Nice.

OK, false alarm. Western PA has skipped Spring and gone straight into summer. Today it was well over 70(F). I wore shorts today while washing and waxing the car - the first time I think my legs have seen direct sunlight in 5 years. Tonight we've got the windows open and can hear the peep toads peeping away in the local wetlands.
This week I have encountered some especially amusing 'downs' regarding our re-entry. My brain sometimes gets mixed up over various terms, with the additional complication of my having intentionally spent the last 5 years working very hard to adapt to the Scottish outlook on the world. Now I'm back in what one might expect to be 'normal' territory, but it gets me into all kinds of trouble. You see, here in PA I have the look and the accent of a local. The problem is, I'm no longer really a local. To cap it all off, we've run into some silly paperwork problems with our car insurance (ie 'proof of insurance for the last 12 months.' Duh! We had insurance in the UK. Call them!). This week was the first time that I walked out to my car and got into the wrong door. But that was at least amusing at the time!
This evening we attended a formal Tenebrae service at the local Presbyterian church. It's been a long time since I've spent a Maundy Thursday at such a formal communion celebration, and this one was appropriately thoughtful and sobering. It's also been a long time since I've attended any Easter-related celebration in short sleeves! Nice.