It's Time!

I don't care what the groundhog or the weather man says. My indicator that spring is coming is when I see my first daffodil buds pushing through. Granted, they are on the protected side of the house that gets a lot of sun, but I'll take it. The rest of the yard still has about a foot of snow left on it, but I know that it won't be too much longer now.

Irish -or- Vietnamese?

This is Alana's new interest. She had watched something on Disney Channel about a month or so ago that had Irish step dancing on it. She has been fascinated by it ever since. Tonight we went to a small, local theater where a dance group did their annual performance. They were awesome. Alana was locked in through the entire show. On the way home she announced to me "I am so going to take that". I have been in touch with the dance instructor and her next beginner's class will be in about a month. I think Alana would like to start tomorrow if she had the chance.
So, I guess you wouldn't call it Vietnamese step dancing.

Not Yet

Sometimes the weather can be just mean. A few days of beautiful spring-like weather rolled in over the weekend. Just enough to make little pieces of the lawn start to show up and have you think about opening a window to let in the fresh air. It was just enough to get you feeling hopeful that spring is here and the winter is finally passing. Nope. Joke's on you. We got hit with nasty wet, sticky, slippery snow this morning. Beautiful as I think it can be, I'm ready for it to go away.

The CT Group

I am very lucky to have met this group of women. We meet up a few times a year and have a scrapbooking day together at a store in Connecticut. Well, some of the gals actually scrap. I spend more time talking, shopping and eating. You can hear us laughing throughout the store. I am always amazed at the talent these women have. Their work is the best. I come away with new inspiration and motivation.