More on my Spring thus far…
Friday night I went to dinner and a movie with a friend who’s leaving soon for her internship in Washington, DC. We ate at the Zupas in Sugarhouse and then saw Warm Bodies (for the 97th time) at Movies 10. If you haven’t seen it yet, I think you should. Especially when you can see it for a dollar or two at the discount theaters. It’s worth at least that much! I recently checked out the book from the library – we’ll see how it measures up to the movie.
I spent most of my Saturday outdoors with the family preparing our yard and garden for warmer weather. I was up to my wrists in dirt and snail carcasses for about an hour while weeding our front planter. I did find a few slimy occupants still housed in their shells (very icky and very much alive), but I simply picked them up and tossed them in the garbage with the rest of the unwanteds. And I only squirmed a little. I’m basically invincible while wielding a spade and wearing thick work gloves. No invertebrate stands a chance.
We also uncovered all our patio furniture, hosed down our decks, unearthed a dead bush, and mowed the lawn. All that and my allergies didn't phase me one bit! The yard still looks a bit wild and untamed in some spots, but at least it’s now habitable. I was never one for overly manicured yards anyway - I don't have the patience. I think our next family project will be the GARAGE… If we have the strength. Its completion may require several Saturdays and an act of divine intervention.
This will sound lame, but I love our house (and Paris!) in the springtime. We have a wreath on our front door covered in flowers that match those growing in our planters - pansies, tulips, daffodils… Our lawn is still green as green and the weeds have yet to overwhelm the flowerbeds. The only other time of year I enjoy more is Christmas - the house covered in snow, framed by lights, and our Christmas tree slowly spinning (yes, spinning) in the window. I pull up in my car and think, “Man, if I were just someone randomly passing by, I would want to go inside that house.” It’s not very big and in 60+ years it hasn't seen the most up-to-date-state-of-the-art-this-n-that, but I do love it. I must... because here I am!
In other news... I’m still attending Zumba classes. And when I’m not in Zumba, I’m on an elliptical at the rec center. And when I’m not on an elliptical at the rec center, I’m walking around my neighborhood. And when I’m not walking around my neighborhood, I’m kicking myself for not doing anything... But even kicking is a form of exercise.
