Holy cow. These above-freezing temps have triggered some serious premature spring fever.
I need to be outside.
I need to be barefoot.
I need to eat fresh fruit and put wildflowers in vases and wear cotton dresses.
So close, yet so far away. So very, very far.

Other than that, Paul let me drive his stick-shift Volvo yesterday. It was buckets of fun.

I stole a ring out of the "lost and found" at work.

LOST is on tonight! la, la, la.

My 2010 Shakespeare Mission is going well, though I'll be happy once I finish this blasted 3-part Henry VI. Good grief.