Signs of spring...

March in Utah is always a funny weather month. Warm spring can come early, or it can be cold and wintery or it can alternate between the two. We had a pretty cold snowy winter, the snowiest winter in about six years. March rolled around and it suddenly warmed up, in the space of week most of the snow had melted, and everybody started showing signs of spring fever. The number one symptom: Flip flops. People here are pretty quick to break out the flip flops and Tevas, and once the sandals appear, nobody wants to give them up again. This was really evident Saturday night. One of my friends had a really big St. Patrick's Day party. I few hours before the party a big storm blew in, and at party time in was pretty snowy. It was interesting to see how many people showed up to the party in sandals; it was wasn't just an oddball or two, were quite a few folks sporting sandals, (no socks) and parkas. I suppose after a few beers you don't notice the snow on your toes when you walk to the car. Sandals in the snow the official sign of spring I think.

Well....

So where have I been? What have I been doing? This has been my first blog break since I started blogging. I've been writing plenty of blog entries in my head, but haven't managed to get the neurons firing between my brain and fingertips... I guess I've had writers block, or writers cramp or perhaps just a bad case of lack of motivation or procrastination. Judging from how messy my house is right now I'm guessing my problem is lack of motivation and procrastination! Oh wait, I can blame the messy house on the fact that Matt was home for spring break last week, and that I had a house guest part of the time. His college roommate flew in from Albuquerque for 3 days of snowboarding. I guess I can blame the bead projects I have strewn all over the house on them - right ??? Ha, ha. Actually a small amount of my bead mess is the kids fault. When the boys came home from their first day of snow boarding they said to me "Hey, you have to see this", "See what?" I responded, and Nate held up his leg. On a zipper pull on the bottom half of his ski pants dangled a few of my lampwork beads. Matt had taken some of my orphan beads to school, where I guess they were a big hit with his friends. I'm always tickled when the kids like my beads, especially the boys. Beads are so often thought of as a "girlie thing", so I think it's great when the boys like my beads as much as, if not more than the girls. Nate was so enthusiastic about my beads I let him pick through all my orphan bowls and take what he wanted back to school.