The last weekend of Dry January for many of you. In fact this year it seems like a larger number of my friends put the cocktail down.
I’ve seen the posts on delicious mocktails that were enjoyed. I saw some struggles and several triumphs. I also had a couple friends ditch it once the NFL playoffs began.
The weather was great in Chicagoland this January. Very little snow and above average temperatures.
Raised Catholic I have this urgency of guilt because we had such an easy January in the weather department.
As a former Altar Boy I think, oh I know we are probably getting fucked.
I don’t know if it will be long Arctic blasts in February. Maybe it will be monsoons in March and April. It could very likely snow in May and be forty seven degrees on Memorial Day.
…..but don’t fear because summer will come.
You’ll feel it on the fourth when it’s 101 degrees and humid. Bugs all over the place and I’m talking biting bugs, loud bugs, dirty bugs. Bugs in your eyes, bugs on your pie, bugs in the kitchen and bugs biting your thighs.
My Gramma justified cold winters in the Midwest. The colder the winter the less bugs in the summer.
I’d like to see more lightning bugs next summer. More bumble bees and more butterflies.
I can’t start thinking about summer, hell it’s not even Groundhog Day. I gotta get through February and “Sixty Days for Cecilia” before I have to worry about bug bites.
I’ve set a goal for February to read a Mike Royko book, a Studs Terkel book and a David Mamet book. In March I’ll read “The Natural” again. I’ve done it every spring since John Wieland taught it in his Creative Writing class many years ago.
Did you know Bernard Malamud based the book on Camelot? The baseball bat was the sword in the stone. The New York Knights?
Speaking of reading… I read an article this morning about the movies of 1983 that made an impact. I could list a few, but it might make you feel old. The list is incredible and filled with many of our favorites.
I thought about my age in 1983 and how those movies have evolved every time I’ve watched them these last forty years.
Forty Years!?!?!
It’s been forty years since we said hello to Scare face and his little friend. Forty years since Joel was on the babysitter and decided on the University of Illinois. It’s been forty years since the Duke brothers wanted those machines turned back on.
Enjoy your Saturday….. crockpots and couches this weekend.
Maybe some blueberry pancakes for breakfast?
Today is National Blueberry Pancake Day.
Enjoy the end of January and remember, sometimes you gotta say, “what the fuck!”
