Happy first day of spring my lovelies!
We are, of course, still freezing our collective buns off out here on the West Coast of British Columbia, but hey, we made it through the wilds of winter (on paper, at the very least), and as such, are ready to embrace the warm, wet, winds of spring!
(Should they ever arrive.)
Hmmm, the combination of warm, wet and embrace sounds a little terrible doesn’t it? I feel like I’ve described the new season like I would a one-piece bathing suit, post-dip.
Eeeeeyuck.
Somebody get me some brain bleach.
Scrub, scrub, scrub.
Moving on!
SO.
Over the past couple of days I’ve been working really hard at taking it easy. I went for a massage on Monday in order to deal with some tightness in my upper back and right hamstring, and yesterday, I made the important choice to rest, instead of running, when I arrived home after work.
I KNOW IT HAS ONLY BEEN LIKE, FOUR DAYS, SINCE I’VE STARTED WORKING ON THIS WHOLE BEING KIND TO MYSELF THING, BUT!
I am already feeling a heck of a lot better.
Let’s just see if I can keep this up.
There are so, so many things coming down the pipe over the next few months and I just want to write all about them here and now, but ACK. I cannot.
And it’s killing me.
But soon, my precious(ES).
SOON.
In the interim, here are some snaps from MAD CENTRAL (population: 3) that we’ve taken of late:
Turret.
Art.
Pre-dinner walk.
Kitten dance.
Oh good grief. Are we the absolute worst?
YOU ALL KNOW HOW MUCH WE LOVE NYMERIA!
Either way I just cannot help myself…because, well, it’s just too funny.
Happy Wednesday you beauties!
I’ll leave you with a little something from the master (Keats) of the spring verse:
Open afresh your round of starry folds,
Ye ardent marigolds!
Dry up the moisture from your golden lids,
For great Apollo bids
That in these days your praises should be sung
On many harps, which he has lately strung;
And when again your dewiness he kisses,
Tell him, I have you in my world of blisses:
So haply when I rove in some far vale,
His mighty voice may come upon the gale.
Rant and Roll 
You Canadians are whacky! Sadly, I don’t think I can read your posts anymore without picturing a teenage girl in spandex playing badminton on purpose and not because she’s drunk at a backyard bbq! That could be taken inappropriately, but I promise it’s nothing but hilarious in my head…
“don” nailed it, methynx.
LOL! OMG. That is hilarious. And…totally making me laugh out loud. We are whacky indeed…
I love that you are taking time to be kind to yourself!! Kudos!! I like to turn off all electronic devices for a weekend every so often to just unwind and remember that we need to live life :) stay warm over there! You’re Always welcomed here in sunny Florida though :)
I would so, so love to soak up some rays down in your neck of the woods! It would be more than fab. :)
And thank you! Your plan sounds absolutely perfect – I think that is exactly what I will do this weekend! x
Keats, cats, “brain bleach”, and the hint of upcoming surprises. Brilliant!
ditto 2 java.
Meep! Thanks Java. :)
Oh, I just love this new term “Brain Bleach.” I could certainly use a few gallons of that! And of course now I am just dying to know what is coming up in the next few months….I can not stand the suspense!!!
Haha! It is totally one of my fave expressions. :) I promise I will let you know as soon as I can. It’s killing me too! x