1. Pussy willows. I have a vase of them on our giant kitchen table. Hoping some of them sprout so I can try to plant them. I adore pussy willows. Always have, even when I lived in the desert and had never actually SEEN them. Here in NYC, they’re a rite of spring – everyone seems to buy them for the house in February or March. I found some early this year & decided I needed an early spring. Who doesn’t, every so often?
2 The Brooklyn Botanical Garden. One of the coolest places in the city. I go there a lot when I have the time. I’m hoping – rather desperately – to bring a child there almost every day in the spring & summer of next year. That place is the focus of most of my “when I am a mommy” daydreams. Walking down the cherry promenade with a Sprog in a stroller. That real-life snapshot is one that I covet desperately, but the great-big-gaping-hole that it leaves in my mental photo album doesn’t spoil the fact that I love the Gardens.
3. The last day of the month. I don’t know why, but the last day of the month always seems to be full of possibilities. Well, that and bill-paying…
4. Tricking a shy kid into talking to me. Having been a shy kid at one time, and still feeling like a shy kid most of the time, I have a lot of sympathy for the toe-starers and lip-biters among us. It’s a lot of fun when I can watch a kid realize that there’s nothing to worry about with me, that I won’t make fun of them, and that I just might be able to help them. It’s the reason I became a librarian, and it’s a good day when it happens.
5. I love watching bad tv & movies with my husband. He’s fun to be snarky with, he doesn’t mind if I’m not in a mood to take anything seriously, and when we’re alone we can riff off of stupid movie for hours, getting progressively sillier as we go. It’s a Samurai movie on the bill for tonight. Woohoo!