I've gotten into the terrible habit of starting a blog post at 5-5:15ish so that I am about halfway through it when Eric gets home from work. He HATES it because it takes me a few minutes to acknowledge him (must. finish. post.) and because he likes it better when I blog while he's at work, thus giving him something to read at work. Sorry Eric.
I was talking to my Mom on the phone the other day and she asked about the weather. She was surprised that we had snow on the ground in April:
I didn't even mention that it had snowed inside the house too:
Who's ready for spring? Or relocating to somewhere warm?