The First Day
"First" and "last day" phrases are great literary devices. The "last day of June", the "first day of summer", ...they instantly bring images and memories to any reader's mind. It's like free logic or http fastpaths ...Anyway, today is the first day of summer, ...which of course means that yesterday was the last day of spring. For those of you not familiar with the midwest, I will inform you that mentioning spring to a midwesterner is sure to evoke derisive laughter. Don't feel bad, they are not laughing at you, it just a natural reaction to having seen baseball games called on the count of SNOW, from having worn jackets in June, and not being able to air out the house until Memorial day!
Yeah, we don't get much spring up here. A few days here and there will tease you from March to May, ...but don't expect short sleeve weather until June. And even then it is risky.
Still, I'm always happy to see Spring come because I'm always hoping that this will be the year that we get to thaw out early, but my hopes are always dashed at the foot of my furnace. For this reason I am always ecstatic to see spring go away. Finally, FINALLY, we can rest assured that the warm weather is here for the time being.
This year I have other reasons for being happy about turning the page on a season, ...
I'm taking an online Visual Basic class at MATC. It started last week and I registered for the class the week before. Despite this, I was unable to log in and look at any of my class materials until Thursday of last week. This meant I could not even find out what book I was supposed to get. I got the book on Thursday, took all night Thursday installing, which only gave me 3 days to read 3 chapters and complete two sections of exercises.
Normally, this would not be a big deal, but the mother-in law is in town this weekend and I got a suprise Tuesday deadline for one of my work projects. On top of this, Sunday was Father's day and we were supposed to go to my sister's for lunch, I promised to take the in-laws shopping in the morning, and Saturday I had a wedding to go to all day.
Short story ...I worked Saturday morning, Saturday night, Sunday night until 12:30, and woke up at 3:15 Monday morning to finish up.
More later on seeing an x-girlfriend get married, why 2 women need 3.5 hours to get ready to go shopping, why daughters can't stand their mothers, and what NOT to say to your wife when she's complaining about her mother ...
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