Carol H Tucker Passionate about knowledge management and organizational development, expert in loan servicing, virtual world denizen and community facilitator, and a DISNEY fan
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beladona Memorial Be warned:in this very rich environment where you can immerse yourself so completely, your emotions will become engaged -- and not everyone is cognizant of that. Among the many excellent features of SL, there is no auto-return on hearts, so be wary of where your's wanders...
Tuesday was Shrove Tuesday -- the end of Mardi Gras, a day to feast on pancakes. Yesterday was Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent and one of eight holy days of obligation and the signal that Easter Sunday is six weeks away.
There are plenty of resources available to check out for things to give up for Lent and for things to do during Lent. My friend Dannah is blogging about the seven deadly sins. Slubgrip is offering counseling. The Pope has a message for the faithful. Or you could get ready for Passover. There doesn't seem to be anything on the Islamic religious calendar after Mawlid al-Nabi (Muhammad's Birthday) last month. And the pagans are getting ready to celebrate Ostara and the vernal equinox. Daylight Savings Time starts this coming Sunday at 2AM [you know, spring forward], to be followed by National Napping Day since we lose an hour of sleep apparently. Some of us still undertstand that you must "beware the Ides of March" -- the big thing in high school was to wear a black band of mourning. March 19th is a super moon. And let us not forget, the first day of Spring is March 20th.
Winter is headed out and everyone is ready for warm weather and cleaning house
Spring is sprung, De grass is riz, I wonder where dem birdies is? De little birds is on de wing, Ain’t dat absurd? De little wing is on de bird!
To state that this is NOT my favorite time of year in an understatement.
Even going through school, the third term was always the one where my grades dipped down. In college, spring semester was always the toughest. all that budding and growing activates my allergies. And I hate housework -- wouldn't be so bad if you could do it once and that was it, but you have to do it again and again and again.
There are times that I have questioned why I get so down in the dumps in the spring. It is possible that I actually suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder -- in other words, I haz a SAD [google it for appropriate images]
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