Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Signs of Spring: Skunk Funk

Ever since Groundhog's Day, I've been on the alert for signs of springs imminent arrival. The Sunday morning after our party had the distinct feeling of springtime. There were birds chirping, snow was melting and it was warm for the first time in weeks.

Last night, after picking up the girls I took them to Dollar General to spend the $5 they each got in bribes so that my Mom could trim their bangs. Lucy picked her items out quickly, as usual. She found some rubber ducks and playdough. Riley, on the other hand, acts as if she'll never be given an opportunity to pick out a toy ever again. We wandered around that store over and over again. She finally settled on a plush piggy bank that oinks when you put money into it.

"I think that was a very wise choice, Riley," I told her, thinking that next time she could drop her $5 in the bank instead and save us all the heartache of choosing between a $3 piece of crap and $5 worth of garbage.

We finally paid the lady behind the counter and hit the road. There's about a mile stretch of highway between Dollar General and our house. We pulled on to the on ramp and started our zoom home. About halfway down the road, I could smell the distinct odor of skunk. It's not unpleasant at first, but dead skunk on the road always has a crescendo of unpleasantness.

"You smell that?" I asked at the first hint of it.

"It smells like hamburgers," Riley said.

"Nope, that's skunk."

"Huh...it smells like hamburgers to me...oh, wait...EEEEW!"

"Yeah, it stinks," I said, "But it means spring is coming."

I was about to launch into a lecture about how dead skunks on the road means that they are out and about and not hiding from the cold. It's a good sign. But the girls started singing, and I decided to let this lesson pass. But I got home and saw the green grass on my front lawn. I smelled the warmth in the air. I took a peek at the thawed out Tiki bar across the back yard. Summer's coming, ya'll. Summer's coming.

8 comments:

  1. I had never associated dead skunks smell with spring, but you are so right with this!

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  2. Ah, the days when all it took to make me happy were rubber ducks and Play-Dough. Actually...what am I talking about? That would still make me happy. I might have to stop off at the 99 cent store on the way home.

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  3. we're they singing "WEEEE GOT TH' SKUNK!! YES WE GOTS THE SKUNK!! WEEEE GOT TH' SKUNK!! YES WE GOT TH' SKUNK!!"??

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  4. SD: I'm desparate for spring. I'll take any sign, even a stinky one.

    Beckeye: I hope you post some pictures. I've always wondered what MJ would look like in playdough!

    Cap'n: Nope, but I'm sure you'll teach it to them at the next opportunity.

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  5. Never thought about it, but you are right. Unfortunately, there's a dead one down the road stinking up the place. :(

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  6. I'm reading this as more snow arrives for me to shovel. Ugh.

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  7. I am convinced the dollar store is one of the best things that's ever happened to me. Amen, sista.

    Today is less than one month until the "official" beginning of spring, and we still have the "short month" part to get through. In less than 7 days it will be March. Keep plugging along. ;) And remember, you've had a great winter!

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  8. Skunks. I don't know what the frikkin deal is with San Diego, but we are treated to the smell of skunk about 5 times a day. There are canyons everywhere and that's where they hang out. And then they get hit by cars & stuff. I'm over it.

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