Sweet mother of Christ, it was nice out yesterday! It'll be pretty today, and it's going to be absolutely stunning on Saturday. Come Sunday we will be reminded that all beauty is fleeting, but such is life. Such is spring. Such are the tides that carry us along through this world, with its torrential downpours and sun-strewn interludes. On days like this, enjoy what you have and worry not about tomorrow. (Seriously, don't worry about tomorrow, it's going to be crotch-hardeningly-or moisteningly, depending on your equipment-gorgeous.) It is so frigging great out there!
You could move to San Diego...
I have tried that. It's Prozac-like effect on my life proved null. Like most things in my life, I need extremes and the ability to hyperbolize them.
Sunny and warm with scattered boners.
This is the kind of day that calls for lying on a tapestry in some park, smoking a boatload of dope out of a coke can and listening to, like, 17 hours of Van Morrison.
So! Who wants to play hookie?
I. AM. DYING.
Last frost is usually around May 15 here so pardon me if I hate your guts. But! The snow has melted and the lawn is full of crocus so I rescind the hate.
The wife and kiddies were going to come downtown to meet me for lunch at nice public plaza. When I got to work, Outlook told me that I have a training webinar from noon to 1 pm. Boo.
Sign into webex, dial into call, hit mute, leave desk to frolic with wife & children. VOILA! Work/life balance.
Fidi also. My Outlook appointment was canceled. Does your wife like drifters?
Glorious! The first crocus is exciting, but the first lilac is world-altering. That'll be another month or so though... Fuck I love the smell of lilacs.
Will always remind me of furious adolescent makeouts, that smell. World-altering, indeed.
I really need a functional laptop so I can legitimately go sit in the park all day.
Ok ladies, it's safe to start wearing a lot less clothes (although ALWAYS check wind speed and direction, b/c those sunny spring days can be deceptive).
I think it's official Leg Shaving Day for those who take the winter off for some reason.
And I have to lose that winter fat before I can jog shirtless. Unfortunately, it's winter fat from 2007.
A pretty day outside is entirely separate from looking pretty outside.
So you saw me yesterday, clutching my skirt to my sides as I tried not to Marilyn in front of a shitload of tourists?
I have big plans for spending tomorrow on my roof, drinking beer and reading about child soldiers (fun times!) Y'all are welcome to come join me. BYOB.
Can I sit in your lap and have you read me stories?
Saw the first bluebonnets of the year today! Grabbing my laptop and heading to the front porch for the rest of the afternoon (I can't actually go to a park because Austin is under hipster siege at the moment).