I'm not sad that February 09 is over. Between the extreme temperature fluctuations (we still had a trace of SNOW in my bushes Wednesday and my oldest daughter is wearing shorts and a t-shirt to school today, a mere 2 days later), the colds, a death in the family, the stomach viruses, and a back injury, I'm glad it's gone. SEE YA.
No offense to all the February fans out there, but this one has been ANNOYING.
So today I'm declaring that March is my favorite month. Except for this coming Sunday when our clocks will get set forward an hour meaning that my kids will go to bed when it's still daylight outside. And I will lose an hour of sleep. And I tend to frown upon sleep loss. Call me crazy.
My neighbor and I were discussing "daylight savings time" yesterday. It just seems weird that people can manipulate time like that. And it's even more bizarre that some cities & states like Hawaii, parts of Indiana, & Arizona (excluding the Navajo Nation) choose NOT to participate in it. How can you choose NOT to participate in time? Tait and Camille have their "bewitching hour" at about 5:30 every night. Can I just declare that 5:30 doesn't exist anymore?
So here's my question. Since Daylight Savings Time's beginning in the early 1900's, and considering all the observances of it since then, and counting all the people who choose NOT to observe it, WHAT TIME IS IT REALLY? For all you know, it really might be tomorrow.
Think about it.