Ice?

This was a bizarre weekend. It dropped 30 degrees and ice (!) came plinking out of the sky. Two inches of snow fell in the towns just north of us. The Yo La Tengo concert we planned to attend was canceled and we spent a chilly night watching The Sound of Music. What happened to the 80 degree temps of just a few days before? The lovely patio chairs I bought Friday sat cold and unused all weekend.

The good news is Baby G and I finally finished filling out our income taxes. (I had to pay this year. Ugh.) We also hosted a tiny Easter brunch complete with mimosas and chocolate chip pancakes Sunday morning. Oh, and I completely rearranged all the living room furniture. (It's amazing how much energy I have when there are tax computations to be avoided...)

This week has the potential to be hell. Not only do I have to spend several thousand dollars in collection development monies before the 20th (damn you, cheap children's books!), I also have all the little loose ends of our anniversary party to attend to. (Next time I decide to craft party favors from scratch, someone please shoot me.) I still don't have anything to wear to this shindig either. If things keep going the way they're going I might just be the only naked person at this party. Not good. Heh.

Everyday is Like Sunday, Everyday is Silent and Grey*

It's a miserable day outside today. Wet, dark, and chilly. It's quite humid indoors as well; my book labels keep curling up.

Spring is here, officially anyway. It's been spring-like for the past 4 weeks, so the pollen, blooms, and green is old news to me. Songbirds have started coming to the bird feeder I put on the front porch, well, when the cats aren't sunning in the front yard that is. I've seen Morning Doves, male and female Cardinals (my favorites!), and a few little brown Sparrows so far. I spotted a Blue Jay in the tree across the creek last week, but so far, he hasn't yet ventured into the yard. That's okay; Blue Jays are the assholes of the bird world.

I'm back on the ref desk this afternoon after being off it last week because of Spring Break. I wonder how many students I'll help find articles whose papers are due at 5pm today? Ah, the life of the student --- procrastinate, procrastinate, sleep, procrastinate...

*An homage to Morrissey, today's Artist of the Day.