Sunshine, Stories, and Sexy Dads

Well, this morning I saw the Sexy Dad (whose name is actually Eric, I found out a while ago) and spoke to him in passing, on my way back from taking the kids to school... and he held no special appeal for me today; he was just an ordinary guy. I'm sure he's nice and everything, but I don't need the fantasy any more. I'm glad I have Scott. :)

It's beautiful and sunny here this morning, and the air has that feeling which promises warm temperatures by afternoon, so I think I may go for a walk before I begin my stuff for the day. My daffodils are blooming wildly, and it's lovely to see their cheery faces every time I pull into my driveway. I love Spring.

I haven't really had time to blog lately, or felt the urge to either. Something has happened, and I'm now able to write, so I've been working on that. I'm halfway down the second page now! I called Scott at work to tell him I'd gone onto page 2, which seems really silly, but that's actually a big milestone for me. I don't remember the last time I wrote something that made it to a second page, other than my blog of course. It would be so interesting to print out all my blogs and see how many pages I've actually written over the last few years, which would have to be in the hundreds. I bet I'd really feel like a writer then! :)