Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Of Neither Athlete's Foot nor Jock Itch

I've got an itch. It feels like anxiety mixed with an overdose of oxygen. I can't seem to angle my computer screen away from the window to avoid the reflection of pure blue sky behind me. And the temperature gauge is reading mid-40s, but it says it's aiming for the mid-60s.

There are only two things I want to do with this kind of day:
  1. Run in a park
  2. Drink on a patio
The itch hit me last night, but I didn't have time to scratch it after a long drive with the Enthusiast and Dobson, the bullet dog, followed by the inaugural barbecue of the season in our new mini-grill. Tonight, though, as Phil Collins sang in the Genesis song, I'm gonna make it right, tonight, tonight, tonight.

This is Dobson's "fast" face.


misszippy said...

I think Dobson is ready for spring too!

B. Kramer said...

Update: Check off No. 2. Good lunch!

drdave said...

Here's to patio/deck sitting with beer in hand!

LONG LIVE SUMMER! in my best viking voice

Jess said...

High of 60s?! Brrrr. That's winter weather!

Al's CL Reviews said...

A patio that allows Dobson is awesome. Run, then enjoy a patio.

Ms. V. said...

that picture of Dobson is now my computer screen background.

omg so cute