Today as I was waiting for Ed to pick me up from work and the sunshine was in my face and most of the snow on the front lawn had melted, I felt like the weather was giving me a high five. Like, "Way to go, Rebecca! You survived the gray bleariness of winter and as a reward, sunshine!" Thanks, Spring, I love you too.
And because it's the weekend and I survived another day of work: my puppy, who is trying to plead with the dog in the window to play with him.