My Mom said March is a good month. closer to Spring and less yucky. It's still pretty yucky out there, but I'll take her word for it. My Mom was gone Thursday night. i knew somethin' was up 'cause her suitcase was out. she went to stay at the William Tell Holiday Inn in someplace called Countryside Illinois. she said it was okay, but she missed me a whole bunch. it was only for one night so i didn't mind a real lot.
I've been eatin' all her shamrock plants. she said it's good it's gettin' to be shamrock season or she'd be mad. i'm glad glad, i wouldn't want her to be mad at me. i have to eat them. if i don't, they get all wild and out of control. i like the purple ones the best. i knocked one down last weekend off her scanner on a shelf and the dirt went everywhere, in her monitor and keyboard and she was not happy. sorry Mom.
I'm just gonna try to stay outa trouble and stay warm under my hothead lamp.
Stay warm everybody!