In like a Lion, Middle like a Lamb, Out with March - Yuck

March. Yuck. The weather was beyond horrible. What happened? March is typically one of my favorite months.

This year it brought great happiness, but the happiness was wrapped in the crappiest weather I have ever seen in March.

Friday the 13th will never be a bad luck day for me again. I now have a wonderful reason to celebrate Friday's the 13th. Little Abby was born! In my book this entitles her to many many birthdays. She now OWNS March 13, and will get cards and gifts from her Pappy on every Friday the 13th as well!

She is a cute little elf. And I can see that she is going to be a pistol, as is her mother. She appears to favor the two middle fingers as her pacifier and we can all predict where she is going with that! A new board kicking, corner stomping screamer for Polly Anna.

In Mid March, Cousin Karen from AK dropped into town. We met her at the Triple Door to see Long Tall Marcia Ball, a New Orleans boogie woogie piano player. When Marcia spotted Peggy in the audience she HAD to call Peggy over for a picture.

Peggy and I tried to find outdoor life in March. We decided to get away to La Conner, but local and nationwide weather conspired against us. Taking a Friday off for our get-away celebration of anniversary #2 we were stymied by strong winds and shitty rain. Our baby-sitter (my Mom) was basking in the AZ sunshine, but due home on Thursday. Our plan was to drop off Neko on Friday morning and hit the road to La Conner and spend a lovely weekend bike riding and looking at tulips. Unfortunately high winds in AZ cancelled my mother's flight and she did not return till late Friday. We cancelled our early get-away and spent some time walking Lincoln Park with Neko.

On Saturday morning, at the break of dawn, (see previous posts on THIS subject) we headed for La Conner.

Diving through horrendous rain, we stopped at the outlet malls and bought tons of baby clothes and other desirable things to boost the economy and arrived in La Conner in the late afternoon. We toured the town, had a bite at the Brewpub and headed for Chuckanut drive, where our friends John and Nancy live, for a wonderful dinner and tour of their lovely home. On Sunday we toured the dirt where tulips will someday bloom and vowed to come back and see them, when

the weather co-operates.