They’re Going To Freeze Their Feathers Off
I’ve noticed that as the days have been getting longer, the birds are ramping up their early morning chatter. They’re clearly staking out territory and trying to pitch woo, even though it won’t be time to build nests until the trees and bushes start leafing out.
What’s a bit surprising to me is that it’s still awfully cold out. But the early bird catches the mate, I guess. Maybe it’s a sign of fitness to be out there in the cold as early as possible?
So it’s occurred to me there are a few ways this NOT could go, and feel free to comment on any of them (or go another way – it’s an OT of course).
Are you a light sleeper who gets woken up by things not just by loud motorcycles roaring outside, but quieter things like the trilling of birds at dawn, or the purring of a cat hoping to fed, a dog yipping in its sleep, the restlessness of a baby, or someone humming in the hall?
Another topic is whether you’re seeing any early signs of spring where you are – crocuses starting to show up, buds on trees, or maybe Easter candy going on sale?
And a third option is whether there’s anything you’d get up really early to do of your own free will – maybe getting up at 4 am to go fishing, or maybe watch a sporting event broadcast overseas, or check out a lunar eclipse?
Share your thoughts on any or all of these things, or make up your own topic, dear Deadsplinterrisers.
Today started off cold enough for my car to be frosted over and the surface of puddles to be frozen. By 11am, I could comfortably go for a walk wearing a sweater over my tank top.
Crocuses have sprung up in my neighborhood. Cherry blossoms have started to bud and even bloom.
After having kids, anything and everything wakes me up. I think there’s a study that showed that having kids alters the primary caregiver’s brain and makes us more alert to “danger”. The jury is out on whether it is a temporary change (6 years) or if it lasts a lifetime.
I used to like getting up early to go on a road trip or to catch a flight. Now I’m up at all hours and so nothing counts as “early”.
I could hear the babies stirring without a monitor, but after a certain point learned to sleep through anything they did as toddlers.
I apologize for getting Trump’s penalty wrong in the DOT. I said it was about $360 million, but Judge Engoron wants interest too, so it’s more like $440 million.
Blue Jays did nothing this offseason but get worse. I’m almost NOT glad they’re back.
Sometimes a team needs to just learn to love themselves for who they are, not for what other people expect them to be.
The killer squirrel has once again started trying to gnaw through the 2nd floor eaves outside of my home office. Slate tiled roof on a home built in 1928 vs. squirrel, it could go either way. I’m usually a pacifist, but I’m rooting for Bruce Chiweenie to actually catch him someday soon.
Invite in some snakes from the cold , or maybe a badger. They could take care of it for you.
No thank you!
I am a dead sleeper, but I awaken to unusual sounds/smells. And if it isn’t for a good reason I am grouchy as fuck. The only time Cokehead Narcissist was ever genuinely afraid of me was the only time she woke me up after a single hour of sleep post night shift because someone slagged her on Facebook. I exploded in rage and told her many unprintable and awful things.
She never bothered me again on night shift.
The other time was Former Housemate who made Pogos (Canadian Hot Dog On a stick) in a toaster oven and forgot about them while playing video games late into the night. They torched and I awoke to the smell of burnt Pogos. I nearly lost it. I left the burning mess in his room and went to work smelling like burnt hot dogs.
It actually ignited the appendicitis that would nearly kill me. However I don’t blame him over it because my body had built the bomb so to speak and he was just the moron who set it off. No matter what it would have happened eventually.
Had to look that up – pogos are corn dogs for any other Americaners.
And that’s why you want to spring for the toaster oven with the timer. That must smell horrible.
Took two weeks to get the smell out of the kitchen and another month to get the smell out of the curtains.
birbs never really left here…i saw a butterfly in january….and ive already got mosquitos
shits all kinds of wrong.