This is my view at the moment and the snow is still falling. Say it isn't so!!!!! I can't say I'm happy about this. The more time I spend in Massachusetts the less I enjoy winter. I think S.A.D. is setting in (I've always thought it so appropriate that its acronym spells sad, since that's how you feel when you have it. And I have it, I'm afraid.). Arghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!
This is what I want. And I would GIVE MY RIGHT ARM to be in this hot sun, this beautiful place, this glory that is Greece, right now. I am going to need to work on my love of winter (my husband just reminded me though that it's technically still fall. Winter hasn't even arrived. I sweetly asked him to shut up).
We really like her. She has taken her place as my shadow most of the time (even following me into the bathroom, sitting, looking at me ("Gracie, this is really inappropriate," I tell her. She doesn't care. She does it anyway.), and then following me out when I am done), much like Allie was, and for that, I am really grateful. So, as long as she's not grabbing a pen in her mouth, waiting until we make eye-contact, then darting away to run around and around the coffee table while we chase her, she's on our good list.
And favorite thing numberrrrrrrr 8! Really raw honey. So good, especially the little chunks of bee hive (or propolis, as it's really called, and you are allowed to be a smartie and call it that once you've owned some of it) that are at the top. Don't be surprised though, it's not the liquid honey you're used to. Try some.