It’s been a long winter. February finally ends on Thursday (thank goodness it’s the shortest month of the year), but it seems as though Christmas was six months ago. We still have the month of March to go before we can officially proclaim Spring’s arrival. March in the south can be a big mixed bag of weather which usually includes a week of really warm temps, causing every bush and tree to begin sprouting, followed by a couple of nights below freezing, when we hold our breaths and hope those sprouts don’t get killed. Then it’s back to the 70’s. That cycle usually repeats itself at least twice during March.
Rain! We’ve received over 11 inches of of the wet stuff since this time last week. I’ve often heard the term “cabin fever” and have never felt that particular syndrome until this past week of nonstop water pouring from the sky. We couldn’t go outside – even to the mailbox – without rain gear and umbrella. Maddie and Bear were like cooped up two-year-olds, padding back and forth from door to door, wanting to go outside and play, yet too prissy to set one paw out the door until nature’s call could no longer be ignored. Then it was a headlong rush to the first section of lawn that offered grass, a really fast poop and pee, then a rush back inside to be toweled off. We keep a dozen doggie towels in an old chest just for times like these, and I washed and dried the whole lot several times over the past week.
I’m trying to convince myself it’s the rain and all the time spent indoors that has me feeling a little down right now. I also know that dear friend Chris Ann is constantly on my mind and heart, and every time the phone rings, my heart jumps. I hate this feeling for myself, and even more so for Ted who has to put up with my moodiness 24/7.
There’s certainly no good news on TV, but a little snippet I heard yesterday while Ted and I ate dinner in the kitchen really disturbed me.
I love Anne Hathaway – always have. She seems to be a genuinely classy, loving, unmarred-by- Hollywood lady who is now being criticized for being “too gushy”. Her humble and sweet acceptance speeches for awards won are being touted as “over the top” and “almost too-sincere-to-believe”.
I mean what the heck?! Have we so armored ourselves, numbed our feelings, and hardened our hearts that we criticize someone for being thankful for being rewarded for her gifts!
I was really feeling bad until I read Ms. Hattaway’s remarks about the so-called “Hathahaters”. She said this: