First off: You. So many new people made their way here last month via Habit, and I have not been able to respond to each and every comment properly. All I can say is thank you. Thank you for visiting this poor neglected space. Thank you for saying hello. Your comments boueyed me through the funk of February and March, which as we all know, can be quite the funk. And friends already near and dear, your words are a constant source of inspiration, and I don't say so often enough. Honestly people, if there were such a thing as a virtual group hug, I would initiate one right now.
Second: pink blossoms. The weather plays me like a mandolin. Fake spring, which usually arrives in February, is full of 60 degree days and sunshine, and then the sky explodes and hail wreaks havoc, and the rain washes everything away til June. I am such a sucker. I fall for it every year. But cherry trees have a way of changing all the wet into magic. In desperate need of some face time with the dainty pinkness, Bradley and I went on a blossom hunt. While he looked for worms to roll around on (oh dogs), I was looking up. So glad I did. I feel better already.
Third: Making progress. Slowly. Sure I am failing at half the list already, but so far, I've managed to take a trip to the coast, buy a guest bed with part of our tax return money, keep up with 52 weeks (take a gander), and the pup is doing SO SO SO SO well. Even managed to dance barefoot with Mister Scout just last night. In the hallway. I think it counts.
Fifth: This print.
Sixth: A surprise for you in the coming week! I am a terrible tease.
Seventh: Did I mention you?
Hoping your weekend is grand as can be...