Ben wants me to change my blog background to something a little more interesting. I don't know what he means by that. I can't think of anything more interesting than black words on white. Can you? I mean, it doesn't get anymore classic than this. Besides, I like my little purple link words. Sorry Ben, I'll keep it just like it is. ; - )
We did add a new category to my blog similar to Ludwhig's "Immortal Ravings." Mine's called "Food for Thought." For the longest time my "Fellow Gourmets" showed up in an ugly little black font so we fixed that too.
It snowed Saturday, and we woke up Sunday morning to a little accumulation. I was going to photograph a spring flower with snow in the background for you to see, but it had all disappeared by the time we drove in from church. Hopefully that will be our last chance to see snow this season. I mean, enough's enough.
Even with the snow, Spring Fever's hit me hard. I have a huge urge to throw down my books and run outside. I want to float slowly down a river on a raft. Yeah, like Huck Finn. I wanta sit under a tree chewing on a piece of grass all day lookin at the birds and bees, and such. But alas, we still have a few more weeks of school to go, and besides, grown-ups aren't supposed to feel like that. In reality, I wouldn't be happy sitting around all day anyway. Just ask my family. My idea of a rip-roaring good time is to have enough free time to clean out a closet. Now, that's my kind of recreation. (Although, I do enjoy a nice walk every day with my good friend, my hubby.)
My girls and I will go to exercise class later today. That'll be fun. There's something about going to a big room filled with mirrors and other out-of-shape people that creates just the perfect atmosphere for exercise. I don't know why. It just does.
That's all for now. Oh, and by the way, ask the Pea sometime to post the complete lyrics to "Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer." Nat King Cole sings it. It's a great sing-along song and I know once you hear it you'll go around singing it all the time like we do. (S.O.G. probably knows it already. You can get her to sing it to you. She knows this real versatile tune that she sings all her songs to. She knows LOTS of songs and they all go to the same tune. It's really neat.)