So say the tulips and daffodils pushing up through the weathered mulch in our flower beds. And the three male Cardinals whose songs we wake up to each morning as they try to impress the lady Cardinals in the neighborhood. And the mosquito that landed on Ava’s lapel last weekend when we walked to the bakery.
This weekend we’re driving to Chicago(land) to spend a couple days with friends and attend a Final Four party. I’m looking forward to it. The couple we’re staying with have two great big slobbering Yellow Labs, so Ava’s going to be in hog heaven. They also have a new baby, so it’ll be interesting to see how Ava divides her time between the dogs and the infant.
I don’t follow college hoops at all unless there’s a big brawl on the court, a sex scandal, or a disgraced coach somewhere who accepted a pair of sneakers in exchange for skybox seats. That’s the fun stuff. I do admire the athleticism of a lot of the players, and I can enjoy watching a game as a temporary distraction, but all the brackets and rankings mean nothing to me.
Reminder:Â Get money for tolls.