It's Monday Already?

No, the weekend's silence was NOT an indication that I got "traded to the mafia" in a bid to resurrect writers of yore.

Basically, it was just go-go-go for the last five days.  I finally zonked out around 9PM last night, woke at 3AM and threw a load of wash in the machine, then went back to sleep until six.  I'm behind on reading, reviewing, and writing, and managed to miss the fe_contest  voting deadline as well.  Yeesh.  

OTOH, the perennials I planted yesterday and the day before are looking very nice.  Hopefully the oriental poppies will actually DO something for me this season.  And my red and white trilliums survived the winter, which made me very happy because I thought they were all duds.   Oh, and the daffodils finally bloomed yesterday.  Mine are a week behind the rest of the neighborhood, but I don't care.

Yep.  Spring has finally, finally, FINALLY sprung here in lower Michigan.
OK.  Off to make dinner...

Note to anon-meme person afraid to comment in my journal.  I don't bite or anything.  :(