Oh the WAITING.
Still waiting for Springtime. She seems uninterested in descending upon New England. And that leaves us Spring-Is-In-Our-Blood types feeling conflicted and off-balance.
Damn all this snow that refuses to melt. Shoo! Away with you!
Despite their inherent preciousness, one does not survive on the social interaction of 4-year-olds alone.
This pre-school teacher is in need of warmer weather, venture-int0-the-night weather. Honestly, sometimes a girl just wants to feel like a girl, to exercise her Come-Hither eyes and make sure they work after all that hibernation.
Besides, how am I supposed to dance in the pouring rain if I have to worry about pneumonia?
So come on, Spring. Rear your glorious head and send me some sunshine, some budding blooms, a chance to pack away the winter coat and wear open-toed shoes. Is it so much to ask?
If you don't come soon, I'm going to set out to find you elsewhere...