What with it being April all of a sudden, and our recent rain, everything has burst forth in blossoms and new greenery and sprouts and tendrils. The hills are now looking the kind of green we normally see about January. Poof! If the show has not yet arrived in your neighborhood (thinking of you, Middle Earth Canada), it should be headed your way, at least.
W: The household Wonderdog has gotten so spoiled. She cries when The Man leaves. She begs when The Man is home, but not yet taking her for a walk. She slept with daughter one night last week, but the Wonderdog is a bed hog, and one of them didn't sleep well. Her personal superpower is crying so loudly that she can be heard for half a block, so I expect animal control to turn up one of these days and ask what horrible inhumane thing we are doing to her. "Her man went to work," I will say, "and the cats and I won't let her spend the day lounging on the bed like a housecat."
AW: My beloved finally realized that we can't get a puppy, because this dog will train the puppy.
W: The employer of my beloved suddenly needs to see our marriage certificate in order to continue keeping me on the insurance plan. We haven't needed to produce that document in at least 25 years. It's around here someplace, but dog alone (not that dog) knows where. I have to do a notarized form to get a copy! But that's easier than searching the closets and so on.
AW: Homemade thai green curry. Yum.
What's happening up your way?