March blows in like a lion

It is cold! I always want it to be spring as soon as March arrives, but then I remember that it snowed when my mom brought me home from the hospital at the beginning of April. Looks like we will have more snow this week. These are the days when I wish that I could be a cat and spend my days at home sleeping, eating, and receiving a lot of love and attention.

Last weekend we had fun seeing The Magic Flute at the Met and having dinner with Andrew and Laura at sublime Blue Hill Stone Barns. This weekend we are heading to Philly to experience the wonders of our sister city to the south.

Happy belated Purim!