he is completely obsessed with cars. lightning mcqueen and tow mater rank above any and all family members.
ranunculas have arrived at your local trader joes, errybody.
we watched parenthood together. she's equally perplexed by the joel/julia situation. it's written all over her face.
I'm doing it. I'm talking about the weather. I'm going to go stab my eye out now.
If I'm being honest, between the weather and a few other things, the last few months have been hard on me. Suffice it to say, we're ready for you spring. And if you don't deliver some significantly warmer temperatures and melted snow within the next thirty days (or three?), Massachusetts will have one less homeowner. Yeah, you heard me!
I think I should just go on a self-imposed blogging strike until I'm ready to not mention the winter ever again. You're probably all shaking your heads in agreement right now.