Ramble on, Sing this song

It's cold this morning.  My toes are popsicles.
Zeke is shivering.  But Zeke shivers when it's 70 degrees outside.  The heat is on, but the wood floors are cold, and like Zeke, I would thrive in 90 degree weather!

Lilli and Olivia are napping, and Declan and I are reading.  He occasionally takes a break to push the big stuffed toy frog around in the play shopping cart.

It's Friday, and I'm thinking about all the things I'd  like to accomplish this weekend.  There's too much, and I won't be able to do it all in between the things we already have planned.  But that's okay.  Life is always like that.  I admit that's where my frustrations often lie, because there's barely time to get the things done that need doing.  Very very little time left for the want-to-dos.  I have to work on making time for the wants, because the wants are important too.

Lyrics to a piece I wrote driving back to Ellensburg during college have been running through my head since early this morning.  The music, the music.  Always a' want-to-do'.  An urgency.   A need I have a hard time fulfilling.  Maybe tomorrow.  Maybe tomorrow.

Sunshine!!!  It's beautiful, and happy, and inviting us outdoors to play!