Green grass, shorts, a nice breeze, sidewalk chalk, and a flower lei...  What more could a 3 year old ask for?

Slowly but surely the temperatures are starting to warm up.  It is still in the 30s in the morning, but by mid afternoon we are over 50 which feels rather balmy.  I, like so many others, get annoyed with constant weather complaints on Facebook.  It is like the complaining during daylight savings time.  It is what it is, it happens every year, it is cyclical, get over it, blah blah blah.  I know.  So when I whine about the weather I pretty much want to slap myself in the face.  I'm sure people have defriended me over my winter blues.  But people, this winter has been the longest of my life.  Probably because we moved in December so any time you are adjusting to a new area where you know not a soul and your kids have no friends and you are stuck in a place that isn't quite organized and it is 10 degrees outside you just want to sob.  And I did cry.  It snowed our first night in Kansas in early December and the last snow mound (dear God, please let that be the last snow mound) just melted a few days ago. It was the first time we moved where I just felt out of sorts and completely out of my element.

But as the days are getting longer and the temperatures are rising higher I am starting to feel much better.  More at home and less like the grumpy hermit I had become.  Things are looking up!  I am ready for bubbles and playgrounds and the pool and tank tops and flip flops and even complaining about humidity and mosquitos.  As I approach my 32nd birthday at the end of the month I am finally comfortable admitting that I am most comfortable in warm to hot climates with lots of sunshine.  My husband and sister (and most of my extended family who are avid skiers) always make me feel like such an outcast with my dislike of winter.  But I am embracing it.  I am a greenhouse flower and just get sad looking if the temperatures drop below 50.

So there you have it, an entire post about the weather.  Like an awkward conversation with a stranger on an elevator.  Happy Spring!