Spring Fever

I know new posts have been pretty sparse around here, but springtime here in the wilds of Northern Virginia (and when I say wilds I mean the Target parking lot on Saturday morning) speeds by at breakneck pace (or that might be how I drive to work every morning).

So aside from my regular duties protecting poor little corporate America from mean ole lawmakers and their big bully constituents, I've been busy ensuring that America's youth understands that our national pastime is indeed a sport played outside and does not involve controllers and a big screen.






Of course, I've also been spreading beauty far and wide (What? My house is on the corner, I have to plant on two sides).


I've been sowing the seeds for a bountiful harvest (if you call a few salads and enough jalapeno peppers to start your own salsa company bountiful).

And well, the kids do need a rinsing off every once in a while.