It’s almost March, and you know what that means, don’t you? Of course! We’re almost into one of my favorite parts of the year – the unabbreviated months.

From a newspaper standpoint, there are a few months out of the year that are never abbreviated, no matter what the context. Those months start in March and run through July, and thus make up some of the best months out of any year.

I’ve got nothing against months like January or October (I’m not a fan of February, which is easily the hardest month to pin down), but I love the unabbreviateds more than the rest of the year combined.

Let’s take a quick, unbiased look at what the two sections of the calendar year (abbreviated and unabbreviated months) have to offer:

• The unabbreviated months offer sun, summer, beaches, warm breezes, cool nights, fireworks, Moped Day, and sandals.
• The abbreviated months offer excessive cold, excessive heat (in August and September), sickness, and despair.

That’s it, case closed. In fact, if it wasn’t for the fact that I’m getting married in August this year, I’d say those abbreviated months are pretty much a wash.