I turn 29 at 11am today. I'm officially on the brink of adulthood. I know, as kids you consider yourself to be an adult when you can drive, when you can buy lottery tickets, when you can drink alcohol. For some odd reason, turning thirty feels like that final let-go of adolescence. *shrugs*

I'll probably change my mind when I actually turn 30.

My mom had a fairy house made for me for my birthday. I still need to finish it. In the town I work in, they're all over the place. Google even has one. [link]

Anyway, that wasn't my rant.

My rant is how annoying spring is. I spent all winter looking forward to flowers and 50-60 degree weather. Now that it's warm, I'm wishing it was cold again.

• The birds are back and pooping all over everything. I love birds, but I don't love it when I can't avoid getting pooped on when I walk outside.
• The bugs are back. I freaking hate bugs, especially when they're in my house.
• Poison ivy is back.
• Jerkwads are back. You don't notice the jerkwads when it's freezing out and everyone is bundled up just trying to stay warm. When it's nice out, their windows are down, they bark at you hanging out the window (humans, not dogs), they blare their music, they almost T-bone you when they neglect to stop at a stop sign because they're oogling two fully clothed high schoolers walk. Oh, and the WORST is the fatty-fatterson that looked like The Penguin obviously LEERING at two girls jogging. PEDOPHILE.

UGH!! I can't even enjoy the weather and walk my dog without some jerkwad ruining my day! At least when it was cold, I didn't HEAR them through their rolled up windows.