There's a beautiful feeling of "summer is here" the first time you walk in the house, realize the a/c is on, and it feels good.

The sun finally came out today. It's been cloudy and raining all week, sort of the blah weather that makes everyone go "ugh" and except for not having sun to wake me up, I really don't mind.

After a week of constant, steady rain/mist, the trees have full leaves, the lawn is green, and I even have grass sprouting around the base of the trees, where there's usually not enough water to support it. Spring needs a good soaking to fully support the season... now we're looking like we're ready for summer.

Of all the billion things I have to do, the magazine stack was getting way too high. 8 when I started tackling it yesterday, then I checked the mail and got a new one, but I still have it down to 6. There are worse ways to spend a morning.

It's the daily things I miss. The little small talk around the house, the kiss-and-a-cuddle before bed. The what's-for-dinner, the what're-you-doing-tonight, who's-coming-over and did-you-pick-up-any-beer. There's a daily rhythm to sharing one's life, and it's the rhythm I miss. The big things are only once a year, the every day made up our life.