I'm pretty darn sure I have Spring fever.

Dreamy. Dopey. De-motivated.

(This is not Spring fever. This is your 'normal'.)

I'm pretty darn sure you are a buzz-kill.

(There's no need to get snarky.)

Sigh...

I sat out in the back yard swing yesterday afternoon, knitting and looking at the green popping out everywhere. The birds were all OVER the bird feeder and making quite a racket. But it was a nice racket. I decided things were practically perfect in every way out there. All that's missing are Sweet Pea blossoms. We are still waiting for them.

On Wednesday I am going to the Tax Day Tea Party at the Capitol and I have to make up my signs. I decided I can't settle for just one, so I will staple two back to back and I can flip them around. I hear Neil Cavuto from Fox News is going to be there. That should be interesting.

I'm taking my camera, the video camera, my citizen press badge.... [I just thought that one up], my cell phone and a sack lunch.

I'll be on the job to report back to you what it was like. I have a feeling there is going to be quite a crowd. Now I don't much care for crowds. I will be gritting my teeth and squirming a lot. But I'm willing to be uncomfortable in my own skin for a while to be there and record as best I can what happens.

Tomorrow I will show some pictures of my protest signs.

The first ones I have ever made in my life.

I think the anti-establishment people have become the establishment.

Now it's our turn to get protesty.

(You don't look like the testy type.)

Shows what YOU know.