Scenes From A Week

I don't know about you, but March is slowly working its way up in my ranking of months. My younger self thought of March as one long, uneventful stretch of days, seemingly void of any excitement, filled with monotonous days of simply being. Today, while March itself has not changed, my feelings toward this month have evolved from disdain to complete appreciation and thankfulness. 

Young me wanted to rush through the March days, mundane as they were, and jump into a spring that would lead to summer. March was long, boring, and uneventful to a teenage me, always looking ahead to the next exciting time. Now, middle-aged me finds comfort and joy in the very same days I once found boring and simple. I am loving this month, sandwiched between the rush of the holidays and their aftermath and the business of long summer days. I am thankful for the days that follow one another without too much thought of what comes soon, because for me, March is fairly empty of commitments. While I know it is temporary, and April will bring a calendar filled with events, I am hunkering down in this wild, weather-filled, transitional month of March.

So what did this week look like around here? Aside from the St. Patrick's Day festivities, not much. Which, as you probably know, is perfectly alright with me.

Flynn and I worked on empirical formulas in Chemistry, and I remain grateful for my attentiveness to this subject some forty years ago.

Ask me to watch college basketball any other time, and I will politely decline. March Madness, however, is a whole different ballgame. Pardon the pun. I love watching it, perhaps because I enjoy getting to know certain players and their stories. Plus, I love rooting for the underdog. 

And how special is it when your son's girlfriend surprises you with a delicious iced coffee while you are watching the basketball tournament? Very. Thank you, Kyrstin!

A fun fact about me is that I have streaks with food. I can eat a certain thing for lunch for days on end, and then, for no apparent reason, I change course to something completely different. Case in point: I had been eating noodles and milk for several days now, which is a bowl of comfort consisting of noodles, hot milk, butter, salt, and pepper that my mom used to make. Yesterday, out of the blue, I decided I wanted a salad. No reason. But it was good.

Also, yesterday, Madison took Flynn so they could both get their hair done. I am so thankful that Madison loves doing that, and they have so much fun together. Speaking of fun, Flynn decided to go red for summer, and she loves it! While I was skeptical, I have to admit, I truly do think it looks great on her, and her happiness makes me love it even more. Sometimes, letting go and loosening the reins is difficult, but essential for our children to grow. And as my momma used to say, "That is their job...to grow!" My job? Roots and wings, right?!

Well, that is about it for this week. We are heading to the condo for the weekend, which will most certainly include basketball on TV, reading on the beach, Mass, and some good food. I hope you have a wonderful weekend, my friends. I will leave you with a few pictures I came across recently that have no context, except to say they make me laugh!

Happy Weekend!

Billie Jo