I may get made fun of for still loving BNL (you know, only the most celebrated Canadian alt-rock band of the mid-90s). I’m OK with that, because you better believe I was jamming out to this when it came on in Walmart* today. I’m not that into holiday music, but this is a good one, trust me. They’re triple platinum, are you?
(My blog can never have too many “Pete and Pete” references.)
I love “fall back” day. The spring in everyone’s step from that extra hour of sleep. The freedom from arcane 1910s policies developed to help farm workers. The fact that it won’t be pitch black till 8 a.m. anymore. (I’ve never minded the sun going down at 5 p.m. in the winter. That’s just a cue to our bodies that quitting time means pajamas and hot cocoa and cuddling in front of the TV are imminent.) Oh, and? The recent change in dates* for Standard Time mean that “fall back” day occasionally lands on my birthday. An additional hour of people paying slightly more attention to me than usual? Yes please.
Summer was hard for me this year. Spring was even worse. Fall has been much better. If this keeps up, I can’t wait to see what winter will bring.
* This also means, however, that we now only have about four months of actual, honest-to-goodness Standard Time. In other words, people should really stop using the time change as a marker for changing your smoke-detector batteries. Switch to the solstices or equinoxes or something.
