It helps that we’ve had such glorious sunshine. Why oh why is it going to disappear as soon as my parents get here (and probably reappear when they leave)? The weathergods are cruel to me. Although not as cruel as my mother thinks. She’s always talking up the weather at their place: how warm and sunny it is, how the grass is greening up, how pretty the flowers/leaves/snowflakes are. It’s just soooo darn nice! she says. If she’s here and it’s nice, it’s I just can’t believe how darn nice it is! These are the only two options for weather conversations with her: how nice it is in Michigan and how surprising it is in Oregon.
What gives you energy? Quick! Name ten things!
- Walking on the beach
- A room full of teenagers
- Dancing (badly, in private)
- Sex (now forget you read that)
- Fresh flowers
- A freshly de-cluttered room
- A friendly debate
- Making other people laugh
- Blog comments - now gimme my energy drug!