|Wrigley explores the snow 2 weeks ago - it's all melted now!|
Two weeks later, I've lost a second baby, and the weather has warmed up so that the snow has mostly melted, except for some of the big piles and berms made by the plow. I'm looking forward to springtime, and spring cleaning, which we got a head start on today. I'm working at home today anyway, so at lunchtime we spent an hour cleaning the last of the snow off the deck, taking up the mats and rugs that were wet so it could dry underneath, and hauling a crap-load of junk to the dump and thrift store. Our deck is empty of old crap, the kitchen has more space, and my office doesn't have the extra big chair which we were keeping around because the cats liked to lay on it. They might enjoy the chair, but when you live in less than 800 square feet, which we do, you can't have extra giant office chairs laying around.
I've been on another Peter Cetera kick - he's my go-to-guy when I'm sad - and this morning I told J that I was going to rock out to PC, and he wasn't allowed to make fun of it. So half an hour later, J comes in to ask me something, purses his lips, stifles a snort, and walks out. I ask my Rise Against-loving hubby what's going on, and he says, "I'm not allowed to comment. I'll be back in later." So I turned it up and sang along even more.
AND I bought two bottles of wine last night, since, you know, I'm taking a break from the whole getting-preggo-scene. I might get drunk for the first time in almost a year! Not tonight, though. I'm waking up super-early tomorrow to go to the LA Flower Market. It's the giant market district where all the professionals go to get their flowers, which they open up to the public two days a week, and it's the most magical place on earth. If I had another life to live, I'd totally be a florist. When we lived by Dodger Stadium, I'd go to the flower market once a month or so, and for two weeks the house would be filled to the brim with gerber daisies and lilies and tulips and all kinds of colorful things.
For our wedding, we went to the flower market early in the morning the day before the ceremony, and loaded up the car with roses of all colors, and tons of gorgeous fall flowers, and for less than $400 we made all the bouquets, centerpieces, and corsages, and had enough left over to cover the archway in ivy and autumn-colored flowers. I'm lucky to have crafty ladies in my family circle, who know how to arrange flowers, and we had so much fun that day - buckets of flowers in the bathtub, clippings all over the floor, vases filling the refrigerator, flower wire caught in our hair...it was the best part of our wedding, I think.
So tomorrow, for my Artist's Way Artist's Date, I'm going to haul my butt out to the flower market early in the morning (to get the best selection you have to get there before 8am, and it's an hour and a half away) and drop $25 and get enough flowers to brighten up every spot in the house. I only hope the cats don't go crazy on them.