Mr. B and I are stressed out right now, for a multitude of reasons. The amount of decisions we’ve had to make recently are overwhelming us and they’re something I’ve thought about every day, for at least the past six months. When we’re done, I’m sure I’ll feel 10 lbs lighter.
Yesterday, my parents came to visit us and we took them to see cherry blossoms. Not the ones in the Tidal Basin, because that’s where all the tourists cause congested arteries, but the ones in a nearby Maryland neighborhood that local relatives tipped us off to last year.
There’s something about cherry blossoms that, when you see them, you relax.
Because, when it’s sunny and cherry blossom petals are falling all around you, the world can’t be all that bad.
“It’s like snow,” my mom said. And it was.




I think underneath their beards, all Russian men must look the same.
Your dad in that picture looks JUST like the Russian father of one of the kids at the toddler’s preschool. Eerie.
Very, very pretty pictures..
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