That week in February

There is always a week in February that is mild and sunny, just a gorgeous time to live here, gives you hope that spring might actually come. I think we're having that week. It is one of those weeks when visitors exclaim, "Seattle is a gorgeous, I'd love to live there, it didn't rain at all while we were visiting!" It is gorgeous, it is green, it just isn't always sunny.

I took the youngest of our munchkins to the beach this morning. Just a short outing to enjoy the sun and throw rocks in the water. She loved it. I did too. As I stood there looking out at the water, the clouds in the distance pushing their way over the mountains, I thought, "I'd really miss this if we moved away." Not that we're moving anytime soon, or maybe ever. We just never thought we'd be here this long -- 8 years now. What is is about coastlines?

ps -- I got my hair fixed last weekend. I'm having a much better time looking in the mirror now.