Ah, Spring!

I just have such a crush on the weather right now.

Cherry blossoms are out, their petaled arms thrown open, faces exultant and raised to the sky. Leaves are bursting out of buds with clench-fisted determination. Sweaters are cast aside, summer clothes are dug out of chests and drawers and shaken out, greeted happily. We get our first flip-flop blister of the year, and rejoice: because we're wearing flip-flops! We get our first sunburn, and rejoice: because we're in sunshine!

(She rhapsodized with flushed melodrama and made grand gestures with her arms, almost tripping herself.)

When the weather gets like this in Seattle, EVERYONE GOES OUTSIDE. There are no excuses: you must, must, must drop what you're doing: and BASK.

Yesterday, after getting back into Seattle from a weekend away, I threw on a tank-top and ran to meet up with my friend Meg at Greenlake. I found her with a bunch of our guy friends, "slack-lining." That's where you string a rope between two trees, and try to walk across it-- like a tight rope, but closer to the ground. And... you know, "slacker." I tried walking across and was wibbly-wobbling when suddenly both my feet slipped off-- BUT: monkey style, I grabbed the branch above me to catch myself. Cool, yes? Quick like ninja, HAH! But: in the grab, I ended up stabbing my hand on the branch. Like, deep. And it bled, and I bled through band-aids, even.

So one goal for this blog is to just get sympathy for my stabbed hand. Another goal is to make you feel impressed with a story about me slacklining and grabbing onto a branch superfast.

Regardless: I was barefoot at Greenlake, swinging on tree branches.

My birthday pedicure finally saw its debut.

I was SLEEVELESS.

I wore sunglasses.

I smelled flowers.

And today I went for a walk, and was in a running skort, which is short, which meant my legs were OUT, which meant that there was a great expanse of WHITENESS, but that is okay, because they were soaking up SUNSHINE.

So the other goal of this post is to simply express that I'm so happy spring seems to have finally ARRIVED! Eleven weeks left until school gets out and it's officially summer-- count 'em!