So many things about today were pleasant, it’s difficult to know where to begin.
Which is false – it is actually quite easy to know where to begin since most of the pleasantness springs from one simple thing: THE WEATHER!
It has finally happened, friends. The shift from that soul sucking end-of-summer lingering, yet unwanted hot/humid weather to that gorgeous, sparkling, joyous, crisp, cool, sunny fall stuff that I love so much. I genuinely believe that my body and soul draw power from lovely autumnal weather much as Superman draws his strength from the sun.
Because of the weather, I had a lovely time working the farmer’s market this morning despite dismal sales. I saw about ten kagillion of my students there since I do the market in the town where I work. Oftentimes I do not enjoy seeing students outside of school, but in this case I was expecting it, plus they were getting their faces painted and enjoying themselves so much that I was pretty okay with it.
At the farmer’s market I also got a hot dog, a dough boy, and (free) cotton candy. Score.
Plus, I saw one of the cutest, sweetest, smartest, nicest students I have (and probably will ever have) holding cotton candy and smiling and petting the cutest dog ever (black lab/border collie mix, holy crap!). At one point he knelt down on the ground so the dog could lick his face, which made him giggle. CUTEST THING EVER.
And I got to drive the farm’s behemoth of a van to the market today. I tell you what – if you’ve never driven a vehicle roughly comparable in size to a small U-Haul or a Hummer, you should. You feel powerful and important and when the van goes over rolling bumps in the road, it bounces up and down in the most carnival-ride-esque way.
After I got home and took an accidental nap for two hours, I took a nice brisk walk to Thayer Street and bought a chai and walked around looking at all the happy people in their fall clothes.
And finally, I learned from Twitter that young adult author and major life-inspiration John Green’s first car was a blue 1991 Volvo 240 (while mine was a 1990 but otherwise the same). He saw one, apparently, and almost wept, which is still my reaction to old blue Volvos. I cannot even tell the story about when I traded it in because I get choked up. There are tears in my eyes right now as I type about it, in fact, but I nonetheless like discovering things that I have in common with John Green.
I now intend to clean my kitchen, make Kraft Spirals for dinner, read my Martha Stewart LIVING October issue and probably watch something fantastically fall-ish, like When Harry Met Sally or Little Women or Robin Hood (all of which span seasons yet have a distinctly autumnal quality that makes for the best watching during this time of year).
Really, the pleasantness of the day is out of control.
Meanwhile, suggestions for next week’s theme? Leave them for me, please, because I have a couple I am saving up but am not sure that I want to start them tomorrow!