Oh, April weather – you are truly driving me crazy. Between the slippery show covered steps I had to negotiate last night, and the little icicles formed on the shrubberies yesterday, I shake my freezing cold fist at you! (because I forgot to bring my gloves, because….it’s Spring!)
For all others who are similarly being tortured by this cruelest of months, here’s a depression-era ditty that somehow speaks to all the angst of this cold delayed spring, and may soothe you in the process with its 30s style perkiness.
A noun. A verb. A blog.
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Now I have this song stuck in my head.
Me too. Sorry about that. At least it’s a cute song, and not like….some that I will not mention, or even think of. La la la la la, covering brain with hands.