But I can't hold it in. I think . . . shhhhhh . . . it just might be Spring!
Shhhh! Don't tell anyone! Don't even say it outloud or it might go away!
And seriously, if you ruin this for me I will find you and hurt you. Don't mess with that SADD patient. Not that, you know, that's actually been confirmed by an actual medical person, but that's not the point. And it won't save you from getting pummelled.
There have been three beautiful sunny days this last week, and things are turning all greenish, and daffodils are popping up, and I just can't even take how exciting it all is. Because it turns out that in scientific terms:
England (January + February + March) = Crap
Also I hold the Intellectual Property rights to that equation. I am so glad now, thinking back, that I did my study abroad here in the fall (September thru December). Because I don't know how the poor kids who are only here for the Winter semester even handle it. I imagine it's those couple of weeks in April that make the whole thing worth it.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go deal with the urge I'm currently having to go skipping about like those idiots in Seven Brides for Seven Brothers when they're all scampering and being coy on the farm in the spring with the baby lambs and stuff.
(Only as I wrote the part about baby lambs I seriously paused and thought, "Baby lambs?? PRECIOUS!! Oh my gosh where can I find some of those?!?")
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