And this was my deck this past weekend:
Can you believe it?
Open doors and t-shirts . . .
. . . bare feet and thumbs-up . . .
. . . and other digits up, too.
MB and Mark and Bill and I woke up at our house, Nancy and Jon drove down, and we immediately cracked open a bottle of champers.
My Girl Nancy and I solve a lot of the world's problems over a glass of champagne. Especially when we're on a warm, sunny deck, with snow on the ground below us. And despite my eyes still being half-closed from staying out late, listening to our boys play, the night before.
MB, sadly, seems to have been in the shower the whole time the camera was out. She and Mark and Billy were headed to a bar to watch the UConn game (shocking, I know, given Mark's fabulous ensemble) at noon; Nancy, Jon and I were headed to Avery Point for the ECC high school swim championship meet.
I'd made a big baked ziti extravaganza Thursday night, in anticipation, and we all enjoyed a lovely ziti breakfast together at 11:30. Garnering strength for all the day's activities.
Spring's not here, not yet. But it was like a miracle to get our first tiny taste.