Well, I can't not do Monday Mash Up, can I? You know, I made a conscious decision on Friday, and I can remember the exact moment. I'd just picked Callum up at school and we went to Starbucks to celebrate the start of Spring Break before coming home. As evidenced by photo number one up there in the left hand corner, I had a trunk (and back seat) full of product from Selma's to start taking photos for their website. I am beyond gleefully excited about this project, but I have a lot to do in the coming months. I may have mentioned (a-hem) that I feel a bit overwhelmed these days. Anyway, it was Friday afternoon, and we came happily home from school. Callum was gathering his stuff from the back seat, and as usual, I was ahead of him, up the steps and at the front door. I had my hand on the handle of our storm door and suddenly I thought, rather that feeling overwhelmed by all the work I have ahead of me, I'm going to be grateful for my bounty.

It's all about your point of view, isn't it?

We had a low-key weekend. Saturday morning we had a huge thunderstorm. Nothing like the horrors faced by those in the south and midwest. But plenty of thunder and lightening. My parents are in Tennessee, and my dad spent a portion of Friday night hiding out in the bathroom (storm shelter) during a tornado warning and high winds. My mom was at a play and after the show the audience wasn't allowed to leave the theater due to tornado warnings and heavy storms. They had gathered in the lobby but were then pushed back into the auditorium (which happened to be a storm shelter) for the worst of the storm. Everybody is fine.

I worked a lot, but it was all good. We did not do our Saturday dinner, but instead I made homemade macs and cheese (that's what's being whisked) and BATS (bacon, avocado and tomato sandwiches) early so Neel and Callum could go to the Harlem Globetrotters! How cool is that! They had so much fun. I would have loved to go, but sometimes it's good for a father and son to do these things alone together.

Sunday was my favorite kind of day. Rainy and cozy. I made breakfast sandwiches, hoping to try them for weekdays, and they were awfully tasty. I don't think I can manage bacon every day of the week though. Bummer. While I worked, Neel tended his garden, building a patio in the rain. It looks beautiful (and damp). Callum and his buds played Nerf basket ball in his room and watched basket ball on tv. It's so nice to relax knowing that Spring Break is here. Isn't that dark, glowy picture cool? Except for the weird smallpox effect, I really like it. He has a sleepover to look forward to this week and new shoes and a haircut (!). Later we're heading out of town to one of my favorite cities. I finally get to show Neel. Can you guess where?