The coming of spring...

Ah, I've now seen the first sign of spring in Minnesota.  Not the melting snow, piles of dirt-snow, the lessening of the ice, or the emergence of ginormous potholes... No, I'm speaking about inappropriate dressing.

While at Ridgedale Mall, I spotted a size 16 ass shoved into a pair of size 6 jean shorts.  Really?

So, after regurgitating my lunch in the nearest trash receptacle.  I felt a lightening of the spirit knowing that warmer days are ahead.

That, and Twins baseball opens tomorrow!!!  Go Twinkies!!!