I can’t believe it. I think I may be dreaming. There is a beam of sunlight shining through my window for the second day in a row. It’s marvelous.
There is something about sunshine that makes the world a better place. It makes me want to picnic on a hill of freshly cut green grass with with my three straight Dad’s from San Francisco (right..mmmhmm) and Comet too of course…ok so maybe I have just been watching too much Full House.
There really is something about this weather that makes cheesy childhood shows a little more tolerable and appropriate in adult life. Maybe it creates a short term illusion of being worry free. It gives me visions of what I would like to do on this sunny day but in reality I will probably spend most of it packing. Which, in my childhood days all I would have to worry about packing was my blanket, and stuffed animals…which I seem to have successfully done because my parents house is still loaded with them.
The episode of Full House I was watching just ended…sad day. ( the Yankee Doodle Dandy episode ) Now I am watching How it’s Made… Did you know it takes 4 days to make a jaw breaker?