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It’s been a challenging month. In the midst of the usual familial stuff, we’ve also been dealing with a major fracture among some of our closest friends.

I’ve been fortunate to have plenty to distract me from over-thinking the whole mess – kids, home, family, etc. plus putting a lot of effort into PitchWars (a writing contest), starting a new manuscript, and really focusing on my writing, have all kept my brain mercifully occupied.

Now that the dust has (mostly) settled and we start the process of grieving the loss of friendship, my wicked sense of humor rears its head. Big surprise, right?

Years ago, before we moved into our city digs, the hubby and I had already done a major cull of our book collections. We did another cull prior to the move – inner city living, not a lot of space, y’know? Even so, we still had boxes upon boxes of books.

As one friend hauled yet another box of books out of the moving van, he grumbled that he was going to buy us a Kindle (already had one, thanks!) and said, “I hate helping smart people move. They have too many books.”

Too many books?! What is this “too many” of which you speak?

And here’s where that sense of humor comes in… today, looking back… I can’t help but think, “huh, maybe that should have been a clue.”

I’m not saying I’ll only befriend people who are fellow bookworms, but… if you think I have “too many” books, or don’t understand my love of reading, prepare for me to give you major side-eye and to seriously question your judgement.

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Baltimore doesn’t get tons of snow very often. In fact, this year, we had a very mild winter. That is, until this past weekend, when winter decided to arrive and make up for lost time by dumping 29 inches of powdery white stuff all over us.

Still… it wasn’t that bad. We had a kitchen full of groceries, and no obligations. We even managed some fun.

Someone even organized a neighborhood snowball fight. Check out the video.

 

A very tired girl…

I'm tired and I want dinner, and you want me to smile?

It was a gorgeous day – perfect for being in costume at the Pennsylvania Renaissance Faire… But really, after so many hours on my feet, I was ready to sit down!

Highlights included the bawdiness of the Sultry Sirens of Sin (three cheers for sending the teenage children off to seek their own entertainment! Hip hip huzzah!) and a very well done final joust with some pretty cool pyrotechnics (the theater geek in me was all atwitter!)

After a winter of record snow fall (Snowmaggedon anyone?) I confess I was looking forward to Spring.

I also confess that it snuck up on me. Over the last month, as the weather has slowly warmed, things just started ever so slowly getting just a little bit more green, a little bit more life till all of a sudden, wham! The world has bloomed and my allergies have gone into over drive!

Then I was overcome with a mad desire to get my fingers dirty, a dilemma which the local nursery was more than happy to help solve.

My only real question is:
What in the world do I do with these things? (a gift from the Not Mother In Law)