There's No Place Like Home
Orange blossoms smell so much better than frozen snot. And everywhere there are beautiful flowers to welcome spring.
Mom is the best chef ever and her Eggplant Parmesan makes me weep with pleasure. This house smells like heaven. Suppose I can forgo my dairy-free diet tonight.
Can't wait.
So this is what hippie feet look like outside thermal socks and boots. Where are my toe rings?
Pictures from my youth. Oh my.
I still give that look.
posted by kate @ 3:57 PM
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Oh, don't give us that, spies tell me it rained like heck all afternoon ... and experience tells me Fla is going to smell like mold and be hot and humid and sweaty and basically unlivable in five, four, three ... Yeah, like May!
Not to mention the bugs....and the crowds of people everywhere you turn.....and the old folks driving like maniacs on the roads.......
so, we've run away, abandoned hubby and kids, have we?
Okay, you can gloat a little bit.
It snowed here last night.
Chase - You didn't even mention that picture with me giving four year-old attitude. And it's not being overlooked.
At least the moisture in the air can fill in all of my newly acquired Colorado wrinkles. Humidity is good for your skin, don't kid yourself.
And isn't there an acupuncture needle you should be sticking into your back right about now?
Just wonderin'...
Cool pix.
Little House on the Prairie, called, they want their dress back. Keep up the blogging.
Hey, I like this anonymous much better than the other one! Actually funny and kinda nice. I vote for this one!
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