The weather is much nicer this week. No arctic blasts. Temps are in the 60's and our beloved humidity is back. I know, those of you who don't live here can not understand our love/hate relationship with humidity. While it makes the hot hotter and the cold colder, it also makes our skin softer and keeps our noses from bleeding. I am a much happier woman this week.
My yard is a mess. That aforementioned arctic blast trashed all my tropicals. I can't help but wonder which, if any, will experience rebirth in the spring. All may be lost. It could be time for some new landscaping. Or it may be time to just dig out everything. We'll see how I feel when the time comes.
My friend, Evan, is running the half-marathon this weekend at the Chevron Houston Marathon. Go, Evan, go!!
I made a batch of Pioneer Woman's cinnamon rolls for Christmas. Two batches, actually. They were quite yummy. Wendy has posted a recipe change that sounds like it would give them a yummy upgrade. I'm all about tweaking recipes. Check it out.
A lot of things have been going on with the kids of some old friends of mine: babies, weddings. It has allowed me the opportunity to get together with some people that I haven't seen in too long. It has been fun. It always pleases me to know that when you see people you have a real history with, even if it has been too long since you laid eyes on each other, you can pick up just where you left off. It almost makes me look forward to my 30 year high school reunion this year. : P Has it really been that long?
I just finished reading Cold Sassy Tree by Olive Ann Burns. Good book. Really enjoyed it. But it was written in the dialogue of turn of the century rural Georgia. Hits all up inside my head now! I have a terrible time talking with someone who has an accent (different from my own). I don't mean any disrespect, I just take it on as my own. I start thinking with an accent. The limited time I spent in England resulted in me thinking with an English accent. Now I'm thinking with a serious Southern drawl. I have some sort of Meryl Streep complex or something. Bothersome.
Finding seven quick things to write about is a lot harder than I thought it would be. I'm still trying to get back in my groove posting anyway. This is good.
Y'all have a good weekend.