This is a few days late, but as “we” like to say here in New York (I have no idea who this collective “we” is) - “better late than pregnant.” Unless of course you’re trying to get pregnant, than “we” would say “sucks that you were just late and not pregnant”…anyway…

Spring.
March.
Coming in like a lion and out like a lamb.
Not really though. And why did we learn that thing about March anyway? Isn’t the weather highly unpredictable, sort of like life? Arctic fronts, global warming. Lambs and lions. Lambs. Served warm. With mint jelly.

I have never tried mint jelly, because of it’s association with lamb. And I stopped eating lamb(chops) when I was young. I hadn’t realized that lamb was lamb (I was like 6) until I asked my mom if lamb was indeed lamb, and once she told me “yes, Jamye it IS lamb” I stopped eating it at once. Like I said, I have issues, lots of eating issues…especially involving animals…if you don’t know what I mean, ask me to a meal sometime…or don’t, if you know what’s good for you…Sometimes going out to eat with me is like a low-budget production, more work than it’s worth.

Switching gears…There are more dangerous animals out there…

this headline from Salon
March 20, 2021 | NEW YORK — A New York hospital has been ordered to turn over abortion records to the Justice Department, which is seeking them for its legal battle over the Partial-Birth Abortion Act.

Lambs. Lions. Evil Politicians. I smell something, but I’m not sure if it’s Spring.