This weekend was:
saturday:
beach party. bonfire. laughing, smiling, photos, running, volleyball, soccer, frisbee, burgers. Grilling, smiling, burning, laughing, acting, practicing. love. twenty of my closest friends. you are all my favorite.
sunday:
driving, driving, driving. mountains, snow, what does the temperature gauge say?, going down, down, down. still too hot to ski. skiing in shorts, skiing in sports bras, skiing with my love, skiing in jackets, too hot. green circle, green circle, blue square, falling down, down, green circle, sunset. cocoa.
monday:
sleeping in, still up by 10. yoga with scott. namaste. break, he to basketball, I to my infinite dust bunnies, war to be waged. vacuum, vacuum, vacuum. Relax. M comes over, then TJ’s. Then Ralphs. Enchiladas. No photos, just us, making dinner…nothing to see…1.5 times a recipe, and still not enough for our hungry, hungry boys. J and S, I cannot believe the amount you consume. Still, leftovers for M and I, for lunches.



We hung out with Benny.
We went to the farmer’s market.
We had bonfires.
We said goodbye to our Christmas trees.
We took up tennis.
We went to a NBA game. We watched the kids we coach play on the court at half time.
We turned 24. (And 25. And 26, 27, 28.)
While making PW recipes.
We did a puzzle.
M came to visit.
We coached. Three seasons.
We were counted.
We finished Everwood.
