Another storm rolled into town last night, bringing colder temperatures, a light dusting of snow and, steely-gray light with it. I am so tired of depressingly-gray clouds; they are affecting my mood, accordingly.
What are my saving graces? Having things to look forward to, obviously.
- A new seed catalog, delivered in yesterday's mail, reminding me that spring is just around the corner.
- The debut of OPI's new ballet-inspired collection in April. Rumor has it the colors are appealing rather than appalling (as the last several collections have been, sadly).
-Girls weekend, Girls weekend, Girls weekend.
-Redneck Yacht-clubbing with Jana and Co.
-Saturday morning trips to the Farmer's Market for fresh eggs and local honey.
-Hours spent on a lounge chair, soaking up the rays of the sun (liberally coated in SPF 30. I crave sunlight, not cancer).
-And, because it bears repeating, Porch Night.
Only two months to go. Three, tops.
I can hang on. I can.