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Sunday, April 20, 2008
Spring
11:26 AM | 
Posted by
Christine
I hereby officially declare that it is spring.
My crocuses and daffodils are in bloom, my lilacs are budding, the grass is turning green, and the rabbits have eaten all of my tulips.
Oh, and I have ants invading my kitchen. But that's another story. As with any insect that invades my space, they will die. Most likely in a horrible, tragic way.
I also have the world's cutest bird nest in my back yard. It seems the chickadees like the lilacs as much as I do, and they have made a little home out of twigs, grass, and salvaged raffia and Christmas tree tinsel. I'm looking forward to watching them throughout the summer.
As a bonus, M took me out for my birthday last night - it was a welcome break in my routine. It seems like it's been forever since I've left the house on a purely social mission - a few glasses of wine, great food, and laughter will cure a lot of what ails you. As, of course, will winning two out of three games of gin rummy (this is a total coup, of course. Either he threw them to make me feel better, or the luck of the Polish was with me. I don't anticipate a repeat performance any time in the near future). Between being sick, working like a mad woman, and being on a worrying streak, I've not been terribly much fun lately.
Today, I feel fun.
I'm going to grab a book and lay outside in the sun until I get sleepy, and then I'm going to come inside and take a nap on my couch. After that, I'm heading over to pick up the boy, where we will eat pizza and cake with his dad, share a little birthday celebration (Mark's was this past week, too), and play some Guitar Hero.
This evening, I'm going to open keep all of the windows open and light a hundred candles in my house. I'll pop in Dave Brubeck's Time Out, pour a glass of wine, and futz around the house.
I'm due for a couple of great days, damn it.
My crocuses and daffodils are in bloom, my lilacs are budding, the grass is turning green, and the rabbits have eaten all of my tulips.
Oh, and I have ants invading my kitchen. But that's another story. As with any insect that invades my space, they will die. Most likely in a horrible, tragic way.
I also have the world's cutest bird nest in my back yard. It seems the chickadees like the lilacs as much as I do, and they have made a little home out of twigs, grass, and salvaged raffia and Christmas tree tinsel. I'm looking forward to watching them throughout the summer.
As a bonus, M took me out for my birthday last night - it was a welcome break in my routine. It seems like it's been forever since I've left the house on a purely social mission - a few glasses of wine, great food, and laughter will cure a lot of what ails you. As, of course, will winning two out of three games of gin rummy (this is a total coup, of course. Either he threw them to make me feel better, or the luck of the Polish was with me. I don't anticipate a repeat performance any time in the near future). Between being sick, working like a mad woman, and being on a worrying streak, I've not been terribly much fun lately.
Today, I feel fun.
I'm going to grab a book and lay outside in the sun until I get sleepy, and then I'm going to come inside and take a nap on my couch. After that, I'm heading over to pick up the boy, where we will eat pizza and cake with his dad, share a little birthday celebration (Mark's was this past week, too), and play some Guitar Hero.
This evening, I'm going to open keep all of the windows open and light a hundred candles in my house. I'll pop in Dave Brubeck's Time Out, pour a glass of wine, and futz around the house.
I'm due for a couple of great days, damn it.
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