Dear Madame Zoltar

Hello, my wonderful wiener schnitzels! How are you? Happy, happy spring! Oh joy, oh joy! I know it’s been damp and gloomy in the weather department lately, and they’re even saying it might snow later today, but the vernal equinox has come and gone, my dears. We are officially over the hump and old man winter is down and soon to be out. I was reading an article in the Journal Times the other day about people who start their vegetables from seed this time of year. Some have little greenhouses attached to their homes. I would so love that. I would grow poinsettias in late fall and Easter lilies in early spring. And everything else in-between.

I’ve sat here for nearly a half hour now, staring at the computer monitor, unable to come up with something to blog about. Well, that’s not entirely true. While my week was uneventful, there is plenty happening in the news. However, from Japan to Libya to Washington to Madison to Racine, I can find little to comment on that is not tragic or polarizing, or both. Enough with the depressing events and enough with the fighting amongst ourselves. Let’s dance:



Oh my, that got my heart pounding. Now I feel a little better. I hope you do, too. Just in case you don’t know how to dance, here’s an instructional video:



Thank you so much for stopping by to read my blog. Each week, the days have grown a little longer. It is lovely, just like my readers.

Please sling your political mud at: madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com.

There are a lot of angry people out there, my friends, so please be careful. I can’t even begin to counter the vibes emanating from the planet anymore, so I’m concentrating my psychic efforts on covering my Irregulars and friends. Oh my, it just thundered outside. I’ll take that as an assenting opinion. Demephitize!