I’m wearing pink today and cleaning up a frenzy–because it’s spring and I’m happy.
I don’t care who says differently–the calendar, the groundhog–it’s spring and I know it.
Exhibit A:
My hyacinths are blooming.
Exhibit B:
It hit 70 degrees yesterday.
Exhibit C:
We had dandelion greens on our burgers for supper last Saturday.
Exhibit D:
I’m wearing pink.
So sorry, calendar. So sorry, groundhog. You got it wrong this time.
If you need me, I’ll be upstairs vacuuming the baseboard.
Welcome to the ramblings of my overworked, underpaid brain! I'm Cristy, and I’m a mid-twenties, doubleknotted bride–I tied the knot with Christ (or rather, He with me) sometime during my girlhood; I tied the knot with Tim in June, 2009. By God’s grace, doubleknotted laces (and marriages) don’t come untied. Still, there’s much rough ground to cover (not to mention a sinkful of dirty dishes to do) in my doubleknotted boots, and many lessons to learn along my journey toward old-married-dom.
#1 by Maria on February 6, 2012 - 1:35 pm
This post makes me happy and cheerful Cristy! It’s like a beam of sunshine
#2 by joannamv on February 26, 2012 - 7:50 pm
You’re behind the times girlio! The daffodils bloomed a month before this blog post!