Morning Haiku...(Okay, haikai)

...Spinning white and blue
in a candy-cane spiral,
happy as a clam...

Clouds hang down their heads.
Occasional tears fall down,
Where's my umbrella?

Flower Week at work;
Pastel hordes with nice handbags--
Eeek! Red-Hat ladies!

Cow-irker must leave;
We're treating her to dinner.
Applebees?! Ayy-Ya!!!

Kiss your loved ones as
you then sally off to work.
I'll air-kiss from here...