My smile says SPRING: Fun pictures with Bronson

My friend Bronson came to visit again! YAY! FUN TIMES GALORE! WEEEE!!!!

He’s the kind of guy who makes even a trip to Taco Bell interesting. And, this weekend, I was so super excited about the sun making it’s first appearance in about 17 months that I made him go on a walk with me at Emricson Park here in Woodstock.

I even decided it was warmer than it was and refused to wear my full winter jacket, instead opting for a fleece and some gloves (see below).

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– My smile says SPRING, but my hands and the ice in the background say, DUDE! NOT YET!

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– I look disproportionately small for some reason in this picture. And if you look close, you see my arm’s reflection in my glasses taking the phot0.

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– Bronson, standing in front a baseball park, before he fell in front of a soccer field about 35 minutes later when he slipped on some ice. Usually, I’m the one who falls, so that was a refreshing change.

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Three pounds

Me: Ya. So, I really wanted to lose 3 more pounds.

Bronson: Three pounds. Dude. You could take a Midol and lose that!

Me: Ha. Ya. I guess. I was 198 when I started. Now I’m 144. I’d like to be 141.

Bronson: Oh my God. Is that even healthy?

Me: What do you mean?

Bronson: That seems really low.

Me: Aww. That’s nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.

(p.s. I’m not anorexic. It is totally healthy).

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THE SUN IS OUT!!!!

Dear Sun,

WOW!

I mean, well, just. Wow.

It’s been so, so, so, so, long.

So. Long.

I was really worried about you.  The days starting ending at 3 p.m., and I thought maybe I’d never see you again. I thought it would be dark outside forever, and that the snow would be here until I die, and that winter would never, ever end.

But now.

YOU’VE CAME BACK!

And it’s glorious!

Glorious like a big batch of warm chocolate chip cookies, or the latest issue of TIME Magazine, or saving money on my car insurance, or neon lime-green shirts, or Johnny Depp in 3D or a first kiss.

Simply glorious.

I missed you an insane amount. I missed you more than journalism misses the 90s. More than my Catholic friend Diana misses meat on Fridays. Heck, I missed you more than  Tiger Woods misses Nov. 24, 2009.

Seriously.

I’m so glad you came back. Please, never leave me again.

Love (Yes, love),

Crystal

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