Merry Month of March?

Well, March came in more like a stampede of elephants than a roaring lion. We were hit with a snowstorm the night before we even turned the calendar to a new month.  The little photo I have posted here is from my front door stoop. A clean leaf on the stoop is being regaled by some icy cold rain and the impending doom of the onslaught of a huge snowstorm. Leap Year Day, what a way to end a day that only comes every four years!

February held a couple of firsts in my life.

I received my first social security check and my first work retirement check. I got warm all over with all that security. Still, I fear spending any of it just yet, as I applied for a less expensive insurance and recently got notified that I was accepted. The acknowlegement did not send me into a spending tizzy, rather I thought I'd do some thinking as to better budgeting and discretionary spending. Those dollars do not stretch all that far!

After visiting the hair salon and looking sharp, as my hairdresser Gina generally makes me look; a gentleman tried to pick me up at the local lumber store. I laughed inwardly, the girl's still "got it" I laughed and mentally thanked Gina all over again. I thought lustily about some of my younger days and the various pick up lines that I have heard over the years. I wonder if guys read books on how to pick up chicks and "aging" women. haha   You know what I hate though?  I hate it when a man bumps into you ON PURPOSE. As though you are too dumb to know that, that is what he is doing. It always seems to  happen when your back is turned. Something about hitting one's backside. Gives them a high and gives me the willies. However, I must admit I did like being kissed on the cheek by a total stranger when out lunching with co-workers on my birthday. He was a nice looking man, and the other ladies tried to tell him it was their collective birthdays as well. He didn't fall for it, he just kissed me(the birthday gal) and left the scene. Sigh.

Staying focused:  On February 3, 2012,  Aaron Rodgers was voted the Most Valuable Player of the Football Season 2011-2012. Can I get a WOOHOO!  Conversely, Whitney Houston died, at age 48 and Davy Jones, died unexpectedly at the young age of 66. I was one of those girls who had, had a teenage crush on the cute little Davy Jones. Gimme a break, he was a good-looking dude and seemed kind and also had a sense of humor. Who can resist those traits!

And now it is March and we wait for spring to come like the doggies who scratch at the back doors hoping their masters hear and let them back in. Today, being March 6, the winds knocked the rest of the snow off of the tree limbs and hastened the roof snow to fall down. The sun was shining brightly and shiny, as an Indian friend of mine used to say. All in all, though March fiercely introduced herself (?),  hopefully April will grace us with warmer weather and gives us the hope that spring will arrive in due time, and at the right and perfect time. Here we are waiting for it. We want to put the snow shovels away and oil up the lawn mower.

 It's always something!