Time Off for Good Behavior

I was given the weekend off and returned with utmost haste from the urban madness to my beloved Blue Ridge. If you're not in the environs of Goundhog Mountain today you have my sincere sympathy. The temperature is hovering around 70 degree F. and a cool breeze is blowing intermittently through the screen doors. A chorus of birds are serenading under the Carolina blue sky with an occasional white cloud breaking the sunlight. The red maple trees are starting to bud, a sure sign of spring. If I didn't already know there is a God who loves me, today would convince me without a doubt.

Raleigh, North Carolina is everything one could expect from a large city and less. The sales classes are intense from 8 AM to 5 PM with a lot of memorization work to fill the evening until this tired student falls onto the hotel bed around 10 o'clock. Other than a humorous "good old boy" ("tastes so good your tongue'll slap your brain" or "so much money you could use it to burn a wet mule for three days")) instructor the only bright spot is Tuesday and Wednesday "happy hour" when the hotel provides comlimentary beer, wine and pizza.

Althought I didn't always comment (it's that time thing) I did make it around to visit my blogging pals to catch up. Speaking of time, we lose an hour tonight to daylight savings time which means one less hour at home as I return to the city Sunday PM. Maybe I'll have time to add another post or two before I leave but here are three upon which my muse insisted.