I am in a manic stage...

 ....Energy energy energy...

Busy at work but it is good to keep busy!

Quote from John Powers: "In Chicagoland March is the FINAL FART of winter..." certainly true for 2025 but then it is true EVERY YEAR!

February 28!

 The end of winter...hopefully!

Ah February! Groundhog Day, Valentine's Day, Presidents Day, and once ever four years an extra day!

I will put away all my winter decorations tomorrow (Christmas specific stuff went into the closet a week into January).

And we will get ready for spring, which here in Chicagoland probably won't materialize until well into May.

"Summer Of Sam"

This is one of my favorite movies! 

[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Summer_of_Sam]

Of course 1977 was one of my worst years ever...specifically because of the significant event occuring in August!

I am not referring to the death of Elvis Presley; rather to the beginning of my ongoing issue with facial oily skin.

I am now nearly sixty years old.

This has been the BANE OF MY EXISTENCE!

Early 1977 is also when I began to feel "tired": of life, of parental and peer group hassles, of everything....

Menstruation began in January 1978; one of the major reasons why that year was also the pits.

My worst year was 2018 with the four following years all vying for second place: 1977, 1978, 1984, and 1985.

February is Black History Month so I am currently rewatching the original TV mini series "Roots!" 

Coincidently this first aired in 1977.

Winter 2024-2025 is two thirds over!

 At least that is what I told myself on February 1!

I will have to check if the ground hog saw his or her shadow...

Last night there was snow but it will all melt today since the forecasted high is in the forties.

The Recent Death Of Jimmy Carter....

 ...has had me rethinking the 1970s decade.

Upon taking office in 1977 Carter promptly pardoned the draft dodgers.

Even earlier the US people had soured on Watergate and wanted new people.

The Energy Crisis, The Meat Shortage....it was all there!

And as for me that era is the beginning of my general fatigue; at age eleven in 1977!

I still remember watching the news story re Amy Carter's first day of public school in Washington DC; both my parents promptly exclaimed: "Look at that poor girl! She is ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED."

Neither of them seemed to notice my own school attendance terror.

Or if they did they simply ignored it.

Now in less than two week another inaugural will occur; OH HOW THE MIGHTY HAVE FALLEN!

 It is a full twenty-five years since the Y2K scare....time definitely flies!

And I turn sixty years old this year; that is mind bloggling!

"People my age have already started to die...."

I have to start living again.....

Jimmy Carter....

 ....just died yesterday at age one hundred.

I remember his presidency well.

I was a child.

After Watergate the American people wanted new people.

They country definitely got it!

Carter was a Libra, same as me.

Only non-living zodiac sign.

Years ago I thought a scale was a dull sign.

Now I realize that it is what it is!