The Scout Robins are Here! Along with more Solar Flares–

The Scout Robins are Here!  Along with more Solar Flares–

I’ve been watching and listening to the first robins arrive.  I call them the ‘scout robins’.  They come ahead of the rest of the robin families.  Probably to check and see how the weather is and if it’s safe for everyone else to arrive.  I love hearing their song, it makes me feel certain that spring is definitely just around the corner.  This makes me happy!  I also watch for the group of robins that I call the ‘Minnesota’ robins.  Usually there are about 50 in their group.  They stick around for a few days, probably resting up and then disappear.  So they must be headed for Minnesota.  A little while later the ‘Iowa’ robins come and stick around for the season.  It’s a joy for me to be a part of these cycles.

So we just finished integrating the last influx of solar flare energy and today I read on Space Weather that there is yet another blast of solar flare energy arriving yesterday the 11th and today the 12th.  Whew!  We are definitely getting tuned up for the Spring Equinox.  There always is a balancing that happens then.  My advice to you is to keep doing that which makes you happy and what makes you laugh and sing and dance.  Please don’t take yourself too seriously.  There’s so much joy and love and laughter to be had!  I’ll post my joke that I forgot to post Saturday.  Have a great week!

This is from an email, don’t know who wrote it so I can’t give the author credit.

WOMAN’S WEEK AT THE GYM

If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something wrong with you This is dedicated to everyone who
ever attempted to get into a regular workout routine.

Dear Diary,
For my birthday this year, my husband purchased a week of personal training at the local health club.
Although I am still in great shape since being a high school football cheerleader 43 years ago, I decided it
would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.
I called the club and made my reservations with a personal trainer named Christo, who identified himself as a
26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear.
Friends seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my
progress.
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MONDAY:
Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but found it was well worth it when I arrived at the health
club to find Christo waiting for me. He is something of a Greek god– with blond hair, dancing eyes, and a
dazzling white smile.  Woo Hoo!!
Christo gave me a tour and showed me the machines… I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which he conducted
his aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring!
Christo was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time
he was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!
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TUESDAY:
I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door.  Christo made me lie on my back and push a
heavy iron bar into the air then he put weights on it!  My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made
the full mile.  His rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT!  It’s a whole new life for me.
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WEDNESDAY:
The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth
over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals.  Driving was OK as long as I didn’t try to steer or stop. I
parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot.
Christo was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members..  His voice is a little too
perky for that early in the morning and when he scolds, he gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.
My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Christo put me on the stair monster.  Why would anyone invent a
machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators?  Christo told me it would help me get in shape
and enjoy life.  He said some other crap too.
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THURSDAY:
Butt hole was waiting for me with his vampire-like teeth exposed as his thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a
full snarl.  I couldn’t help being a half an hour late– it took me that long to tie my shoes.
He took me to work out with dumbbells. When he was not looking, I ran and hid in the restroom.  He sent some
skinny witch to find me.
Then, as punishment, he put me on the rowing machine– which I sank.
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FRIDAY:
I hate that (X?/) Christo more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the
world. Stupid, skinny, anemic, anorexic, little aerobic instructor!  If there was a part of my body I could move
without unbearable pain, I would beat him with it.
Christo wanted me to work on my triceps.  I don’t have any triceps!  And if you don’t want dents in the floor,
don’t hand me the darn barbells or anything that weighs more than a sandwich.
The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher.  Why couldn’t it have been someone
softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?
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SATURDAY:
Satan left a message on my answering machine in his grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today.
Just hearing his voice made me want to smash the machine with my planner; however, I lacked the strength to even
use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel..
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SUNDAY:
I’m having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over.  I will
also pray that next year my husband will choose a gift for me that is fun– like a root canal or a hysterectomy.
I still say if God had wanted me to bend over, he would have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!

 

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