I was walking outside with no jacket.
It was such an unusual, incredible, delightful, fabulous feeling. Almost like, ummmm, like Spring!
I met our lettercarrier on our street and told her I thought it was deck weather. Lori knows all about us and our deck habits. She said, if you're not moving it gets cold; bring a blanket.
And so I did.
I set myself up on the deck with a blankie and a book, and did the only thing any self-respecting deck-loving, warm-weather-worshiping person would do at a time like this.
I made myself a margarita.
I emailed my family -- because godforbid I do something and not report about it immediately:
In honor of Jacquie in San Elijo, and finally sitting on the deck after this insane winter.....
I'll be right over.....
A minute later, Julie responded:
Yes, please! I'm sitting on my front porch in the sun, listening to Fresh Air. That would be perfect!
Wouldn't it be nice to be on our porches together? And not apart?
And then Julie -- bless her heart -- replied:
As MB -- and Bill Sr. -- would say, "Atta Girl."
Jane chimed in:
Duuude. I wanna.
Jacquie -- who is in San Elijo and is basking in the sun while checking her phone, joined right in:
(She's very competitive)
Mom, who has never been, shall we say, technologically confident, totally joined the party by sending her own photo, and did a fine job: