It’s been beautiful these last few days. And I, for one, appreciate it more than I ever used to. It’s like I’ve come through my more immature days of staying inside on warm sunny days and playing Nintendo into a new mindset where, finally, I value a breeze and the warmth of the deck chair after a morning of sun exposure.

In fact, here in Sioux Falls it’s been at that perfect 65-75 degree range, with a little wind (enough to keep the heat from being stifling) and a little rain (mostly at night, so mornings are wet and soggy). I love it.

And, with my newfound hobby of “reading” the books I buy instead of just putting them on the shelf to look at, I’ve found a brand new way to spend my day before I drag my feet off to work at three. Or in the case of Wednesday, two.

I even enjoy kayaking, though I’m certainly not that good, yet.

I guess it might seem weird, but I was raised a little awkward to the joys of outdoor living, and therefore have spent life being unforgiving of nice days. I’ll still play around indoors too much, but I have a feeling that the traffic on Seventh Ave will be seeing my rounded body lounging on our helicopter pad a lot more than they had bargained for.

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Coming soon: I’m working on a quick essay based one of the most asked job interview questions — please explain your worst or most difficult work experience. However, I’m just narrowing it down to “My Worst Boss.”

John and Doug know who THAT is.