I think the same thing happens to everyone that lives in DC, or at least I hope I am not the only crazy one in this city (I know there has to be more of me). Around mid January, the warmth of the sun is but a distant memory and you wonder why you didn't apply to jobs in Hawaii. As you trudge through the leftover sludge to work, you feel like you may never see blue skies again and you swear that your skin has never been more see through than it is in that moment. You get to your claustrophobic cube and head straight to weather.com. No surprises there, no sun in the near future. You sulk as you throw off your North face and strip off your winter boots for some more appropriate work shoes, and immediately log onto gchat to plan a vacay with your friends- weather above 80 degrees is the only requirement.
Well, guess what?? We made it fellow DC winter weather haters! No more slipping on ice on your way to the metro or your hair turning into icicles because you woke up too late to blow dry your hair. It is now mid April in the District--- maybe one of my favorite times of the year here in the city that I love (and I swear it isn't because my birthday is next Tuesday, April 20th, pinky swear). The humidity hasn't quite set in yet and everyone is so excited about finally seeing some sun that the city is in a constant buzz.. I mean come on, you gotta love it.
So in my usual fashion, I misplaced another digital camera-- I say misplaced because after an intense, wine induced dance party with my entire family at my parents' house on Christmas, I seem to have forgotten where I "hid" my camera. Everytime I go home to my parents, I search in every crevice of my dad's office- the site of the late night dp- hoping that the camera will miraculously appear.
Little Jesus lost and found, make my camera come around. St Anthony, please find my camera. (if you didn't go to Catholic school you are probably lost at this point, so sorry).
Until Little Jesus or St. Anthony decide to reward me for saying my nightly prayers and not drinking soda or eating for all of Lent (ok, ok I may have slipped up on the cheese thing a FEW times... but cheezits don't count-- I will FOREVER stand by that), I will be capturing DC's spring happenings/my mishaps and adventures/pretty flowers via blackberry camera-- which isn't surprisingly terrible quality I might add.
Thus, I begin....
The Washington Monument in all its glory
Sweet seats at the Nationals game (hopefully we won't suck ALL season)
Perfect weather for pitchers of Margs
playing at the Georgetown waterfront-- almost TOO convenient now that Allison and I are DC residents
Gtown Lacrosse games--- i die. why didn't JMU have a guys' lax team? UGH! (kidding, boyfriend)
Cherry blossoms and the monuments from the boat on the Potomac
Springtime in DC= sweet concerts.
my hood is SO beauteous these days
I can now wear obnoxious nail polish colors and I don't have to apologize (yet I would like to apologize for my man hands... I'll refrain from posting pictures of them ever again).
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