Wednesday, February 17, 2010

February. Ugh.

You know you've got the mid-winter blahs when you tour a preschool with your husband, and all either of you remark on is the light! The light! What wonderful sunlight these rooms get! We are in love with this school and this glorious thing you have called light! Where do we sign up?

Seriously, if we spend one more solid weekend holed up in our condo, we're all gonna kill each other.

Dear Summer,

If I do not make it, please know that I always loved you.

2 comments:

Maggie and Mike said...

I understand.

jessica said...

I know a semi-sunny and warmer place...