>After a horrendous weekend of illness, car wrecks, inches of snow and below freezing temperatures, I was over it. It’s time. I don’t care if it’s February – IT. IS. TIME. FOR. SPRING.
So today I went about creating it.
I wore a bright orange patterned shirt that screams sunshine and poppies (but not in a creepy Wizard of Oz poppies-will-make-you-sleep way). Short sleeved, even. And I was rewarded with a nice, above-freezing day (that’s all I’m asking for, people).
I put on Carole King and danced around with Olive, and then we did watercolors while singing.
I rejoiced yet again that Southwest will be flying in to Minneapolis starting in March. Hello, friends. Did I mention that the promo says $49 one way? That’s less than $100 round trip…..
I watched President Obama speak (God, I love that man) while Olive ran around chirping “obama, obama, obama”… after I reminded her that his name isn’t “tu mama.”
(Oh, and Congress? Thanks for those 57 policemen. We need them here.)
And as I cried while watching, she came over to me and said, “Don’t be sad, Mama. You’re a good mama, and I love you all the time.”