“It’s spring fever.  That is what the name of it is.  And when you’ve got it, you want – oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”
– Mark Twain

Ah, Spring!  When young C.’s mind lightly turns to thoughts of clothes like this, food like this, working out for real this time, shopping, opening all the windows (there by disrupting J.’s overwhelming, masculine desire to live in a cave), all-day blue skies for the first time in weeks (I’m ignoring that it snowed yesterday.  As far as I’m concerned it never happened), getting the desire to bake out of her system before Summer shows up and using our oven isn’t an option anymore, salads, fresh fruit, sandals, shaving her legs more carefully, and even cleaning a little!

Happy weekend, darlings!