Friday Flotsam

Frrrrrrrrrrring freak! Sorry, I mean – spring break!

I have the lit-e-ral best news ever on the planet to share. Just get ready. Sit down. Stand up. No wait, sit back down.

Natalie came to me earlier this week and said, “Mom, I’ve decided it’s time to watch Gilmore Girls. Will you watch with me?”

What happened next was something between an internal stroke meets a coma meets an exorcism meets a hot air balloon meets a heart parade meets a soul rager meets the happiest moment of my life. I said yes. She said yes!

You do know my life has officially unraveled at this point. All productivity: out the window. All spring goals: done for. It is now time to let her decide if she’s Team Dean or Team Jess or Team Logan. (Jess forever, but she doesn’t know this yet.)

We’re about 9 episodes into the first season. What’s actually crazy is that already, already we’re better. Not that we were bad or off or anything. But she’s 12 and I’m cringe. It’s the way it goes right now. But Lorelai and Rory and Emily are our best friends all of a sudden and it’s so delicious. I keep telling her Kirk will be a slow-burn favorite, but she’s annoyed with him right now. She’ll get there.

Oh, she’ll get there.

YOU GUYS!!!! Sorry, I got excited. Also coffeecoffeecoffee.

ALSO remember this!? Holy cow, my hair.

Also, I did start Love Story. Gah, stunner of a show. I’m only 4 episodes into it, but I’ll get back to it mid summer when we finish GG.

Wait! March Madness hits this week. I’ll never get anything done for the rest of my life.

Who are we rooting for this year? Who’s playing well? Is KU doing well? Is Duke doing well? Is Kentucky doing well?

Sorry. I’d google it, but you’re cuter.

Finishing Heart the Lover here in just a few. Stay tuned for Book Tasting today! I’m already so sad. Will she tell him?!

Weekend plans?

It’s officially spring break here. We’re staying put but I love it. Sleepovers, garden bed and leaf cleanup, basketball watching, a bit of work and letting the kids run feral. But get this, it’s going to be 31 degrees on Monday, then 84 on Thursday. Like – what on earth. I have a small stack of firewood to get through before I move a pretty white iron bench over in its place. The breezy white curtains will go up. Outdoor pillows get a wash. Max Medina will annoy us for now. (oh, you feel me.)

Tell me your plans!

From this week, I did post an end-of-winter picnic with St. Francis wine! Be sure and peep that. And of course this video of my ’90s pining. (don’t worry, I did not use the horrific Goo Goo Dolls song. You are safe with me.)

What are you cooking this weekend? #teamjess