Stupid Daylight Savings time...

So I tried to go to bed early last night (1:45 am) -- but thanks to the bloody time change, it was a moot point. Now I'm still going to go to bed at 3:00 am or later.

(I decided to settle in with a bottle of wine -- Pelee Island Gewurztraminer, which I didn't enjoy as much as their vidal -- and started falling asleep after the first glass. Very Sad. BTW, Skeine dear, I double checked and the LCBO temple in our 'hood has FOUR Fetzer Chardonnays -- yeucccch -- and a blanc fume, and that's it. Boo.)

Losing an hour is ass. Everything is off in the mornings and evenings. The nicest part will be looking outside in the evening and seeing sun -- it feels like only yesterday when the sun started setting at 5:00 pm.

The day is lovely, clear and bright, the tree outside my window is covered in growing buds that seem this close to freeing small, curling green leaves and the birds are yapping up a storm. It's also a whopping eight degrees (celsius), which means no breaking out the flipflops just yet.

Might go for a bike ride this afternoon. My bicycle is my primary mode of transportation in the summer and five-to-six months of bike-free living means my muscles are used to the elliptical trainer at the gym... not cycling. And it makes my butt hurt. Which is probably good for me as my ass is too fucking big anyway.

Besides, however cool it is outside, Ashbridges Bay is fantastic on days like this.

And Lake Ontario isn't nearly as stinky as it has been for the last few days.