I have had a Yahoo home page for years. When I sign onto my computer, up pops my horoscope, local weather, word of the day, and scores from my favorite sports teams. I can link to favorite sites from it–blogs, my local library, Amazon, Goodreads. It’s a great tool.

The only thing I don’t love about it is the ad. For some reason, for the entire time I’ve had this pages–at least fifteen years, if not more–I see an ad for an on-line dating service. I have no idea why. I’ve been happily married for over 25 years. But there they are: single men in my area. But what’s curious is that over the years, the photos have never changed. The same men are single. For over fifteen years.

Makes a woman wonder what’s wrong with these guys that they’re still available.

Sometimes my imagination runs rampant. At least two of men whose photos are in the ad look like someone with whom I would not want to share a bathroom.

Ever see an ad and draw conclusions about the models?

Okay, it’s March. The longest month of the year is over. Spring is on the calendar in just a week or two. There is daylight when I drive to work, and there is daylight when I drive home from work. So what’s the problem, you ask?

These negative temperatures are getting to me.

It’s just too cold. The snow is never going to melt. I’m never going to thaw. And when it’s this cold, I’m filled with energy . . . in the form of static electricity. I can’t touch anything without getting multiple shocks, even when I try to “ground” myself by touching my foot to the baseboard register. I can see the sparks.

The first person who complains about the heat this summer is going to be served a generous piece of my mind.