spring has sprung. no wait, spring sprung, and then relented. winter won. no, spring. no, winter. now, frost and then snow, all over my tulips and strawberries. sad face. saddest face: bear. the nose runneth and the eyes glasseth over and he's just tired and cranky. his brother and sister stand in line behind him, also "not feelin' 100%" as my ma used to say. still says.
our weekend looked a lot like the paragraph above. kids didn't leave the house. parents begged to leave the house. noses ran. tempers ran. lots of snuggles and kisses were given. food wasn't eaten.
such is the change of seasons, i suppose. i've always said that i like all 4 seasons just the way they were intended. that's why i could never live in florida, for instance. but this? where they can't decide? give me san diego perfectness any day!
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