Where is the Spring I used to know?

Ok, it's Spring. It doesn't feel like it, it doesn't look like it. The calender says it's here but I need more proof.
Sure the cursed snow and ice have gone, the season of sick is over, and I want Spring.

I'm testy - can you tell? I ha vent posted for a while and coming back to see Blogger in bed with Google isn't making things any better either.

I think my major complaint is that Spring should be life and things growing and enjoying just being. Instead it's two years of death. Last year was Bill then Clayton - a double header of bad times. This year, just three weeks ago, was Dad - say no more. Now Dennis... I think I've had enough.

Spring is flowers, sunshine, thinks growing and living, perfumed breezes. I am growing impatient. May will be better. Cinco de mayo will be here (THE official kickoff celebration of summer says I. If you don't agree you're banished from the other celebrations) and the festivities can begin. Maybe I'll make some more barbecue sauce, that will put a smile on my face. And yours too if you're luck enough to have some. Good on everything suitable to eat. Ribs, burgers, chicken, shrimp - any animal will do, and raw veggies, it's ALL good. That's the beauty of it. Look for it in stores before the end of the century. Guaranteed.

Cold, rain, wind - we've hit the unfortunate weather Trifecta - or Hat trick if you're some puck watchin', syrup drinking, bacon eating, Bryan Adams listenin', Moose lovin' Canadian. Not that I have anything against Canada. After all they gave us Pam Anderson, Bryan Adams, Keanu Reeves, Leonard Cohen, Alanis Morrisette, Celine Dion. Wait! maybe I should hate Canada. They seem to export people who suck. Celine Dion is reason enough to take the whole country and sent them down to Gitmo Bay, they simply cant be trusted. Look at the crap they let slip across the border. Hhhmmm I may be on to something here, Mexico - Emiliano Zapata, Pancho Villa, warm breezes, Margaritas, Cinco de Mayo. Canada - look above for reasons to build the fence up North instead.

Did I mention I'm testy today? You would be too. I have to go now. Yes, I MUST go so don't try to keep me here. Stop it's embarrassing watching you beg. Go back to work, or whatever you were doing.