Summertime summertime sum-sum-summertime...

aka...Here comes the sun, doot-n-doo-doo, here comes the sun...and I say, it's all right.

And almost everytime I see "all right" in print...I think of my sophomore year English teacher. I just wish I could remember his name. I used to remember. Hell, I used to remember a lot of things. Now I've dipped so low in lack-of-memory-dom I couldn't even remember to make a friggin' salad for the work carry-in today...when I just bought the ingredients at the store LAST NIGHT and they were sitting ON THE COUNTER. Good one. Dumbass. Anyway Mr. so-and-so (Chesterton people, help me out, he had a beard, his wife worked at CHS, too) used to write on the board:

"Alright is alwrong" - and that's how I remember to always spell it correctly.

But I digress.

Spring has sprung! Tulips, weeping cherry, almond bush, sand cherry...all blooming. Lots of other things peeking their heads above ground getting ready to bloom. Alex and Owen mowed their little butts off this weekend. So glad we had the tractor worked on over the winter. Joy was commenting about this awhile ago, that it was too early...I had to laugh, because I sent our tractor in to have it winterized and the blades replaced back in November, I think. Was great not to have to worry about it this spring.

Megan is getting married this weekend!!! I can't believe it's already here. I'm so looking forward to it. Functions at the club always come with great stories. Even UB's funeral had it's own twisted tale to tell. What in the HELL am I going to wear?? Shit. I haven't even thought that far ahead yet. And I'm not going to have any time this week to shop. I mean, Thursday night I have to go and drink 500 different wines for crap's sake, and I can't even TALK about the food that's going to be there. OMG...even if I DID have time to shop, would I still be able to fit into the damn dress on Saturday without a full colonic?? GAH!

Opening day Saturday, too...Owen's very first baseball game. I bought his cleats last night - you've never seen a boy more excited. He had to try on his whole uniform then to make sure it all fits. He looks so sharp. We decided to wear the pant bottoms high like Crede. Owen likes that look. There will be pictures after the weekend. of everything.

Aaaaaaaand...the Jimmer has a 'Jill'...there has been actual visual confirmation of this. She's real, according to Julie, and breathes in and out and everything. Hopefully we'll all get to meet her on Saturday???

So spring flowers, spring wedding, spring baseball, spring love...loaded the frig with white wine...almost time to retire the reds for me. Think spring! (whatever that means to you)