Ah. Finally. April. That wonderful month of foolishness. It is springtime, so I will inevitably find myself feeling quite spontaneous and filled with folly, not only on the 1st, but throughout the entire month. Spring does that to me. I get starry eyed and hopeful and act on impulses and dreams that, any other time of the year, I would set aside for further consideration. Call me an April fool, but I waited all winter for this. Welcome April! I think you have always been my favorite.