If Spring Were A Woman, I Would Kick Her ___!

Spring in Oklahoma is such a tease. If she were a woman no man would ever date her!

One day it will be gorgeous and I will begin to think "YAY Spring!", then the next day it will snow and I think "Spring, you sneaky b*!?ch".

But her foulest trick came today. It is 78 degrees, the sun is shining and I'm dying to get out of the office and enjoy this day. And honestly I need something at this point to cheer me up because Gentleman is out of town and I'm missing the crap out of him!
Side note: I should really blog when Gentleman is in town because looking back at past blogs it sounds like he is always out of town or he's my imaginary Gentleman.
I walk out at lunch and almost get knocked off my feet by a gust of wind that had to be 800 mph. I get to my car finally which was a feat because my hair was violently lashing at my face and eyes, and of course I put on a fresh coat of lip gloss before I left work so my hair is also sticking to my lips. I am exhausted from fighting the wind and sink into the seat of my car in relief. But Spring was having none of that! She graciously sent another hurricane force gust which in turn slammed the car door on my leg.

I don't think I like her anymore!