I love spring. I am thinking I must have the winter blues disorder, because as soon as it got warmer and the sun stays out longer, I have a much better appreciation for things and everything just seems better. I think I need to go to Florida for the winters or something. I painted my kitchen (which I think turned out very nice), and I even got out and raked my yard last weekend. I've never raked unless I was forced to, but I could tell that it did look better, then I filled up my firepit and burned stuff (fun!). I love getting the fire going, nice and big, I think I must've inherited that from my dad.
Andy and I went camping two summers ago in BC, and we got to our site were setting up the tent, it was sometime in the afternoon. Andy was setting up the tent, so I decided to get the wood and start a fire. Well Andy was busy and didn't notice what I was doing. Finally he looked up and noticed that I had the fire going and it was huge and I was beside it pretending to get warm. He looked at me like I was retarted! He said "Jen, it's thirty degrees out, I thought you were just going to get the wood ready". Then I looked around at the other campers and I think they were pointing and laughing, but I didn't care. It was a great fire.
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