The Hugs

Remember I talked about hugs last week?

Yeah . . . 

. . . I got myself another good one.

My vaxed-up Girl Nancy and her vaxed-up peeps cam down and we had ourselves a long, long, long-awaited Time.

Merry Christmas!

And yes, the sky was yellow and the sun was blue.

photo cred: mygirlnancy

We celebrated with long-planed Veuve . . . 

photo cred: mygirlnancy

. . . and not-at-all-long-planned Jonny Salmon Tray.

photo cred: mygodson

We did a Field Tour . . .  

photo cred: mygodson

. . . and Pooprah was on High Alert for all falling orts . . . 

. . . and we had ourselves a Time.

My godson took a selfie for his friend -- my first-cousin-once-removed Kate, because, well, that's just how small this world of ours is . . . 

. . . if you want to get really meta -- and of course you do -- here's a photo of the selfie being taken.

. . . meta times three . . . 

Oh wait, what? More besties in the mix? I mean, this Life we get to live . . . 

We got Recovery Room take out and neither Jonny nor Mistah is in any photos and Nancy and I have our mouths full in every photo and that is why this is perfection.

I take all credit for my godson being gorgeous and also a great kid. You're welcome.

Here are words I have not said in well over a year: hair by Jennie. 

More accurately: haircut and blowout by Jennie; hair color by DNA.

Man, did we have ourselves a Time.

And that hug was everything.

All Vaxed Up

 Here's what happens when you get all vaxed up.

You have anniversary friends over to say howdy-do . . . 

. . . and you get close.

And it's weird, and it's hard to get used to, and it is also the most delicious and delightful thing in the entire world.

Look out, future. We vaxed are coming atchya. 'Course we'll still be wearing masks and hand-sanitizing at every turn . . . 

. . . but still.

Oh, and in the meantime, the world is popping and changing and has grown downright gorgeous.

Yesterday was all about Mistah's study of this tree . . . 

. . . and its friend The Tree.

Thank you, Trees.

See the rest of you vaxie friends soon.

Sticks

First of all, this is how I look when I talk to my cousins on zoom.

I know, right? I don't get to talk to them very often, but when I do, they bring all the joy to my life.

And plus? I had a sister or two on there also, and that made it all the everything. Because the only thing better than cousins? Is sisters.

I miss those gorgeous peeps of mine.

Second of all, wanna see some new sticks we planted? Of course you do because everybody on the planet wants to see planted sticks.

Stick 1 = butterfly bush #1

Stick 2 = butterfly bush #2

Stick 3 = hydrangea.

Sticks!

Thank you, cousins. Thank you, sisters. Thank you, stick-delivering friends. 

And thank you my glorious new hugging -- hugging! -- lovelies.

I'm looking at you, Ozzy. And you, Mom. And the rest of you . . . 

. . . well, you know who you are.

Bring it on, new world.

And thanks for the gloriousness of this Spring.

I'll Show You Cute

 I saw so many adorable photos of so many adorable wee ones yesterday . . . 

. . . but I ask you people . . . 

Can you beat this?

Or this?

Or this?

My friend asked me, "What was in your purse?"

I looked at him like he was crazy.

"Tissues!"

I mean, duh.

Here's to all the cuteness in the world, always.