Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my chilly children!  How are you?  Somebody forgot to throw the Winter OFF and Spring ON switches.  The wind makes it worse.  I’m still wearing winter garb.  The coats and boots will be closeted once we get a semblance of spring weather.  In the meantime, brrr. 

It’s been a difficult week because someone very close to me passed away unexpectedly last week.  My advice is, if you’ve been meaning to tell someone that you love him/her, don’t wait.  Do it now.  No time is guaranteed us.  Whether family member, friend, or lover, let them know how you feel.  While I mourn this loss, a crass phrase that a friend of mine favors comes to mind: “Chicken one day, feathers the next.”  Oh my, but it’s true.  We never know when Death will come knocking on our door.

On an entirely different note, another friend of mine, who lives in an apartment building, pointed out the infestation of bedbugs that is plaguing some areas of Racine.  He wondered if my psychic powers could be put to use in combating the little bloodsuckers.  The low intelligence of insects in general prevents me from connecting with them psychically.  However, one of my B-Gon products might be just the thing for you.  Madame Zoltar’s® BedBug-B-Gon Bomb™ guarantees a 100% kill ratio for a quarter mile radius.  The bedbugs, and all other forms of life, will die.  All you have to do is place the bomb in the center of your house, pull the cap, and run like hell.  If you’re not capable of quick flight, you might consider wearing a gas mask.  Whatever you do, don’t breathe any of the gas.  After a week, a crew can decontaminate your home and make it relatively safe for you and your family.  Just don’t breathe too deeply for the first month or so. 

Talking about bedbugs makes me start itching all over.  That’s the psychic power of suggestion.  Talking about food makes me hungry.  Talking about a cool glass of water makes me thirsty.  And talking about money makes me greedy.  Let’s talk about something else.

Some daffodils and early tulips are coming up near the foundations of buildings.  If it looks like we’re going to have a deep freeze, snow is a good insulator for the plants.  I can hardly wait for spring to spring.  Spring is my favorite time of year.  I love the sights and sounds and smells of spring.  The aroma of the good earth is intoxicating.  The birds chirp and twitter deliriously.  Spring is a time of rebirth.  Soon, very soon, my dears, the cabin fever will be dispelled completely.  Soon there will be dancing in the streets.

Thank you for stopping by to read my blog today.  I love company, especially the Irregular kind. It’s a treat to have visitors.  Thank you, again.

Bedbug hotline: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.

Be careful, my dears.  There’s still plenty of snow and ice out there.  It may be around for awhile.  Last year we had the warm winter.  Maybe this year it’s the cool summer.  Be aware of your surroundings.  I love all of you.  Rantallion!