Middle gave me this puzzle "for Friday" because I don't do Mother's Day.
It is 53 inches wide and challenging to say the least.
I'll probably finish it in September.
The pieces are quite beautiful.
So. Much. Red.
But first I re-did the one with the missing/found piece.
Surprisingly, it wasn't any easier the second time around.
I'm not sure what that says about me.
I may have already shown you this.
THE cutest couple on the subway.
(I saw the little girls who wear the sequined hats the other day, in their summer clothes. And I said: you wear sparkly hats in the winter, don't you? which unleashed some crazy-ass behavior. They started jumping around on the subway car and hanging from the poles. Their mother was tickled that I recognized them.)
The cutest couple on the street.
Flowers from my boss. The sweetest sweet peas.
Flowers in my raggedy garden.
I was blackbirded again this week. Walking to the train with my headphones on, a distinguished looking gentleman got out of a limo and waved me down!
My wife and I saw you walking yesterday and I had to stop to tell you that we think you are absolutely beautiful. Your hair, your glasses, you're wearing Beats, just beautiful.
I was, pretty nearly, speechless, and thanked him. It had been a very long day and I'm sure he had no idea what it meant to me.
This will probably be one of the most grueling weeks ever at work, but I think I'm ready for it.
I certainly need to have my clothing ready.
And yet - all of this seems mundane, ridiculous even, as I cannot get Irene out of my head...or heart.