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Why spring forward

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Don Groves

In like a lion out like a lamb.

I still remember coloring lions and lambs in elementary school each March as we students grew antsy because of the approaching spring.

Today I still get antsy about spring. I find myself walking around the yard looking for signs of tulips, hyacinths and daffodils while trying to remember what kind of spring bulbs I put out where last fall. Already I have two kinds of tomatoes and three kinds of peppers sprouting from seed in the basement.

Spring is a month filled with celebration in my family too. We have more than a half dozen birthdays this month, which mean lots of cake and lots of gifts.

I welcome spring and enjoy it all except for one thing — daylight saving time.

Daylight saving time has to be the most nonsensical thing ever created. Just as my body adjusts to the sun’s natural rising and setting idiots throughout the state and nation tell us to “spring forward” by moving the hands of an unnatural device.

Disrupting bed time isn’t healthy. In fact the Monday after the time change has been called “one of the most dangerous days of the year.” Medical researchers say heart attacks, traffic accidents and workplace accidents increase by as much as 8 percent following the change to daylight saving time.

Daylight saving time not only disrupts one’s circadian rhythm, it’s a pain to reset all the watches and clocks at our house, especially the clocks in the vehicles. It usually takes me 15 minutes of trying to remember which combination of buttons to push before I finally resort the vehicles’ owner’s manuals.

The idea that daylight saving time saves energy is ludicrous. With more daylight in the evening we’re supposed to be using less electricity because we don’t need as much artificial lighting but that doesn’t mean we’re still not flipping on light switches. We’re just turning on lights every morning when we would much rather still be in bed.

And don’t think for a minute we’re getting an “extra hour” of daylight. Even with the time change there are still only 24 hours in a day. It’s like the quote attributed to the old American Indian: “Only the government would believe you could cut a foot off the top of a blanket, sew it on the bottom and have a longer blanket.”

No, I have no use for daylight saving time and would like to see its end. I can see only two benefits of daylight saving time. One, it’s a reminder for people everywhere to change the batteries in the smoke alarms and, two, the time change precedes National Napping Day, a day that encourages people to take a nap to make up for the time lost the day before.

I welcome spring. I do so every year but I’m not fond of springing forward.

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Last Updated on Tuesday, 12 March 2013 17:52
 

Keeping Easter candy a challenge

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Don Groves

On Sunday we bought some Easter candy for our granddaughters.

By Monday afternoon we realized we were going to have to buy more candy, especially chocolate and jellybeans.

I’m partly guilty for eating some of the candy. After looking through the bag of Hershey Miniatures I discovered some Mr. Goodbars and, wanting to protect my youngest granddaughter from choking on the chocolate covered peanut bars, I ate them. All of them.

But of course once a bag of candy is open it’s already halfway gone. Hannah and Allison soon picked out their favorites so by Monday afternoon all that was left was about a half dozen Hershey Kisses. Gone were the Peanut Butter Cups, the Krackel bars, the milk chocolate bars and the dark chocolate bars (I grabbed those, too, because I find it hard to decided between dark chocolate and Mr. Goodbar when there’s a choice).

While the chocolate disappeared quickly, I managed to get a few more of the jellybeans but only because fewer of us like them. Hannah and I found a bag of black licorice jellybeans while searching for Easter candy and made no pretense of buying it for my granddaughters.

Hannah and I tore into the jellybeans as soon as we got home Sunday and were quick to have blackened smiles from the chewy goodies.

“That stuff stinks,” Allison told us.

“Oh no,” we tried to convince her. “It’s good,” we said even though secretly we were glad we wouldn’t have to worry about her finishing them off.

Hannah and I did, however, have to share our licorice jellybeans with Christy, who made a half-hearted attempt to stash some of them away. By noon Monday, though, when I went home to make us lunch, I found the jellybeans, grabbed a few and tucked the bag away again.

The hiding place wasn’t good enough, though, and by the time we got home from work Monday afternoon Hannah had found the bag and finished off the jellybeans before Christy and I’d had our full share.

Of the Easter candy we managed to save one bag of candy coated chocolate eggs, which means we’ll be buying more to fill our granddaughters’ Easter baskets. And we limited our consumption of Cadbury Eggs to one each out of a pack of five except for Christy, who got two.

She knows she doesn’t have to squirrel away her favorite and we know not to touch it.

Editor Don Groves can be contacted at This e-mail address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it .

 
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