And suddenly, summer came

Thursday, May 15, 2008

So, I've been sort of consumed with work lately, and somehow summer zoomed right in here without my noticing. It wasn't until tonight, when I received a twitter announcing that there was fun being had without me that I went outside long enough to notice that not only has the snow melted, but it's warm enough to relax in a outdoor rooftop bar til 11 p.m. When I left, there were three convertibles within my sight on Lyndale Avenue. If you don't live in a climate like ours, you probably don't really understand just what if feels like when summer arrives. You know that scene in The Sound of Music where what's-her-face is spinning around in the sun, arms outstretched, singing about the hills being alive? Yeah. It's like that.

I refrained from spinning, but I really wanted to at least click my heels, because of the spectacular weather, and also because there was loooooove in the air. It's some sort of secret, although I'm not sure why, but if you follow the same people I follow on twitter, then you might have a clue. Suffice it to say that it makes me very happy to see my friends so happy!

I just realized that I didn't even tell you about my spectacular Mother's Day! It was so great. Rose sent me flowers on Saturday, and came home from school for the weekend. We all went to a movie (Baby Mama-it was okay) on Saturday, which was so great, because it isn't that often that all four of us get to do something together anymore. Frickin' kids and their own frickin' lives. Then on Sunday, they took me to Cupcake for lunch and gave me a board game called Smart Ass. I don't understand the significance, but whatever. Turns out it's a pretty fun game, and we played it all afternoon, until it was time for my nap. When I woke up, The First Baseman was grilling me a steak. Heavenly. Oh, and also? How many of you moms have parents who sent you flowers on Mother's Day? Show of hands? Yeah, that's what I thought. Just me. I got the best parents, so booya, suckas!

Speaking of flowers, do not buy them from Enchanted Florist in Scottsdale. Long, boring story. Just trust me, okay? Unless you want somebody to deliver dead flowers to your mother, in a variety/color/style/vase that you didn't order, don't do it. Order from The White House , and try not to hate them for the autoplay music on their site.

Flight of the Conchords Tuesday. Fun! Wonderful! Funny! But two and a half hours is too. dang. long. I love those guys, I really do, but it was almost twice as long as I would have liked. Also, while interaction with the audience is part of the show, I'd have liked a little more shutty.

Tell me if you think this sentence is confusing: "We have three phone lines. Please remove 899-4000 and replace it with an 800-number." If you were able to make sense of that in less that three hours, fewer than 3 phone calls, and without a visit from a technician, you should work at Frontier. They need you.

Okay, I have to go. The Office isn't going to watch itself!