Roses for me

NOT so joyful today.  I really HATE, don't like February.  Too much being inside for too long.  Too much mud.  Too many boys with too much energy that really just need to go outside and work, work, work.  Not enough sunshine yet.  Too much extra weight still hanging around from leftover holiday stuff.  Or something like that.

I feel like this every February.  I need a big beautiful bouquet, or a trip to Hawaii.  Oh, Michelle, I "wish I was there, too."

I'm sure I'll feel better tomorrow.

Here is my bouquet, that I have to copy and paste in cyberland for myself, because no one else will do it for me.