Spring has officially sprung here and I am over the moon. This past weekend was particularly beautiful and I walked around for 48 hours like I've never experienced spring before.
"Look at how BLUE that sky is!"
"Have you ever heard birds sing so melodiously?"
"The air smells like perfume from all of the blooming trees!"
I feel like a new person.
The warmer weather has also inspired me to prepare fresher, healthier meals, instead of meals whose main ingredient is cheese with a side of cheese. I bought tons of fresh fruits and veggies this weekend and even made myself squash soup, which, looking back, may have been a little misguided.
Tonight after dinner Matt said, "Do we have any snacks?" and all I could offer was a handful of roasted almonds or some tortilla chips made from only chickpeas and sesame seeds and some sort of magic.
"No thanks, I was hoping for something more...mainstream," he said.
In other news, we bought a chiminea last weekend, and we had our first fire Tuesday night. Matt turned the Phillies game on the radio and I brought out my new book and we listened and read and talked and the whole thing was so relaxing. We canceled our cable a few months ago, and the price we paid for the chiminea was what we'd pay for one month of cable. In my opinion, we've already gotten a 100% return on investment.
It was nice to have such a lovely evening in the yard, because it had been the scene of a traumatic experience earlier this month.
When we bought this house Matt proclaimed he needed a riding lawnmower because it would take him 3 hours to mow the yard with a push mower.
My counter-argument was that it takes me 3 hours to clean the house, so I need a maid.
We got the lawnmower.
I'm sure the maid will show up any day now.
We found the lawnmower on Craigslist and got a pretty good deal. Matt fired that bad boy up last Friday. He made his first lap up and back and was grinning from ear to ear. Mowing his own yard. It was the moment he'd been waiting 27 years for.
And then on lap 3, the lawnmower died. Among other problems, the engine block was cracked, and in case you're not up to speed on the going rate for new lawnmower engine blocks, I can tell you they're about $800. Which is more than we paid for the lawnmower to begin with.
Let's just say it was a bad night around here, because we were pretty convinced we were going to be out the money from the first lawnmower, which we couldn't sell to someone else since in the current condition, PLUS have to buy a second. We ran some errands on Friday night but neither of us were in great moods, and when we got home Matt casually mentioned he was hungry and I casually mentioned that he better get used to that feeling because we're never going to be able to afford to eat again.
It wasn't one of my finer moments.
On Monday morning Matt decided to try to call the man we bought the lawnmower from to see if they could work things out. And I'm here to tell you there are still good people in this world because the man felt terrible, apologized profusely, and gave us every cent of our money back.
So the good news is that we now have a new working lawnmower and our lawn will be the envy of the neighborhood in no time.
And the great news is that we will be able to afford to eat another day.
Maybe we can even splurge on some mainstream snacks.