Today20we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
 
Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.

Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims....

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burg lar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.  Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by:
his parents, Truth and Trust;
his wife, Discretion;
his daughter, Responsibility;
his son, Reason
 
He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim
 
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Just as we start the second week of March, we are ready to plow out from another winter storm.  I'm looking at about a half foot of snow out in our yard.  It wouldn't surprise me at all to see more unsettled weather over the next couple of weeks.  It seems that the old season of winter is in conflict with the milder, new season of spring that will start on the 21st.  Soon enough, winter will realize it's futile to fight and will surrender to spring.

Iv'e been dreaming of pussywillows, forsithia, tulips, jonquils, and lilacs.  Easter is just about a month away.  I would love to spend tthat day at the beach just like my Mom did for so many years.  We would take our whole Easter Dinner of sliced ham, potato salad, baked beans and ambrosa salad and have an easter egg hunt with the children.  The kids always got kites in their baskets and the beach was the best place for them to try them out.

Today is a great day for a dinner of chilli and home baked bread!  I have the meat thawing already.  Time to get going and get some housework done.

Another winter wonderland just as we are starting to dream of warmer days ahead, flowers in the garden and outdoor adventures.  As annoying as this may be, we, here in New England, are use to storms like this in March.  At least March has come in like a lion and should go out like a lamb.

In actuality, March can be very damaging.  These late winter storms, although not this one, can be very heavy with a pasty wet and heavy snow breaking tree limbs and damaging rooftops.  On the other hand, the sun is stronger and the snow melts quickly.

Instead of going to the gym today as I had planned, I will put my energy into house cleaning.  It's a hearty beef stew for dinner tonight and if I have the time and energy, I will bake some bread.  I will dream of Spring......only nineteen days away!