Happy Monday, my little chickadees. How’s every little thing? Do anything exciting this weekend?
Last week’s Lazy Monday poll was a rousing success. Violet and I chatted about how to store perfume, Deb was convinced after much cajoling from the gang that yes, she DID need to start getting a new Easter dress every year since she liked it so much as a child. Jen209 and I bonded over bad jelly beans and Janey revealed an embarrassing secret re: those marshmallow-filled bunnies that aren’t even really food. Our Lisa got tenure (yay) and there were several discussions on Easter Hats, candy and whether or not one ought to dress up.
Over the weekend I was thinking about how we observe spring. In Austin, the first sign of spring is South by Southwest, followed by the bluebonnets painting the roadsides blue and oak pollen painting our cars yellow. I’ve switched from my Big Important Perfumes to lighter colognes and spend as much time outside as I can before Austin returns to its normal place right on the face of the sun and I go subterranean until November.
I’m listening to more Beethoven and less Bach (Bach always seems wintry to me) and reminiscing on how spring meant strawberries from “my” strawberry patch as a little girl and polishing the brass on the famous Dentzel Carousel in Glen Echo Park with my Girl Scout troop.
I used to “run away” to the carousel –six blocks from my front door– far more often than most people knew. Pretending I lived inside the machine room, the animals would be my friends and save me from the monsters that lived in the calliope.
Okay your turn, what’s on your mind?