Ostara

Today was the first day of spring. Ostara, the ORIGINAL Easter, is here. I usually haven't made a big deal out of this, but I've always wanted to. Instead, I've gotten excited in my pagan way during the Christian Easter by coloring lots of Easter eggs and celebrating my inner child.

But this year, I was able to celebrate the first day of spring the way I've wanted to, with Ray (because he wanted to celebrate it too). He got me a huge bouquet of flowers and we went out to dinner. I think from now on, it's going to be our Valentine's Day. After all, flowers are much cheaper AFTER Valentine's Day, and they mean more when they're not obligatory for some made up Hallmark holiday.

Of course, the bouquet was so big I had to go buy a large vase just so I could stick the flowers in water. Apparently all the vases in the house are being used by leather roses. Go figure.