We are boot deep in snow. It’s crazy. My mind was already on summer. We’ve had to change spring break travel plans but it’s all good. The littles are still making it to Washington and we will still make it to the coast. There are simply more airplanes involved now. The dogs will still be looked after at Casa SxSW, so all is right in the world.
Spoilers ahead: Is anyone else watching The Bachelor? What was up with the body language on After the Rose. Nick and Vanessa looked like they were sitting in family court, not announcing their engagement. And she used to be an actress? What? That never came out on the show. Makes more sense why she went on it. I still can’t believe he passed over Rachel. That girl was a winner. Vanessa is a winner too. It just seems like she’s not super into the relationship.
I took the kids to Starsky yesterday. It’s a European grocery store in Mississauga that sells a lot of Polish products. I loaded up on poppyseed loaf, sugar lambs, deli meats and cheeses, and Eveline cosmetics. Sooo good.
I was so sad to hear that Amy Krouse Rosenthal died yesterday. Her essay, You May Want to Marry My Husband, in NYT’s Modern Love struck a chord with so many, as her final wish for a new partner for her husband was seen as the pinnacle of selflessness and true love. Her column opened a dialogue about what until death us do part really means.
If you live in the North East, stay safe in the storm.