Like the Mudville 9

…hope springs eternal. Spring on the calendar if not the air. Peep season is (hopefully) over.

After my pathetic trash-diving-impulse-averted episode (see post February 17th), I thought I would be able to resist the annual Peep-cravings this year… and was doing so well…!

My mistake was to tell someone the story. So, I arrived home last week to a courier package from afar, and inside found two boxes of Peeps. I made them last just 4 days, on the theory of just getting rid of them as soon as possible! Then, yesterday, in my Easter basket, another box! PURE SUGAR. Pure Bliss, I love Peeps. Esp half stale ones that are chewy…

Well, that was that. Blew up the bicycle tires, the ice is gone from the roads and the town has been around with the sand sweepers, so I can finally go for bike rides after work. The wind, which has been blowing hard the past three days, is supposed to settle down by this afternoon. I can’t wait. Maybe I’ll take Jackson with me, see if he can run alongside without being afraid of the wheels. I don’t want to tax his little legs too much… but he loves to come with me. And I need to break in my “seat” since I haven’t been riding over the winter.

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