75 degrees and stunning. This glorious first day of the year 2012. Feels like Spring. All of us out in the air. Getting sun on our lazy white bones. My shirt off. Cindy reading some book with her Paris Hilton shades in effect. Liam launching a frisbee skyward for the dog. And Meg, our living firework, decides to combine dancing plus scrubbing down parts of the house with a bright yellow sponge.
Here's the riddle: where's winter? Snow and grey in the rest of the country, but we are in shorts and t-shirts. Not that I mind, but it doesn't bode well when we're getting ready to start a back yard Mardi Gras when we're supposed to be hunkering down for a long winter's nap.
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