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This morning, the day after the 8th (or was it 9th?) Smog Day of the year (on MAY 10! Can we all get behind this real quick, please?), I naturally opened my windows. I’ve spent the entire winter with my windows closed (most of the time because they were frozen shut – I love living in Canada) and at the first sign of something that could remotely be called warmth, open they go.

WHAT WAS I THINKING??

Since then, I’ve been wheezing, sneezing and crying. Ah, Spring in the big city! Of course, this means a commensurate souring of mood – the word ‘crabby’ does not begin to describe things around here. To paraphrase the immortal words of Thumper’s mother, since I can’t say anything nice, I won’t say anything (much) at all.

Besides, I’m spending the day with my new best friend.