Spring's coming ...

I am waiting for that first tantalising smell on the wind, that indefinable thing that is not really a smell so much as a sense, an intuition, a bonefeel that Spring is coming. It happens roughly around about now, just when everybody is getting about with hangdog faces and expanded waistlines (I have desisted from eating for 7. It was fun for a couple of weeks but my jeans are beginning to muffin-top alarmingly, so I'm cutting it back to eating for 4 :) Actually, it wasn't so much fun as an absolute compulsion when I was feeling alarmingly spiritually dark. As things have lightened again, so has my ability to refuse a ninth serve of pudding :)

Yesterday, I looked at the sunrise and sunset times and noted that in a month from now, Melbourne will have an extra hour's sunlight. That thought just curls my toes :) Yum yum anticipation.

And at least I'll know by then that my stupid bloody modem will definitely have arrived. Still no sign of it today. Another weekend for me without internet access. GoTalk - well, I would if I fucking well could, believe me.

Dear reader, I am so backed up with posts, I'm gonna break my own records next week with 7 posts a day :)

Happy weekend, dear bloggers. *Hugs bloggers* And go Hawks.