Spring...?

Oh, March. You continually mess with every mind in Northeastern Ohio. You wake us up to a foot of snow on Friday morning, blowing winds, white outs, and treacherous roads. Then you melt the snow the very next day, and we're left to wade through the sludge. Yet you predict 55 and sunny on St. Pat's day...as if the drunks in this town need you nudging them toward cirrhosis.

I'm so damn ready for spring.

My winter blues aside, this weekend was glorious. Friday night I headed out with my little fam for dinner at the yacht club. Yes, the food is terrible. Yes, I have no choice but to eat there at least once every month. But the view? It's not a terrible feast for the eyes, even if the feast for the belly is lacking.

Saturday after a very lazy day at home we dropped the Bear off to spend the night with his Aunties before heading to a party to say goodbye to a friend that is moving to San Francisco for school. It was a glorious evening. In the old days, I would have stayed until seven am and power napped before heading out for a greasy breakfast. Alas, I am a parent now, so I headed home at a much more respectable 4 AM.

Sunday morning I popped up at the decadent hour of 8:00 to pick up the Bear and spend some time with my family. I came home to the greasy breakfast I was longing for, took a nap with the Bear, and enjoyed the rest of the day at home reading books, playing the piano, and enjoying the rest of Family Sunday (formerly, "Lazy Sunday").

In other news, discovering that you are important to someone that you were never really sure that you mattered to...is that not the coolest thing ever?

Coming up this week: walks with dogs, vegan cabbage and noodles, and (gasp) SOCIALIZING. Perhaps I will even leave the house twice in one week. Shocker!