Wow. It’s been a while. And I swear, I keep trying to get back into this whole blogging thing, but I keep writing these gargantuan posts about HUGE ideas, that surprisingly, go nowhere. I’ll keep them in the works, but man, it’s been getting a little heavy up in here.
So I thought, maybe it’s time for a little mindless fun.
Here, in our neck of the woods, winter is going down with a fight. Don’t get me wrong, I love winter. I really do. But come mid-March, the idea of trading in snowsuits for sunscreen actually makes me salivate. Picture yourself. You’re on your knees, stuffed into the small space by your door leading outside. The gateway between the infernal stuffiness of the indoors, and a massive, unconfined space. You have three excited, small children falling all over each other with one goal in mind: Doorsmosis. One is holding your hair for support. The other opens the door and lets the indoor cat, out. Another has just decided this would be a great time to pee. An unidentified foot is asking you to put it’s appropriate outdoor covering on it, while a snotty hand mistakes your face for a great resting spot. Now, in that state, what looks more appealing to you, in terms of preparation to vacate the premises?
And to think I once complained about how annoying it is to apply sunscreen.