International Hops of Pancakes

I suppose if I were to be honest, I would have to admit that the ratio of posting one picture of a rabbit with a pancake on its head over the course of fourteen days doesn't exactly qualify as regular blogging, even though I really, really like the picture.

It just seems to be that in between time of year. Winter is winding down, except when it's not. Last week we hit mid-60s, the crocus were blooming and other spring nubbins were promising that spring was coming. This morning we got snow.

Two steps forward, one step back.

TinyTuna, thirteen days out from demanding a Blog name change to TeenTuna (sorry kiddo, it's not going to happen) continues to bounce erratically and irrationally from being a funny, thoughtful, polite and intelligent child to being the spawn of Satan.

Two steps forward, one step back.

Teaching is both tedious and inspiring. Students are tired. GreenTuna is tired. The commute is a drag. But inevitably by the end of the day, I'm more heartened than disheartened, I really enjoy I'm doing, and I'm encouraged by the work the kids have done this semester and the music they're making.

Two steps forward, one step back.

I'm forever cleaning my house. The piles are getting smaller, and I'm getting bolder with my tossing abilities. This skill will become critical when I finish the upstairs and must once and for all tackle the basement. I'd like the luxury of selecting what I keep and toss based on need, want and space, without a flood making the moldy, wet, stinky choices for me. Still, I'm surrounded by scraps of junk that must be sorted, filed or tossed. This weekend GramTuna and I blitzed the local Home and Garden Show, getting ideas and grabbing freebies. Later that afternoon I came across a $1 off coupon for the same Home and Garden Show. Sadly it was for the 2003 Home and Garden Show.

Two steps forward, one step back.

Sometimes this constant lack of 100% forward progress is discouraging. My unrealistic Oompah-Loompah tendencies want it done, and want it done NOW. But in my young old-age, I'm becoming a little more philosophical about the whole thing. During this time of not-quite winter, not-quite spring, It seems that two steps forward, one step back isn't necessarily a bad thing. Just ask the maple trees. Without both cold, cold nights and warmer days, the sap-tapping season would be a bust and bunny would have no syrup for his pancake. So I do what I can when I can, and know that warmer, more productive days just around the corner.

Let's hope they don't slip on the ice.