the grass is always greener....

well, it's quite literally greener here. but despite the lovely sound of rain on the roof, i'd quite like to be throwing snowballs.

it was nice and dry this morning so i rode my bike to church (eat less, move more) and then came back here for coffee and deep+meaningfuls with a friend.

i don't think i've mentioned it on here yet but my beloved milo is preggers. and it's more than likely that sammy is the daddy. dog incest, so wrong.