Another month beginning, and I’ll start the whining.
My back hurts. It happens every now and then, and I’ll pay attention to back stretches, posture, and back exercises until I feel better.
And then, in six months or so, my back will ache again.
We went camping, but found the sites with fireplaces already dibbed (folks had turned up a week ago to set up their camps).
Then there was a fucking obnoxious 10 yr old girl who was hanging around our campsite, who then went whingeing to her parents that we’d asked her to ‘pipe down’ a bit when the little blokes were trying to sleep. And then her redneck dad came up threatening to punch my lights out for daring to speak to his bloody kid.
Oh, and then the boys decided they couldn’t possibly shit in a long-drop dunny…
We’re home now. I hate humanity, and I think I hate camping now too. 
Yeah, I camped all over, as a kid and an adult, in all conditions. Weathered monsoons, altitude, sub-zero temps, wild animals (and smaller ones as we tried to pitch tents on Mosquito Point while being eaten alive).
Went camping with the family…
…once.
Well, it’s snowing. So there’s that.
Okay, what the effing heck is a long drop dunny? Shitting off the roof?
It looks like the lovely chilly wintry and spring weather is gone for the year. For the past few days we’ve been having 80 plus degree temperatures, which I hate. It’s back to ceiling fans all night long and less sleep due to the heat.
Winter never lasts long enough for me.
April 1 is a foolish day. But Easter was nice until I hid the eggs for the 10th time. Plus I got ant bites on my foot. 
my new pedicure looks like crap on my right foot. Sparkly pink nail polish and swollen, red, pus filled spots allover. And itchy, ITCHY.
A long-drop is a pit toilet, usually found in bush camping areas without access to plumbing etc. A dunny is Ostralyan-speak for toilet, originating when toilets were OUTSIDE the house, but still commonly used as a euphemism for a regular flushing toilet.
Forsythia and magnolias in full bloom. Wet snow coming tomorrow.
I HATE April snow.
I know. It’s like winter had its last hurrah with 4 nor’easters in a row. We get several really nice (comparatively speaking). We rejoice. “Winter,” we say, “is *finally *over.”
Over at the bar, Winter has been getting drunk. He hears this cry and turns to the bartender. “Hold my beer,” he says.
Seriously, FUCK this shit.
Fucking Monday morning snow. I do the outdoor chores Monday morning, my gf does the other six days of the week, so I shouldn’t be whining. But goddammit, it seems like every heavy snowfall this winter has happened Sunday night.
Easter/April Fool’s Day, freezing rain/sleet/snow, Easter dinner with the family was one giant clusterfuck (which probably deserves its own more detailed rant later) and then to top it all off the dishwasher quit working. Ugh!
I’ll take your snow if you’ll take all the pollen we’re having here. So much of it showed up this weekend that my red Jeep looks like it has matte yellow paint.
On the plus side, the tree next to my driveway is in full bloom, so the bees are extremely happy. And my paperwhites are doing quite well too.
matte yellow is in this year.
We’re supposed to receive 6-8" of snow between this afternoon and tomorrow afternoon.
Spring? HA!
Why do people think that just because the calendar says it’s spring that it can’t snow any more? It can snow any time of the year.
Yeah, I should know better, living in Minnesota.
No snow here:(. I am fighting wasps and fire ants. Trees are flowering. Sinuses are aching. Sneezing and coughing. On my!
It snowed once here, but that was about 30 years ago. It already melted.
Not when I’m running the universe! :mad: