Things

If spring would finally show up in Minnesota, I think we would all be a little bit happier. I am very tired of getting stuck at the end of the driveway, scraping windows, and cold. I want to wear sundresses, open-toe shoes, and highlight my hair blonde. I’m bored with my winter clothes—if I were wearing any more brown and black today, I would actually be a tree.

Some things I’m loving:

> It’s play season. The kids are still excited, and I’m a happy director.
> Good nail polish. I rarely paint my nails because I’m a picker. It never stays on for more than a few days (okay, hours) before I cave and just pick it all off. But once every few years I rediscover this great deep pink color that’s just so perfect I leave it for a full week before picking it off.
> Day light savings time. Everyone has been complaining about the “spring ahead” this weekend, but my body was so ready. I’ve been so exhausted by 8:30 or 9 p.m. every night, and pretty wide awake (for me at least) by 6 or 7 a.m. I was ready for the shift. Even with a two and a half hour nap yesterday, I slept beautifully all night.

Some things I hate:

> I have literally had a cold for the last four months. It will not go away. My poor sinuses are exhausted and constantly in pain.

> Snow/cold. I probably covered this in the opening. But for real, I’m sick of it. I just want it to be summer. With popsicles and sunburn.

> Percy Harvin. Okay, I don’t actually hate him. But I’m annoyed with how his trade went down.

Some things I’ve been thinking about:

> How life works—the difference between nature/science and coincidence and God’s will. It’s a deep thought, something I will probably unravel a bit in a later post. But it’s so abstract and all-consuming right now that it needs some more pondering.

> Confidence—do you act a certain way (confident) or do certain things because you feel confident, or do you do certain things to force yourself to feel confident when you need to act that way? For instance, Tiger Woods says he wears red and black when he’s feeling confident—so when he’s not feeling confident, does he (or could he) wear red and black to help boost confidence?

> Blessings. This weekend Brett and I had a short but deep conversation over Arby’s curly fries about how blessed we are and our desire to give back.

And the big news of the week: I’ve convinced Brett to come with me to donate blood on Wednesday. It will be his first time donating, and I’ll be getting my gallon pin! I’m proud of him for finally facing his irrational fear about this, but a little sad because of the extenuating circumstances that finally pushed him to do it.

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