Spring is here... sort of

Steve Tambourine said that 'summer was on a Tuesday' last year. Well, I'm just wondering... is spring the same way? Last year we had a lovely May, so I'm hoping that in 1 1/2 weeks time spring will really be here. I'm tired of the winter coat, I'm TIRED of the boots. I' m ready for open toed shoes and flip-flops. I can't even remember the last time I wore short sleeves outside. There have been, however some lovely blooming trees springing up around the city - their singularity making them even more beautiful among the mounds of concrete.

Not much to update really. I've been working long hours with the boys this week when I should be studying. They have been stir crazy. Alex fell off his horse for the first time yesterday while attempting a jump. He got right back up and had a very good attitude about it all. I was quite proud of him. The week ended however, with James kicking a football right into Alex's face. The poor kid was covered with mud and had a split lip - but like I keep telling you all, those two aren't happy unless they draw blood so I supposed the week ended appropriately. Only about 3 1/2 more months...

Soon we are going to move out of our flat and begin our summer as house-sitters / squatters - we are looking forward to that! Until June 1, I am supposed to be avidly studying. In between studying I'm trying to sort stuff out with the University regarding tuition, CRB check, vaccinations, etc. A bit of the excitement inevitably wears off as the mundane takes over. Geordan is still faithfully helping me look after the boys when I'm in Sheffield and will fill in for me when I'm at home in Cali. Other than that he is still plugging away at that dissertation. And our house hunt for the next year continues - do we move to Sheffield or do we stay in Manchester? I think we'll put off making a decision for as long as possible...