Signs of Spring

While it doesn’t really feel like it today (40’s?? What??), spring has been popping up all over the place around town. Here are a few (totally random) signs of spring around my ‘hood.


{Yes, my eyes are closed. Of course. But Nova's are open!}

Swingin’! A few weekends ago, Drewby brought Nova over to my parents' house for some Scanlon-time with the babe. It was nice enough to head out on the porch and get some quality swing action in. She is such a doll. Couldn’t get enough of her sweet smiles and laughs.


{I like your hair, Auntie M. I'm going to pull on it for a while.}

 

 

Do I look relaxed in these pics? I certainly felt like it—usually, Sundays are kind of my “ughhhhhh” day. I know I have to be thinking about work the next day, and what I’m doing in my classes, and the grading…oh, the grading…it just never stops.

 

BUT!

I was totally relaxed on this particular Sunday because I had taken the following Monday off for…Opening Day at Kauffman! Hooray!

 

I went with a super-duper fun group of girls (plus about 50 million others, packed on the party bus) out to the K and we had ourselves a very fun day. And the Royals pulled out a W! (Never mind that we were back on the bus, because they didn’t pull ahead until the very end of the game, and let’s be honest, they stop serving beer during the 8^th inning, and we had some tailgate priorities in mind. But hey—way to go, team!)



{With Megs}



{Check out our stellar seats. Ha! Yep, we were out in the fountains. We thought they were just fine seats, though, considering we had only bought "standing room only" tickets. Yes. This game was sold out. My ticket was a whopping $60 on Stubhub, for Pete's sake! But, totally worth it.}




{Cowboy boots. And SHORTS! It was a very good day.}

Okay, a few more signs of spring…here’s my token picture to prove that my yard is not always overgrown and unkempt.

 

I meant to take a few more pics of the lovely flowers that someone (definitely not me) had planted before I moved in, but the recent wave of thunderstorms has pretty much pounded my poor perennials into the dirt. And speaking of all of the rain, here’s a random shot:

 

{Please note the rust, decay, corrosion, and BROKEN-NESS of these specimens.}

This may not be a sign of spring, but I had to document this painful event somewhere. For about oh, I don’t know, the last two years or so, every six weeks, my toilet won’t flush. Apparently, tree roots had grown into the (originally-laid) pipes, and (AND!) they had cracked and filled with mud. Well duh, of course they weren't working! So finally, after several long days filled with visits to Starbucks and Target and Panera and Chipotle and maybe a different Target and wherever else I could loiter without suspicion, I finally have a working toilet. So thanks, guys who crawled under my house and replaced those rusty things. I really do appreciate you. And thanks, rental company who owns my house, for finally listening to my complaints and actually sending a plumbing company out to do something other than "clean the pipes." Much obliged.

 

And, so we’re not ending on talk of toilets—here’s a pic from my Mama's birthday celebration a couple nights ago, and just for kicks, one of Nova again, basking in the sunshine. Does it not bring a smile to your face? Oh spring, please stick around for good soon! I need some warm weather and sunshine in my soul!


{Love you, Mom!}

{Those toes!}