I could swear it is. A few days ago, it was even Summer! I distinctly remember 91 degrees and Sun. In fact, I blogged it! The high today? 61 degrees Fahrenheit. 61. And it's cloudy. It's OK, I'm still going to take Meg for a walk. We have soap orders to get out, and there's no reason not to walk them down; we both need the exercise.
And this Sunday, I'm still doing the MS Walk. It's supposed to be 56 with showers, but my friend and I will walk the six miles through lower Manhattan and Brooklyn. It wouldn't be right not to after collecting donations. I'd feel guilty.
Besides, I have to bring my friend some soap. I gave her a bar of the coffee soap to try, and now she wants to buy some more. I love that she loves it! And that also means it doesn't aggravate her allergies, since she's got those. I'm thinking I'm also going to bring her a bar of our brand new soap, Garden Party. I absolutely love the stuff, and with the Red and Yellow Kaolin clays that are in it, it's great for oily skin, which she's combating. Hey, we all have our issues.
Plus, it smells like Spring - we used geranium and sweet orange essential oils, and it's fantastic. On a day like Sunday promises to be, I think bringing something that smells like Spring is in order. To lift our spirits, y'know?