flower market

Tony and I had a particularly loud venture to Target yesterday (these pictures are not related to this story- this wasn't target;) (well Hy was an angel, Brody was loud) where when we got home we both daydreamed about the quiet days when we just sit at home and read.  I'm like, "it'll be so nice to read a BOOK!  I haven't been able to read a book in.. looks at watch..THIRTY years!"  (my future self says)  We were kidding- we really love being parents to little kids. (:

I wouldn't be surprised if that comes true though (minus this one of course).  I'm on the clock 24 hours and the quiet minutes I get I'd rather be drooling on my pillow.  It truly is my goal to read a book a month.. I just never do.  Instead I find myself meandering through flower markets because there like an infinity of them here and where I come from (came from, I'm not "from" there) you don't see these scattered on every corner.  Or do you?  At any rate, in case you are wondering, I'm actually jealous of my Arizona pals who are WARM.  It's been so cold and rainy lately.. so much for my 92 and humid couple of days;)

ps. why can't I ever decide on a look for my blog? haha