And I reply, "That is spring."
I'm kind of a Spring weather guru.
During this in-between, dis and dat time our lovely friends texted us,
"We're planning an excursion to westerly packing- need anything? Or want to come along?"
Oh, do we.
Oh, and did we.
And then we realized in our, um, exuberance the evening before we may or may not have forgotten everything. Eveyone. One one:
The only good thing about the whole debacle was the absence of a person enabled us to fold down the middle console in the back seat to unearth the drink holders.
Well, that and we got a lot of steaks and seafood.
Okay. Dis and Dat.
Puddles during the endlessly rainy -- and snowy -- weekend: