Summer Dreamin'

I can't help it. When Christmas gets over my dreams turn to summer. I need the sun like the plants do. In the winter I die a slow, slow death. . . maybe a bit dramatic. But, just the same, I need the sun. So, this week, as the haze hung heavily over my house I thought, wouldn't it be lovely to be here

Ok, so I have never been anywhere that looks like this. . . but a girl can dream can't she. Instead, I am here

This isn't really so bad. . . I mean, the kids aren't so bad. And making the snowmen was kind of fun. I sent the kids out to play in the snow hoping for a little peace and quiet. But, when they started building the snowmen I knew they would need help so I told myself I had to have some proof that I wassn't always the boring mom. It was my once a year, token snow time with the kids and I forgot to get a picture of myself there. Dang.