It’s spring and the flowers are blooming, the birds are singing, and the sky is bluer than ever.

The bugs are also out, the air is dry and my sinuses are staying congested.

If you’ve seen me driving in my car recently, you’ve probably caught a glimpse of me with my newfound friend Kleenex up to my face as I attempt to get the “yuckiness” out of my system. Sorry for the visual, but hey, most of you understand where I am coming from.

And if you’ve seen me outside, you probably thought I was going crazy because my various bug battles look like random, spastic, solo movements from afar.

As if that wasn’t enough, the Concert of the Birds usually begins at about 5:30 a.m. Needless to say I am attempting to sleep at that hour, but I can’t because the birds outside my window want to sing to me. I guess I should feel lucky, but I don’t. Only feelings of wanting to sleep in peace continue to dance around in my head.

But spring also has its better moments like baseball, cookouts and warm weather.

Only thing about the heat is that I am constantly shocking my system because it’s 100 degrees out there and 30 inside the office. O.K. maybe I exaggerated a bit, but that’s what it feels like to me. I even have to wear a sweater after about 10 minutes at my desk.

And the cookouts are fun, but I am forced to pile my plate with potato salad and macaroni. After all it’s a very rare occasion that people actually cook something I might eat when it comes to the meat category.

I don’t eat red meat, I don’t do swine and I only eat seafood, and turkey and chicken breast. That means no hot dogs, hamburgers, or wings for me. Thanks, but I’ll pass.

A friend of mine began this ongoing joke about two years ago. She says if it’s not chicken breast or rice, I won’t eat it.

That’s not true though. I eat other stuff. It just so happens most of the things I enjoy aren’t available in bulk, or if they are – it’s probably one of the most expensive things in the store.

As for the baseball, well I’d rather sit under the air conditioner. After all outdoors has everything I despise. Bugs, heat and sometimes, depending on what day it is, a horrible odor.

But it’s spring – the most beautiful season of the year and everyone should frolic through the dandelions.

Unless of course you have allergies like I do, which is another reason for me to have an arsenal of tissue wherever I go.

Pocket packs, rectangular boxes, and/or square packs of various “facial tissues” can be found in my purse, car and just about every room in my house. It’s almost scary, but I have to be prepared when the situation calls for something softer than the brown paper towels most bathrooms are stocked with.

However it is spring and I am just going to have to deal with it- bugs, allergies, sinus problems, heat and all. So I’ll shut up and take it like the woman I am. Just promise not to look at me funny if I come to interview you with a red nose and a box of Kleenex under my arm.