This morning Sylvia woke up at 5:15.
I didn't want to be awake (who does at that hour?) but I had to smile when I heard her crowing, "It's the first day of spring!"
We had a party with a few of Derrick's work friends. Now that they're all gone we have a fridge full of tasty (pseudo) Mexican food and beer. I know what to do with all the food, but not what to do with the beer (since none of us don't drink the stuff). I'd say have another party, but I suspect the problem might multiply...
I got my first mosquito bite of the season.