I just have to share my enthusiasm.
It's Sunday and I've been enjoying a 4 day weekend.
The sun is out.
There are no clouds.
It's warm enough to wear shorts. You need sunglasses, too.
We finally have real patio chairs on our balcony where I sat to eat breakfast. I also sat there for lunch. I remained in my chair and let Stian make smoothies for a snack (last time he made them, he put the frozen berries at the bottom and when the blades wouldn't move, he stuck a wooden spoon in there....while it was still on. When I took in a big gulp, I found I had lots of wooden bits in my mouth. Not so delicious. No wooden bits this time, though! Everyone deserves a second chance, right?).
I'm getting sunburned, and I'm thrilled about it.
The smell of sunscreen brings about a sort of happiness and nostalgia that I can only explain as a habit of my life in another place.
I've been barefoot all day. (Not even socks, hooray!).
It gets better: it's only going to get warmer this week.
Mr. Sun, thank you very much for making this Californian in "rainytown" a happy girl today.