Here's what she said today:
At first, I thought, "What kind of arcane spring-summoning ritual is that?"
But then I looked at it again, and I realized it was just an excuse to be silly to combat blah winter feelings. And buddy, I've been having some winter blues. I complained to, like, three different groups of people yesterday about how I thought I might cry if I didn't see the sun soon.
It's been raining a lot. I miss the sun.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized Hoodie Hoo Day is exactly the sort of silly nonsense I would partake in, and it might be just the thing to perk up an otherwise gloomy day. I started pondering the feasibility of wandering out into the office parking lot at noon and hoodie-hooing a bit.
But then I realized if I went outside to hoodie-hoo today, it wouldn't be the silly, gleeful frolic I craved. It would actually look more like this:
Hoodie hoo, y'all. I miss the sun.
