The operative word is "Spring"

I sometimes wish I had more interesting things to tell. This week was Spring Break, but I decided to work this week instead of actually taking a break, in order to prepare for upcoming unemploymentness. Which isn't a word. I went to my sister's house last weekend and spent some time with her and my brother-in-law, and my oh-so-adorable-and-brilliant nephew, as seen here:



And here:


(This is some of what we do when Mom and Dad are gone)

The rest of the week was work, with several redbox movies interspersed throughout: Ice Castles (the new one. I know, they did a new one! It's basically the same as the old one, and just as good) Did you hear about the Morgans (wasn't that impressed), Where the Wild Things Are (perfect...but I thought it was probably too scary for kids; almost leaned towards a PG-13 rating. Hence my argument that there should be a rating in between PG and PG-13), Bright Star (beautiful, but sad), and I went to see Leap Year in the $3 theater (predictable, but darling; and I'm even more determined to tour Ireland this summer Britte!). Today I heard a song from the old Saturday's Warrior movie on the radio and had a sudden desire to watch it. I don't own it though, so I watched Mountain of the Lord (four stars) instead. I also sewed a bunch--something I love but don't regularly have the luxury of doing. I resisted the temptation to clean my room. Or maybe it was a prompting, but saying "temptation" makes it sound like a good thing, so we'll stick with that. It's mostly just school papers that I'll have to sift through eventually anyways.

I do have one tiny problem. About a month ago I planted some daisies and poppies in little bread pans and put them in my window. It had been a particularly warm day, and I was excited for Spring. They're growing and their just so charming and cheerful. But now I don't know what to do with them. They need a bigger home, and I've thought of taking them hiking with me one day near the end of Aprilish and randomly planting them in the wilderness, but I just want to make sure they have a good home. I'd love to keep them, but once they get bigger I won't have room for them anymore. Does anyone that lives nearby want some daisies and poppies? Otherwise, I'll probably plant them near Green Canyon somewhere. That's not bad is it? I know they don't usually want you picking flowers when you hike (which, I confess, I tend to do anyhow), but planting them isn't bad, is it? It's kind of like planting a tree. Or replacing all the flowers I have picked...Justification for the next time I want to pick some, right? =]