Daylight Savings Time

Early Sunday morning at 2 AM the phenomenon known as Daylight Savings Time began and Molly thought we should go celebrate. She woke me up at precisely 2 AM so I could take her outside so she could fertilize the neighbors yard. I thought it was an unusual way to celebrate but Molly has always danced to the beat of her own drummer so I went with that. It was also 2 AM in the morning, what else was I going to do? Luckily the celebration didn't last long and I am just glad Molly didn't want to join the Polar Bear Club by jumping in the creek across the street. I celebrated with some Grey Goose Vodka and grape juice once we got in the house.