But the sky is blue! The sun is bright! The air is warm! Everything is greening, blooming, leafing. I saw a bumblebee. A beach towel is folded up on the porch; evidence that Karin has already been basking like the sun lizard she is. And I just wanted to write a post. I have really been struggling with writing at all, not because I don't want to, but because between being sick and being in pain I've been so house-bound that the breadth of excitement that is my life can't begin to be described. I defrosted the freezer? I purged the pantry? EXCITEMENT ABOUNDS.
My mom, however, has finally gotten tickets to come and see us and I couldn't be more excited about that. She hasn't been here for 4.5 years. YEARS! We've seen her, but that's just ridiculous. I mean, I know there are good reasons why she hasn't felt (and still doesn't feel) like she can travel for the long periods of time that coming over here to see two of her Europe-dwelling wayward children takes, like her own 101-year-old mother, for example, but O! I miss my mom, and I am insanely glad she's coming. She's coming right after Martin arrives, and right before my brother and his family and our house will be a nuthouse for that week, but it will be fun, so who cares! And then she's staying to help me get through the madness of Karin's graduation and not leaving until the week after, when I will have collapsed, presumably muddy and exhausted.
This just feels like a ketchup-post (heh. get it?) but that's all I've got at the moment. I want to go back outside and look at the baby lilac buds, between sneezes. This weekend: potting pansies!