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Lloyd is going to a Rebublican Liberty Caucus today and has gently chided me to go along and listen to the debates so I’ll know who to vote for, but…… that sounds like something a grown-up would do so I think I might go window shopping instead.

What are you going to do today?

Brad, Brad, Brad, Brad,
Happy Birthday, you’re so rad!

Plants, plants, plants, plants
You yearn for spring, but not for ants.

Donuts, donuts, donuts, donuts,
You can’t eat them, hence you go nuts.

Friends, friends, friends, friends,
We’ll write some poems ’til day ends.

It’s not easy being a weather god. Oh, the power I wield! I tell winter, “Jump” and winter says, “How high, Lauren?” Good winter. Good season. Dat’s a good season, ohyessyouare.

We got dumped on by a fair amount of snow. The official record says it was 12 inches but it was a heavy, wet snow that packed down. It made for a nice, peaceful weekend, except for not having any television signal due to the satellite dish being covered with snow. Lloyd told his parents about it and his dad was very concerned that we wouldn’t be able to watch the Superbowl. He recommended a big stick to knock it off. While we didn’t care so much about the football game, who doesn’t want to smack at their satellite dish with a big pole? No one, that’s who.

Oh, here’s a piece of winter advice regarding that adorable ‘hat’ of snow on top of your car that you might be too lazy to remove. Lloyd and I went to shovel at my school, and on the way back a little bit of the ‘hat’ slid down over the windshield. We were approaching a stop sign and I said, “Slam on the brakes”, thinking that it would slide off and down the hood.

Um……. It did, but …….

This has been such a strange winter. We’ve really only had three snows, and two of them were back before Christmas. We might see a little this weekend, but the past week we’ve had highs in the 60’s! It’s still rather cold in the mornings, so the protocol is: wear a winter coat in the morning and then no coat in the afternoon.

I saw two neighbor girls gleefully biking in shorts on Monday and giggling, “It’s supposed to be winter!”

‘It’s supposed to be winter’, winter. Get with the program.

Hello? Hello? Is this thing on? I made a post last night but it won’t show. Here is the placeholder.

Somebody tell a joke. Or something that you’re doing right now.

A friend of mine threw herself a birthday party on a Saturday, and invited a bunch of people to Paint Yourself Silly in Lincoln. She’s got art running through her veins, and though I have coffee running through mine, I was up for something different!

I was glad I went. They have many paintable things to choose from, and of course I went for something practical. I chose a container with a cool silicone lid, and when I saw that you could paint your item black and add colors on top, that seemed pretty spiffy.

The actual painting process was a little painful for me since I get some serious heebie-jeebies from touching unglazed pottery. It was vitally important that no-one bump me while I was painting, lest my holding hand slide a millimeter on the rough surface and cause me to scream like a doomed B-movie actress.

I like how it turned out, but I regret that I painted the whole inside black, then tried to paint over the inside bottom with colors. I should have just made the very bottom bright and surprise-y. Lloyd has a solution, though: “Just keep it filled with jellybeans. No one will know.”

It is food-safe and deep, though. Maybe I’ll just drink tea from it!

By the way, Melanie (birthday girl) gave me the funniest present for my birthday and I never got around to posting about it. She clipped funny sayings from catlogs and made a Keychain of Funny.

I leave it hanging by my computer with my favorite one always in sight: