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I'm trying a lot of different techniques to usher in spring around these parts. I know that it's only February and spring won't arrive for at least another two months, but I am so, so ready. I made a new wreath for my front door out of spring flowers. I had a wintery one up but I felt like it was condoning all the snow business that's accumulating outside and I just couldn't have that. I also made lemon bars. If lemon bars don't scream warm weather, then I just don't know what does. We definitely ate the entire pan in record time because it just tasted like summer. And then we would walk by a window or open the door and realize that winter just wasn't budging.

Even baby Maddox knows something is up. He's just as sick of being cooped in the house as I am. I opened the front door and let him bang on the glass door for a few minutes the other day. It lasted exactly one minute before the cold air was seeping through and dropping the indoor temperatures to like negative six. So we went back to cuddling under blankets and I downed my 400th cup of hot tea.

I'll be in LA in a little over a month. Sunshine and warm weather, here we come!