Just a few of the reasons why I love Spring.
Somersaults. I did one today! Thanks to Benjamin. I can’t even remember the last time I rolled like a log down a hill, but I did that too.
Topless male runners. Hot guys running with their shirts off should be illegal. Seriously. I’m going to drive off the road. Please put your shirts back on. Please.
Airplanes. Every time Benjamin sees one he jumps up and down screaming with joy. And then he raises his arms into the air, flails his little hands and shouts at the top of his lungs, “Hellllooooooo Aeerrooowwwpleeeenne!
Napping with the windows open. I don’t even know where to begin on this one. It’s just so deliciously perfect.
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Somersaults – Just did one myself this weekend with my niece. Can’t recall the last time I’d done one, either!
Airplanes – I use to love balsa wood airplanes. They have these great foam ones now that loop a circle and come back. Benjamin sounds awesome. He’s a pilot in the making.
Napping with the windows open – BEST.
And I dig the new layout on the sidebars – nice!
When Em and I flew to Florida for Easter, as we were waiting to take off, she kept saying “Are we blasting off yet??” Made me smile.
Oh I smiled at the napping part…it smells good, sounds good…delightful.
And the part about the runners, seriously I agree. I live near a state college and it’s just very dangerous.
I’m going home to do a somersault now. (They might frown on it at the office.)
Runners, indeed! I really look forward to “lawnmowing day” at work each week, soon the cute college boys will be home and sweating outside of my windows *ah*
Loving this weather, just puts me in a great mood!
Speaking of men running topless, I used to run without a shirt all the time. (I’m older now, and spare the neighbors the site of me trying to look all buff.) Anyways, a few years ago I kept seeing this one super fit/attractive latina woman about 1 mile from my house. I ran down her street all the time, but I always just missed her as she ducked inside.
One day I’m running topless and she’s out gardening – so I totally stop and hit on her. She was 28, I was 40. Tons of attraction. Turns out she’s home all day because – she’s planning her wedding!
Still, she likes me (for a variety of reasons that came out in conversation. Then again, maybe she liked my pecs! j/k) and tells me that she’s not the type of girl who thinks there’s only one man on earth who she could marry … nudge nudge. To this day I regret not asking her out. (I know, bad idea. If she would ditch a fiance for a shirtless runner…