Shame on me. No pictures? Well, my hard drive croaked.
I feel like a hard-drive crash is something that only happens in theory, not in real life. Turns out, it's real. So go back up your photos. Right now. Then come back for my hearty hello from sunny Arizona.
Back already? Hello!
If you ever move to Phoenix in April, you may notice...
- Arizonans seem to measure their time here in summers...
- Warm weather means more people exercise?
Christopher's fabulous stepmom took me on a 5-mile hike, which feels like a good place to start.
- The Apple Store rocks.
I'm especially grateful for a certain subdued, detail-oriented genius who spent two hours and all his genius tricks saving nearly every last picture of my baby girl that I thought I'd lost. (Rock on, Type 2's. If you and I have ever talked about Energy Profiling, you may know what I mean.)
- People show up when you need them.
We'd already seen random kids at the park down the street about six times, but yesterday, I got her dressed and told her that this was the day we would meet some real friends. And some woman invited us to a massive play group where we moms sat on blankets and talked about summer (it's coming...) and they put me on their mom-group email list.
When the two of us came home after play group today, my baby was singing to herself again.
So far, so good. I'll let you know when summer arrives.