I started a post on what-I-think-about-feminism yesterday, but then got distracted and wrote something else. (Probably for the best; my buddy Travis has described me as "the most legitimately sexist person I know" and "a monster" but I think he meant all that in a playfully affectionate way. Plus that's poppycock, I disdain weakness equally.)

Spring has sprung here in the valley! The daffodils are up and I'm cleaning my house in a cool wrap skirt.

-bubble water
-flowers coming up from under the porch
-feeling like I've done a good job
-being in a good little mood
-putting away my winter clothes
-planting seeds
-yes please
-yes please
-yes please