I've spent the last few hours sitting in the backyard, sipping my (decaf) iced coffee, reading a novel and watching as M and the Boy splash in M's newly-acquired, ridiculously elaborate wading pool. Only thing that would have made it more perfect would be a pitcher of some frosty alcoholic drink, but I'm abstaining for the moment.
How are you spending this Memorial Day?
And in other news, I sort-of promised myself I wouldn't be the kind of obsessive person who posts on every twinge. But I'm feeling crampy today -- nothing really painful, but also nothing I've ever experienced before. Implantation? Just plain cramps? Product of an overactive imagination? I can't decide.