A Year And A Day

What a year. School is now done and gone, and I am as happy as a clam. I’m not sure if that saying is as on target as it could be… I mean, are clams that happy? I would hate to be a clam, all clammy and squishy, full of sand and boneless, constantly on menus… and having no face. E-uhhhhh *shudders* I bet there is a happier animal. I’d say that clams should be referenced around antisocial related sayings. Like, “as closed minded as a clam,” or “as quiet as a clam in a nunnery.” I think there must be a happier animal… maybe a raccoon. If garbage can make you happy, then imagine the possibilities! Or parrots maybe, they are always amusing themselves by talking gibberish. Or maybe a mosquito. They are like perpetual pranksters, always catching you when you unawares. After biting I bet they fly away laughing, satisfied on many levels.

But anyway, my main point is what a glorious day it is. A day like today. A day that would have been a school day, but now has transformed into a heavenly summer day.