That's not to say spring hasn't had its relapses so far. This was Thursday:
|Dude! Where's my dog!?|
The silver lining to that is that we need the moisture. The area has been dry lately, and the talk around the water coolers is not "if" something will burn again this year, but "what". Magnum and I are betting on the suburb of Rockrimmon - barely spared in the Waldo Canyon fire, and they still hang on to their tinder box covenential landscaping rules. You heard it here first...
The other silver lining to all that heart attack snow is that, as is typical this time of year, the next day was lovely.
Also this week, Meego FINALLY got his braces. I say finally because it seems like this has been in the works forever. Appointments were postponed for various reasons. My class schedule and state assessment tests at Meego's school, where I complied with the "good night's sleep, healthy breakfast, and no unnecessary appointments", put certain limitations on the schedule. THEN, we have the orthodontist himself, who takes every Friday as well as school breaks off.
Oh well, it finally happened - on snowy Thursday, of course. The weather was borderline close enough to shut down the orthodontist office. That would be just our luck. But we slushed on over and got Meego all blinged up.
Meego has a theory that the human mouth has been trying to evolve, but orthodontists keep forcing it back to its unevolved state. Since I can't think of a way to test the theory, we are doomed to generations of unevolved mouths, so he'll just have to deal with it.
Speaking of progress, recall that I introduced the blog to my 2nd cousin (?) Ybarra last week. He'd just received his bachelor's degree. Here he is, now freshly entering the world of responsible educated adulthood.
I want to go there. It looks...