I went to the gym four times last week--the first time of the year. I felt strong and good. I exercised for an hour home on Wednesday, and a half hour Saturday. I also walked with Lola--from 30 to 75 minutes each day.
I've been writing more blogposts recently: this will be the 21st in April. That's the best monthly count since last November. I wasn't actively trying to blog more, but it's nice to see. Maybe I can get around to other writing.
As we move into May, it finally feels like spring. Yes, we're still seeing chilly days--today it struggled to get in the 50's--but we'll bounce back faster to some warmth.
Lola's been getting better and better with other people, other dogs and the vacuum cleaner (still a work in progress.) She was very good at Taylor Farm today. I had her on the long leash. I didn't hold it, but could grab it if she ran anywhere I didn't like. I didn't have to. Twice she turned one way, but I wanted to go another. When I called her, she came to me. Yay Lola.
Nothing life-changing, but for now it's enough.
Monday, April 30, 2018
Friday, April 27, 2018
Box Seven: Riptide
Since I liked the first three books by Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child so much, my brother lent me a bagful more. Riptide was the fourth chronologically.
Here's a brief summary: a high tech team assembles to dig up buried pirate treasure on a mysterious island off the Maine coast.
I started thinking about the women in the Preston/Child books. All of the books I've read so far have multiple points-of-view. When I read Relic, I didn't realize that Relic was listed as part of the Pendergast series. I saw Margo Green as the main character in both Relic and its sequel Reliquary. Margo is a complex, fully-drawn character. So are the other major point-of-view characters: Aloysius Pendergast, Vincent D'Agosta and William Smithback.
The two stand-alone Preston/Child books I've read are Mount Dragon and Riptide. Although these also have multiple points-of-view, one narrator is prominent: Guy Carson in the former and Malin Hatch in the latter. Each book has a professional woman as a key part of the narrator's team who is exotic, voluptuous and gorgeous. That's it: they are barely more than caricatures whose bodies distract and entice the narrators. I can't even remember their names. In Riptide, the woman exposes "dangerous" amounts of leg and breast.
It's silly and bad writing. How can the team that created Margo in their first joint work fail so badly in Mount Dragon and Riptide?
That's a mystery I'd like to solve.
Here's a brief summary: a high tech team assembles to dig up buried pirate treasure on a mysterious island off the Maine coast.
I started thinking about the women in the Preston/Child books. All of the books I've read so far have multiple points-of-view. When I read Relic, I didn't realize that Relic was listed as part of the Pendergast series. I saw Margo Green as the main character in both Relic and its sequel Reliquary. Margo is a complex, fully-drawn character. So are the other major point-of-view characters: Aloysius Pendergast, Vincent D'Agosta and William Smithback.
The two stand-alone Preston/Child books I've read are Mount Dragon and Riptide. Although these also have multiple points-of-view, one narrator is prominent: Guy Carson in the former and Malin Hatch in the latter. Each book has a professional woman as a key part of the narrator's team who is exotic, voluptuous and gorgeous. That's it: they are barely more than caricatures whose bodies distract and entice the narrators. I can't even remember their names. In Riptide, the woman exposes "dangerous" amounts of leg and breast.
It's silly and bad writing. How can the team that created Margo in their first joint work fail so badly in Mount Dragon and Riptide?
That's a mystery I'd like to solve.
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Artist Receptions
I want to do more art-related activities. When I was actively taking myself on Artist Dates, I found many fun things to do. Highlights were going into NYC to see Edward Hopper and Jackson Pollack exhibits. I didn't have to go into the city. I also went to a Haitian art gallery in New Canaan and saw a play reading at Norwalk Community College. Sometimes I just went to a fun store.
On Saturday, two art shows opened in Norwalk, and Jeff and I went to the opening receptions. The first was Sea Views by Brec Morgan. I knew him as a sign painter and muralist. It was nice to see his paintings. Unfortunately, the venue was in an interior design store. It was crowded and hard to move around; I got claustrophobic.
The second reception was for a show called Transformations held at Oakhill Mansion on the grounds of St. Philip's Church in Norwalk. The mansion is beautiful with a majestic staircase, many fireplaces, large rooms, and Corinthian columns on the patio.
The artists had hung paintings along the first floor, up the staircase to the second. Several artists studios were open. Back on the first floor, there a pianist performing, a bar and several tables of food. Norwalk poet laureate, Laurel Peterson and others read poems, but Jeff I didn't stay for that.
Thanks FCBuzz.org for the event email.
On Saturday, two art shows opened in Norwalk, and Jeff and I went to the opening receptions. The first was Sea Views by Brec Morgan. I knew him as a sign painter and muralist. It was nice to see his paintings. Unfortunately, the venue was in an interior design store. It was crowded and hard to move around; I got claustrophobic.
The second reception was for a show called Transformations held at Oakhill Mansion on the grounds of St. Philip's Church in Norwalk. The mansion is beautiful with a majestic staircase, many fireplaces, large rooms, and Corinthian columns on the patio.
The artists had hung paintings along the first floor, up the staircase to the second. Several artists studios were open. Back on the first floor, there a pianist performing, a bar and several tables of food. Norwalk poet laureate, Laurel Peterson and others read poems, but Jeff I didn't stay for that.
Thanks FCBuzz.org for the event email.
Monday, April 23, 2018
Happy Anniversary Lola
It was two years ago yesterday that we picked up Lola from DAWS and brought her home.She was so scared; she retreated under our dining area table. She's come a long way--she's loving and playful and more confident.
I had to go grocery shopping in the morning; Jeff and Lola went to the Norwalk River Valley Trail. Then the three of us went to lunch at Sedona Tap House, before heading to Cranbury Park for a long hike. It was a beautiful day. We came home and enjoyed a steak dinner.
We love you Lola.
I had to go grocery shopping in the morning; Jeff and Lola went to the Norwalk River Valley Trail. Then the three of us went to lunch at Sedona Tap House, before heading to Cranbury Park for a long hike. It was a beautiful day. We came home and enjoyed a steak dinner.
We love you Lola.
Sunday, April 22, 2018
At The Gym
I walked into the gym Wednesday morning and saw something strange. A woman was on one of the ab machines and her headgear was flashing. At first I wondered if it was some kind of advanced machine measuring brainwaves during exercise.
When I got closer I realized it was flashing headphones with what looked like pointed ears or horns over a coonskin hat.
That was the weirdest thing I've seen at at the gym by far.
I like to go to the gym in the morning. I dress at home--t-shirt and leggings or shorts--no make-up, hair pulled back. I check out what others wear. I'm amazed at all the women in full make-up with jangly jewelry. I envy coordinated workout outfits. Several people wear heavy sweatpants and sweatshirts. I don't know how they can stand wearing all those clothes during a workout. I even hate wearing jewelry at the gym. I see a lot of UConn shirts. I was pleased to see a man in a University of Delaware sweatshirt--it gave me a feeling of camaraderie.
I also check out what people carry. I have a cosmetic bag with tissues, keys, my gym tag, lip balm, notebook and pencil to track my workouts. (If I didn't keep track, I'd think I worked out more often than I actually did.) Some women carry larger bags. One guy has an 8 by 10 notebook with detailed accounts of his workout, and he also has a package of Vitamin C drops.
One of my goals for the year is to hit the gym 150 times--roughly three times a week. My personal best was 103 visits in 2016. So far this year, I've gone 32 times. If I were on track, I would have 50 visits by the end of April. I can still achieve my goal, but it will take approximately 15 visits a month for the rest of the year. I'll just say that's unlikely.
When I got closer I realized it was flashing headphones with what looked like pointed ears or horns over a coonskin hat.
That was the weirdest thing I've seen at at the gym by far.
I like to go to the gym in the morning. I dress at home--t-shirt and leggings or shorts--no make-up, hair pulled back. I check out what others wear. I'm amazed at all the women in full make-up with jangly jewelry. I envy coordinated workout outfits. Several people wear heavy sweatpants and sweatshirts. I don't know how they can stand wearing all those clothes during a workout. I even hate wearing jewelry at the gym. I see a lot of UConn shirts. I was pleased to see a man in a University of Delaware sweatshirt--it gave me a feeling of camaraderie.
I also check out what people carry. I have a cosmetic bag with tissues, keys, my gym tag, lip balm, notebook and pencil to track my workouts. (If I didn't keep track, I'd think I worked out more often than I actually did.) Some women carry larger bags. One guy has an 8 by 10 notebook with detailed accounts of his workout, and he also has a package of Vitamin C drops.
One of my goals for the year is to hit the gym 150 times--roughly three times a week. My personal best was 103 visits in 2016. So far this year, I've gone 32 times. If I were on track, I would have 50 visits by the end of April. I can still achieve my goal, but it will take approximately 15 visits a month for the rest of the year. I'll just say that's unlikely.
Tuesday, April 17, 2018
Miscellaneous Tuesday Thoughts and Observations
It's tax day. Our accountant's secretary called at nine to say that they'd need a two-week extension to complete our return. It's mostly my fault; I didn't get them the materials until March 29. But they assured me as recently as last Thursday that taxes would be done today. So, annoying.
This year I'm also dealing with my mother's taxes. She misplaced one document, lost another, said she didn't get a third, didn't pay estimated taxes as directed. I found two documents, got another online. We'll figure it out from there.
I took my mother to the grocery store and bank today. We had lunch at her retirement community's bistro. The dining room no longer serves lunch. The bistro menu is shorter, but still has a good selection. Most importantly, the service is fairly efficient. It didn't take us one-and-a-half hours for lunch.
In our first visit the only dessert option was a sampler trio--three bites of different desserts--a macaroon, cheese cake and chocolate cake. Today we were given the option of a novelty ice cream. We got fudgesicles. Imagine my surprise to read on the label that they were genetically modified. Why would a fudgesicle be genetically modified? Maybe I don't want to know. At least the new flavor of Pretzel Crisps, Bacon Habanero, that I picked up at the grocery store were Non-GMO Project Verified.
On the way home from my mother's, I took Lola to the Norwalk River Valley Trail. She didn't finish the trail, but turned around before the end. She did the same with Jeff on Sunday. Wonder if that means anything.
It was a cold walk.The 70-degree days of Friday and Saturday are long gone.
The Mets bullpen imploded in the eighth inning last night, wasting a great start by Jacob deGrom. As I write this the Mets are down 5-2 to the Nationals and I'm depressed. At least Gary, Keith and Ron haven't pulled out the baseball cards tonight. They're probably too cold, even bundled up in their winter coats and gloves.
Jeff's mom fell on Saturday night. It's nothing serious, but she'll need to stay in the health center for a few days.
Tiring, frustrating day. I'd like to sleep until it warms up again.
This year I'm also dealing with my mother's taxes. She misplaced one document, lost another, said she didn't get a third, didn't pay estimated taxes as directed. I found two documents, got another online. We'll figure it out from there.
I took my mother to the grocery store and bank today. We had lunch at her retirement community's bistro. The dining room no longer serves lunch. The bistro menu is shorter, but still has a good selection. Most importantly, the service is fairly efficient. It didn't take us one-and-a-half hours for lunch.
In our first visit the only dessert option was a sampler trio--three bites of different desserts--a macaroon, cheese cake and chocolate cake. Today we were given the option of a novelty ice cream. We got fudgesicles. Imagine my surprise to read on the label that they were genetically modified. Why would a fudgesicle be genetically modified? Maybe I don't want to know. At least the new flavor of Pretzel Crisps, Bacon Habanero, that I picked up at the grocery store were Non-GMO Project Verified.
On the way home from my mother's, I took Lola to the Norwalk River Valley Trail. She didn't finish the trail, but turned around before the end. She did the same with Jeff on Sunday. Wonder if that means anything.
It was a cold walk.The 70-degree days of Friday and Saturday are long gone.
The Mets bullpen imploded in the eighth inning last night, wasting a great start by Jacob deGrom. As I write this the Mets are down 5-2 to the Nationals and I'm depressed. At least Gary, Keith and Ron haven't pulled out the baseball cards tonight. They're probably too cold, even bundled up in their winter coats and gloves.
Jeff's mom fell on Saturday night. It's nothing serious, but she'll need to stay in the health center for a few days.
Tiring, frustrating day. I'd like to sleep until it warms up again.
Sunday, April 15, 2018
The Mets Are Back!
I was wrong last night; the Mets lost. But they turned it around today and beat the Brewers 3-2, on Wilmer Flores' walk-off home run--the Mets' first of the season.
The Mets record is 12-2, the best in the National League, second only in the majors to the Red Sox who have a 13-2 record.
I relish the fact that the Mets are six games up on the Nationals.I hated how everyone counted the Mets out.
It may be early, but I believe.
The Mets record is 12-2, the best in the National League, second only in the majors to the Red Sox who have a 13-2 record.
I relish the fact that the Mets are six games up on the Nationals.I hated how everyone counted the Mets out.
It may be early, but I believe.
Saturday, April 14, 2018
Book Six: The Elegance of the Hedgehog
Interesting title.
I read this book on the recommendation of my sister-in-law. I believe my other sister-in-law and mother-in-law also read this.
I struggled through the book. There are two narrators--both are determined to hide their intellect, but feel superior to their neighbors in the hotel particulier.
I hated Paloma--the 12-year-old narrator--at first. She's a pretentious shit who knows so much more than anyone else that she plans to kill herself at age 13. Later I softened towards her.
Then there's Renee. A childhood trauma made her disguise herself into what she thinks others expect of a concierge. She was sympathetic, but annoying.
I didn't like the book at first. I gave myself 100 pages.Then I figured I should wait to the appearance of the Japanese man mentioned in the overleaf. At one point, I put the book down due to the glorification of grammar, especially the comma. Now I like grammar; I teach grammar, but the book was too much.
I kept going because I liked some things--the discussions about tea stands out.
I finished the book Friday morning, and cried at the end.
Am I glad I read it? I'd say yes, though my feelings are still mixed.
I read this book on the recommendation of my sister-in-law. I believe my other sister-in-law and mother-in-law also read this.
I struggled through the book. There are two narrators--both are determined to hide their intellect, but feel superior to their neighbors in the hotel particulier.
I hated Paloma--the 12-year-old narrator--at first. She's a pretentious shit who knows so much more than anyone else that she plans to kill herself at age 13. Later I softened towards her.
Then there's Renee. A childhood trauma made her disguise herself into what she thinks others expect of a concierge. She was sympathetic, but annoying.
I didn't like the book at first. I gave myself 100 pages.Then I figured I should wait to the appearance of the Japanese man mentioned in the overleaf. At one point, I put the book down due to the glorification of grammar, especially the comma. Now I like grammar; I teach grammar, but the book was too much.
I kept going because I liked some things--the discussions about tea stands out.
I finished the book Friday morning, and cried at the end.
Am I glad I read it? I'd say yes, though my feelings are still mixed.
Enjoy It While You Can
Yesterday and today were beautiful. Yesterday was sunny in the mid 70's, and we enjoyed a dog park Friday. Today was a bit cooler but sunny. After I tutored, Jeff, Lola and I met for an al fresco lunch at Sedona Tap House. Jeff had already taken Lola to the Norwalk River Valley Trail. After lunch all three of us went to Schenck's Island.
The good weather won't last. Already the temps have dropped about 20 degrees and are predicted to drop another 10 degrees tonight.
That leads me to the Mets. Last night I heard someone--a Yankees fan--at the dog park say wait until July 13th (before looking at the Mets record.) Last week a Mets fan help up a sign "Mets 161-1." That's a fun thought, but obviously can't happen. But the Mets 11-1 start can't be ignored. The Nats are 5.5 games back. At a minimum, the Mets have a cushion against their rivals.
As I write this, the Mets are down 4-1 in the 6th inning against the Milwaukee Brewers. I don't believe this is the end. I believe the Mets will find a way to win.
But one day, they won't. I'll enjoy this streak as long as I can.
The good weather won't last. Already the temps have dropped about 20 degrees and are predicted to drop another 10 degrees tonight.
That leads me to the Mets. Last night I heard someone--a Yankees fan--at the dog park say wait until July 13th (before looking at the Mets record.) Last week a Mets fan help up a sign "Mets 161-1." That's a fun thought, but obviously can't happen. But the Mets 11-1 start can't be ignored. The Nats are 5.5 games back. At a minimum, the Mets have a cushion against their rivals.
As I write this, the Mets are down 4-1 in the 6th inning against the Milwaukee Brewers. I don't believe this is the end. I believe the Mets will find a way to win.
But one day, they won't. I'll enjoy this streak as long as I can.
Rolling, rolling, rolling
The Mets won again last night beating the Milwaukee Brewers 6-5.
This extends the winning streak to nine; the overall 11-1 record is the best in the majors.
The Mets are the first NYC team to start a season with an 11-1 record since the 1955 Dodgers.
Closer Jeurys Familia earned his seventh save in 12 games.
LGM!
This extends the winning streak to nine; the overall 11-1 record is the best in the majors.
The Mets are the first NYC team to start a season with an 11-1 record since the 1955 Dodgers.
Closer Jeurys Familia earned his seventh save in 12 games.
LGM!
Friday, April 13, 2018
Another DPF
This one was much nicer than the first of the year. Today temps were in the mid-70's, and we had eight people show up. Lola and I met a lemon beagle puppy who had a spot on her head reminiscent of our beloved Spike.
Sorry I didn't get a photo of seven-month-old Autumn. We did get to see another beagle Daisy.
It started to get a bit chilly, so we left around 7:30. Before we left, I got a beautiful photo of the evening sky.
It started to get a bit chilly, so we left around 7:30. Before we left, I got a beautiful photo of the evening sky.
Wednesday, April 11, 2018
Every Day A New Record
On Monday the Mets tied their best start with an 8-1 record. Last night they made club history with a 9-1 record. Tonight the red-hot Mets won their eighth in a row for a 10-1 record.
It's the first time since 1991 the Mets swept a road trip of six games. It's also the first time a pitcher closed the first 6 of 10 games. Familia took a well-deserved night off tonight.
Recalled from the minors, Zach Wheeler was brilliant despite giving up a home run in the first inning. He only gave up one other hit.
A fan held up a sign tonight: Mets 161-1. It almost feels as if it could happen.
Let's go Mets!
It's the first time since 1991 the Mets swept a road trip of six games. It's also the first time a pitcher closed the first 6 of 10 games. Familia took a well-deserved night off tonight.
Recalled from the minors, Zach Wheeler was brilliant despite giving up a home run in the first inning. He only gave up one other hit.
A fan held up a sign tonight: Mets 161-1. It almost feels as if it could happen.
Let's go Mets!
National Pet Day
I vaguely remembered that it was National Pet Month, but didn't realize it was National Pet Day until my brother-in-law, Karl, told me. Luckily I had taken Lola to Winslow Park for about a 45 minute walk. It was around 50 degrees and sunny, so very pleasant. I'm not sure why but we hadn't been to Winslow for at least a month. We used to go every week.
Thank you Lola for your love and the good times we've had together.
Thank you Lola for your love and the good times we've had together.
Tuesday, April 10, 2018
Seen
Today I took Lola to Bruce Park in Greenwich. I had decided to go to Bon Ton to get some of the awesome crab cakes. It had been raw and lightly raining in the morning. When we arrived at Bruce Park at 3, it was sunny.
I saw many birds--ducks, swans, herons? egrets?
We also saw a few dogs, but no black squirrels. I got enough crab cakes for four meals. I was going to visit a friend, but that didn't work out. I'll go another day.
This may be our last wintry day. I hope.
I saw many birds--ducks, swans, herons? egrets?
We also saw a few dogs, but no black squirrels. I got enough crab cakes for four meals. I was going to visit a friend, but that didn't work out. I'll go another day.
This may be our last wintry day. I hope.
Monday, April 9, 2018
LGM
I couldn't stay up to watch the Mets last night--I don't like when the Mets play the ESPN Sunday night games. Happy to see this morning that the Mets won in the 12th inning. That's five straight wins.
I started thinking about the 2015 season. The Mets won 11 straight in April. The streak ran from April 12 to April 23 (Game 6 through Game 16.) Funny I remembered it wrong--I thought the streak started on Opening Day. This year's streak started April 2 (Game 4.)
Let's Go Mets! Let's keep it going.
I started thinking about the 2015 season. The Mets won 11 straight in April. The streak ran from April 12 to April 23 (Game 6 through Game 16.) Funny I remembered it wrong--I thought the streak started on Opening Day. This year's streak started April 2 (Game 4.)
Let's Go Mets! Let's keep it going.
Saturday, April 7, 2018
DPF Season is Here
It was supposed to rain or snow all day yesterday. Luckily that prediction was wrong. I stayed in and did laundry during a morning of rain and snow showers.
Around 4:30, I was getting ready to take Lola to Taylor Farm; I saw it was sunny. I grabbed my bag--previously packed with a bottle of red wine and glasses and headed out.
Lola and I had been at the park for 20 minutes when I got a group text asking about DPF. I replied that I was already at Taylor Farm and it was pretty nice. About a half an hour later, there were five of us welcoming the first DPF of the season.
Here's to many more.
Around 4:30, I was getting ready to take Lola to Taylor Farm; I saw it was sunny. I grabbed my bag--previously packed with a bottle of red wine and glasses and headed out.
Lola and I had been at the park for 20 minutes when I got a group text asking about DPF. I replied that I was already at Taylor Farm and it was pretty nice. About a half an hour later, there were five of us welcoming the first DPF of the season.
Here's to many more.
Thursday, April 5, 2018
Mets Spoil the Nats' Home Opener
There was a time when I rooted for the Nationals, but it didn't last. Now they're the Mets' biggest divisional rivals. Normally, I don't relish the role of a spoiler. This time I said, go for it.
Many had counted out the Mets before the first pitch of the season. Instead the Mets made a statement, winning 8-2.
There are many more games to come. But I relish this one.
Many had counted out the Mets before the first pitch of the season. Instead the Mets made a statement, winning 8-2.
There are many more games to come. But I relish this one.
Happy Birthday Bette Davis
As I noted the date today, I remembered it meant something, but what? Oh yeah, Bette.
TCM is commemorating the day by showing a series of Bette's films with offerings ranging from 1936, The Golden Arrow and The Petrified Forest, to 1965, The Nanny. There were also bonuses yesterday as part of a series of Michael Curtiz directed films, including 1932's The Cabin the the Cotton.
It's always a pleasure to see a series of Bette Davis films. I like to think of what films I'd include. She had quite a career.
TCM is commemorating the day by showing a series of Bette's films with offerings ranging from 1936, The Golden Arrow and The Petrified Forest, to 1965, The Nanny. There were also bonuses yesterday as part of a series of Michael Curtiz directed films, including 1932's The Cabin the the Cotton.
It's always a pleasure to see a series of Bette Davis films. I like to think of what films I'd include. She had quite a career.
Wednesday, April 4, 2018
Seasonal Paradox--A Poem
Seasonal paradox
snow showers greet daffodils and crocuses.
Written in 2009
snow showers greet daffodils and crocuses.
Written in 2009
Norwalk's Lit Crawl
Last night was Norwalk's Fifth Annual Lit Crawl.Somehow I missed the first three. I heard about last year's crawl, but had to work at a college fair event.
The night started at the Wall Street Theater with a bunch of speeches and applause for local politicians and volunteers. I got there late, but still felt the self congratulations took too long. Actually they could have been dispensed with completely.
Attendees were asked to donate $10 to a selection of literary charities. Readers, of either their own or others' works, signed up in March (I blew the deadline.) The four poetry venues were restaurants in the Wall Street area and offered complimentary appetizers.
I expected a progressive crawl where all attendees would go together to all the locations. Instead, all venues had readers from 6:30 to 8 PM--you could stay in one spot or move around. I went to all venues, but managed to miss all the people I knew.
I enjoyed the evening and heard some good poetry. It was nice to get out even though it was a rainy, gloomy night.
The night started at the Wall Street Theater with a bunch of speeches and applause for local politicians and volunteers. I got there late, but still felt the self congratulations took too long. Actually they could have been dispensed with completely.
Attendees were asked to donate $10 to a selection of literary charities. Readers, of either their own or others' works, signed up in March (I blew the deadline.) The four poetry venues were restaurants in the Wall Street area and offered complimentary appetizers.
I expected a progressive crawl where all attendees would go together to all the locations. Instead, all venues had readers from 6:30 to 8 PM--you could stay in one spot or move around. I went to all venues, but managed to miss all the people I knew.
I enjoyed the evening and heard some good poetry. It was nice to get out even though it was a rainy, gloomy night.
Monday, April 2, 2018
April Snow
It snowed today--April 2nd. Not fun.
It had already been snowing for awhile when I got up, and it snowed through the morning. We got about four inches of snow, By the afternoon, it was all mostly slush and puddles.
I feel like March consisted primarily of slush and puddles except for the worst days.
I remember hearing that washing your face with April snow would make you beautiful. I can't find any back up to this idea using google, so who knows where it came from. I figured it was some kind of silver lining for having to endure snow in April.
This is it for us. Right?
It had already been snowing for awhile when I got up, and it snowed through the morning. We got about four inches of snow, By the afternoon, it was all mostly slush and puddles.
I feel like March consisted primarily of slush and puddles except for the worst days.
I remember hearing that washing your face with April snow would make you beautiful. I can't find any back up to this idea using google, so who knows where it came from. I figured it was some kind of silver lining for having to endure snow in April.
This is it for us. Right?
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