Dis and Dat

We're in the in-between time. Spring is all about in-between, here and there, dis and dat. People are all, "It rains and then it snows and then it hails and then it's nice . . . where is Spring?!"

And I reply, "That is spring."

I'm kind of a Spring weather guru.

Clearly.

Anyway!

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.

Field Trip!!

Sammy Meatballs couldn't get enough of us. Of Michelle, mostly, but still. I think he loved us all.

Especially Michelle.

And then we realized in our, um, exuberance the evening before we may or may not have forgotten everything. Eveyone. One one:

Sigh. We did.

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:

Charcoal in spite of it:

Abd best of all:

First Signs.