Today, officially marked the first day of spring...in the book of Christi anyways. The sun was shining brightly, and the warm breeze begged southeastern Wisconsin to come out and play. Along the roads, convertables flew by with their tops pulled down (including my own) and motorcycles rumbled by each other giving nods and waves of recognition at the comodarie that a motorcyle represents on the open road. On the sidewalks, children pedaled by dressed in their bathing suits while dog owners happily walked their "best friend" amidst the sound of what can only described as, the sound of Spring.
I think we're really lucky here in Wisconsin, although during the winter months, we may not be able to see that luck manifest itself. But without those cold, grueling winter months, we wouldn't enjoy these warm spring days as much as we would. They would become just one more thing in the world that gets completely taken for granted of: like walking, or blinking!
While I can't say I would complain if I suddenly were forced to move to San Diego and enjoy 75 degree days while sipping fruity drinks on the beach, I can say that for the time being I truly enjoy living where I do. With the seasons constantly changing, we constantly have something to look forward to. And thanks to the snow and the freezing cold we've endured lately, I couldn't be more excited for what this 80 degree Sunday has brought us.
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Christi: I have friends in San Diego and you wouldn't believe the rents they command there for an apartment! Glad you like Wisconsin! I see Rick Springfield is playing a group of 4 or 5 shows there soon. So, maybe you and some friends can have a blast! Always fun to stop by and see what you are up to! :)
Matt and I just got back from San Diego and the weather was in the mid 60's. My mom said it was hotter here, which I couldn't believe!
Spring has totally no longer sprung.
Sigh.
I ran this morning in the SNOW. S-N-O-W. That is ludicrous.
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