Fluffy Rain

I am so good at denial. I practice and practice and I am truly an expert. Yesterday there was some strange white stuff floating down from the sky. It was wet and cold. I decided it was fluffy rain.
This is not right, we just had the equinox, for heaven’s sake.
Day of balance and all that good stuff.

The Vernal Equinox
As the newly reborn sun races across the sky, the days become longer, the air warmer and, once again, life begins to return to the land. Twice a year, day and night become equal in length.To the elders of the Olde Way, these times, equinoxes, were markers in which seeds would be planted and then harvested. The first of these, the Spring or Vernal Equinox occurs on or about March 21st.The ancient goddess, Eostre, a Saxon deity who marked not only the passage of time but also symbolized new life and fertility.

The only new life and fertility happening in my world right now is within the science experiment I like to call my “refrigerator”.

Best excuse ever not to participate in a booty call:

“I can’t, I’m still too attached to you.” (from Fester on St. Patrick’s day after I propositioned him in his car. Hey, I was a bit tipsy, I admit it...and when you're wearing a tiara, you tend to just ask for what you want.)

Other excuses noted by friends:

“I know you enough to know that I can be honest with you and that you’re cool enough to understand that I’m itchy.” (hmmm. She said he had poison ivy or something.)

One friend sent me all of the following…
My apartment is a mess
I have to work in the morning
I'm on my period
I am hung up on my ex
My apartment is a mess
I have to work in the morning
I'm too drunk to drive over there

She’s good, hmmm???

And another friend states:
“There IS no good excuse for turning down a booty call.
Right on, sista.