Dear Helen Hartman,
It’s felt like Spring for a while but now that is has officially arrived, I’d love to know what you’re going to do to welcome the season.
Dear Loved One,
Do? Hmmmm. Helen is not always so big on DOing. But I will tell you what I am NOT going to do.
|Dance with your bare you know what shinning bright in the full moon light?|
First, I can assure you that nothing dirty has been going on in Helen’s house!
|Because you do that outside your house?|
Hey! That’s how rumors get started! If anyone is going to start rumors about Helen it will BE Helen. Did you hear the one about the divine advice diva who came over to a reader’s house and administered a ‘beauty treatment’ to that reader’s flabby jaw flapping muscles?
|Yes, with the Vibro Massager and the Compresso Belt you can be forever lovely-o.|
I do love the idea of clearing out the old, letting go of what no longer serves you and making room for the new. I love the promise fresh starts.
|For the man who's wife doesn't have a maid: A divorce in favor of a new man who doesn't care how the house looks?|
And spring planting. It’s a wonderful concept but don’t count on Helen for much in the garden growing department.
|I say if the weeds are pretty why not leave them be, right? I did buy a vintage planter or is it an ice bucket?|
Every year I want to garden but then at some point it dawns on me that it’s not something that can be done from a hammock while drinking a margarita and looking fabulous.
|"Hurry up and take the photo, Marv, these waves are splashing on my new espadrilles." If she didn't look so smashing in her bikini, Delores would never leave the comfort of the beach bar.|
Yet, how can you not embrace the idea of planting something that might grow into something beautiful?
Or that might be made into something that makes me feel beautiful
|I remember loving these as an aspiring hippie kid.|
You were thinking I meant something that would ferment, weren’t you?
I think I’ve found my Spring ritual. To rid myself of the things that I no longer need.
|A mail order flame thrower should do the trick! Completely safe! But I can't help thinking a person who buys one to 'sterilize the ground' might be taking the whole Spring cleaning thing a bit too far.|
And to plant the seeds of new dreams and goals.
Whether or not that includes dancing exposed in the Equinox moonlight, is for me to know and you never to find out!
|Happy Spring, Y'all!|
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