I should be writing a real post now — it’s been so long — but I’m tired and still need to get a bit more packing in tonight. We’re off to Florida soon to see Jonathan’s family and take Gus to SeaWorld. Hopefully it will be fun + relaxing — Gus tends to ignore us when Grandma’s around so J + I are dreaming of lots of poolside cocktails.<\/p>\n
I’ve been ruminating on a big ol’ post about consumerism and anti-consumerism, but you’ll all just have to wait a while longer for that one.<\/p>\n
Some things:<\/p>\n
– Spring is nearly here, the daffodils and hyacinths have bloomed, and the crocuses in front of our building are even over. It’s time for us to get back to the botanic gardens<\/a> for a visit before the cherry blossoms hit and the whole dang city invades. Looks like the strawberries and chives survived the winter in our courtyard, but the mint and lavender have not. We’ll need to get on that now if there are to be mojitos in the summer.<\/p>\n – An old friend made some mp3s of a mixtape made by another old friend, and I am really enjoying the indiepop wayback machine that it is. Passmore Sisters! French Impressionists! So very nice.<\/p>\n – Reading Anne Lamott<\/a> makes me feel so much better about everything. She’s like a nice warm blanket and fresh baked cookies.<\/p>\n – The article by Calvin Trillin in last week’s New Yorker about his late wife Alice<\/a> nearly made me cry.<\/p>\n