Yo Yo, Spring is in the hizouse, are you ready? I am, but I have a little bone to pick with you Spring, now that you’ve arrived on my doorstep. You’ve been playing a little game with me, tormenting me actually, and I’m quite upset with you. You see, January and February are the toughest months for me, really. There’s just nada going on, and I’m alone, just me and those leftover five pounds from the holidays. Then March shows up and the sunshine peeks through and Spring, it’s then you become such a tease.
You start flirting with your budding blossoms, your tulips, daffodils and hyacinths. It’s then that I’m suckered outside, and lured to the garden department. I start planting flowers on the porch. I get excited for warmer weather, and even make plans to go picnicking. What a fool I am. It’s only after I wander outside, lured by your game, that you send me running indoors with another rain shower. It’s a seductive game you play, Spring, and it must end!! *shaking fist in air*
Like today. Today, I packed a picnic and announced (and tweeted!) we were on our way to Sonoma, only to have my plans ruined yet again by another gust of wind and patch of rain. Ack! I can’t take it anymore. Especially when I spent hours this weekend sewing the cah-uuuutest patchwork picnic blanket.
And baking my favorite orange cake and cupcakes too.