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I figure it must be spring, or at least the return of the light, that’s causing the juices to flow. Captain (Amazon parrot) clearly wants to have sex… and, in fact, does every morning with his perch. CB (Bare-eyed cockatoo and his cage mate), who used to resignedly lay eggs for him to get him off her back, must be getting menopausal because she is absolutely refusing his advances and won’t lay an egg for him.  And so each day the arguments ensue and do not end until they go back to their sleep closet.

Either Captain is just being

Am I the only one who goes to bed tired after watching the Olympics? Is this some kind of sympathetic reaction to all the energy they are expending? I don’t know the answer for sure, but I do know that I feel a great need to carb load even though I’m pretty sure I shouldn’t.

Remember just a month ago when health care reform was the issue our nation would stand or fall on?  Amazing how that whole crisis can suddenly disappear, isn’t it?

Even when I was young I did not understand the hysteria exhibited by some women if they did not have a date for Valentine’s Day. I guess when you generally didn’t have a date on any given day, one more dateless day just really didn’t stand out all that much.

And please, no pity needed. I buy my own treats and flowers and am surrounded by love, even if it comes from critters without the ability to take me to dinner. My life is very complete.

As I do every year since my buddy Carol talked me into it, I was a (minor) celebrity waitress at the Loussac Library’s fund raising auction/ luncheon on Thursday.  The idea is that the celebrity waitperson brings drinks to the table and hawks various items for sale before the lunch and auction starts. All proceeds benefit the library. I was carrying two drinks on my tray back to people at my table – a diet cola and an iced tea. I spilled the diet soda all over one person and, in bending over to try and save the glass that

If the snow back east keeps up, my sister will be reduced to scrubbing her foyer tile with a toothbrush to keep occupied. She’s already scrubbed everything else that couldn’t escape fast enough. And apparently she’s now cooked everything in her freezer and refrigerator. Too bad no one can get through the snow to dinner. It sounded good.

Don Young’s constant re-election to high office would probably be a sign of the apocalypse anywhere else but here in Alaska. Here it’s merely another humdrum moment. Alaskans just react differently to all manner of phenomena than do others.

This is why I am always so startled at the reaction of people back East to the idea that snow might fall on them. While I will admit that two foot over a weekend is a lot even by Alaskan standards, I really don’t think it is worth the hysteria it produced in everyone from Washington officials to my relatives.

No

It was the fault of the damn superbowl. I had to leave the sidewalk and go into the street because somebody must have been having a superbowl party and all the cars were parked on the sidewalk…hey, we’re Alaskans. We don’t care if it’s the sidewalk. We’ll park wherever the hell we feel like it! I had the spiked thingies on my shoes and I guess I get overly confident in their gripping ability. Bummer. Had I been doing the Eskimo walk, this would have never happened. And now my hip and arm and butt are as sore as hell

That can be the only explanation for why I tore my kitchen cupboards apart this weekend and rearranged all the food. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. It’s an Alaskan thing.

… happiness at my age is a doctor’s visit where the scale thinks I’ve lost three pounds since the last time there. I may have to celebrate with a big meal. After all, I now have a three pound leeway.