I didn't order the tickets until the last minute, so we ended up in the nosebleed seats, and apparently my daughter has inherited my fear of heights. But happily, she took my advice (in through the nose, out through the mouth... breathe, just breathe...) and was soon dancing, clapping and singing along. We had a wonderful time, just the two of us. And no, I have still not decided which mover I have a bigger crush on... (though Scott's in the lead. I've always had a thing for long hairs.)
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
A Celebration
I could have been folding laundry
or making the bed
or preparing lunch
sweeping
vacuuming
or unpacking another box
but instead
I shaved my legs
put on white capris
and painted my toenails turquoise blue
(which doesn't suit me)
because
yesterday
I saw the forsythia blooming
and today
the sun is shining.
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