Lazy Saturday

It's 8:24AM and pooky's still in bed, sleeping. I checked on her around 8, intent on getting her up, but since she was still snoozing, I figured I'd let her sleep. I really don't think she's had a chance to catch up on sleep, and hopefully this'll make her feel well rested.

It's back to crappy weather, after a couple of gorgeous days of what spring should be. It's raining, and won't get above 50, which nixes my plan of taking Lake to the strip this morning. That was another factor in letting her sleep. If it was pretty, I'd've gotten her up to get down there in a reasonable time. It sucks, because I really wanted to go, but dealing with the backpack on a cold and rainy day all by myself doesn't sound like fun.

I accidentaly closed Tiger up in the front room last night. I thought he was out when I put Alfred in his crate for the night, but he must've hid somewhere and, well, didn't get out until this morning.

I got my violin! I put the bridge on, tuned it up, rosined the bow, and did what pathetically little I could. I *would* like to be better on the violin, but it's going to take a lot of practice. I also realized that the blue is in fact painted on, not stained. I know that it's a student model and any degradation of the sound the paint will cause is minimal, because it's not like I'm going to make a virtuoso-like sound on it any time soon. It's still blue. And mine. :-)

Take this snow and shove it

I want spring to be here. Officially, yeah, it is, but I want it to stamp its announcement now. I want it to counteract all the death and sadness and setback that this country and this world has endured all winter. I want to see life, to celebrate rebirth, and to not have to wear a jacket outside. I. Want. Spring. Dammit.