Oh, fall! Today I think you’re cute. A little windy, a little chill in the air…so life-affirming!
What a difference a day makes. (Also helpful: “boxing it out” with one’s trainer, a good Gruner and a lobster roll, advice from friends, and watching Top Chef—where that guy Kevin, who reminds me of boys I went to high school with and I may have a bizarre crush on despite him totally looking like, as this site points out, Yukon Cornelius, said, upon winning the Quickfire Challenge, “I was a little intimidated by that fact that some of my competitor’s food is prettier than mine and is more sophisticated, but I realized that what I do has just as much validity as what they do.”)
Which, really, I think, is an uplifting statement for anyone, even if you’ve never boiled water.
With my newfound cheer, I ventured out to Park Slope, aka, Land o’ Strollers, to see my good friend D., who has a several-month-old baby with the most amazing Sid Vicious-spiked hair, but not the anger or violent tendencies of Mr. Vicious, thank goodness. He also has extremely long, graceful fingers, which make you wonder if he’ll be a pianist—what else do long fingers naturally endow you to do? Drink lots of wine from large glasses?
Appropriately, we went to a little French bistro and sat outside for a few hours, enjoying our lunches and a glass each of red wine (me and D., not the baby). And while I’m not sure how many unemployed people I saw (you just can’t tell by looking, you know), I did see many moms with babies and young children, some nannies with babies and young children, a high-school-age girl in a parochial school uniform, and at least 5 dogs of varying cuteness.
After lunch we went into this store, where I purchased a coat, because even if you’re unemployed, you need to stay warm during the colder months. I am very excited about this coat, which I dub “Audrey Hepburn casual” and can see pairing very nicely with slacks (not that I wear them) or unemployment jeans and flats. Flats are my next big purchase, as mine seem to be wearing away from the bottom up.
Mmm, fall shopping, another cause for happiness about the change in season.
Now I have to make myself get up, go to the gym, and pack for my upcoming trip to Cape Cod, where My Retired Father, My Semi-Employed Mother, and my PhD-Getting Bro and his Freelancin’ Fiancée will convene for a family reunion of sorts. Should be interesting; they always are.
I will report from the scene.