A sure sign...

that Spring has truly arrived.



Happy Early Mother's Day to all you mutha's out there. May those who repeatedly "suck you dry" every other day of year, treat you right on Sunday.

As for me, I will be spending a small portion of my day having my entire body rubbed and tugged and beaten back into shape. I knew Jack's Daddy would be racking his brain as to what to get me that a) wouldn't piss me off...and b) would make me feel appreciated enough not to run away. I decided to take the pressure off two weeks ago, and just told him what I wanted. He's happy because he didn't have to think. I'm happy because I get what I want. Does it get any better than that? Really. I'm asking. Does it??

I took a peak at my hand made, Mother's Day card from Jack, which is currently being displayed in our local grocery store...

Mommy, I love you because...

we play in the backyard.

Priceless.