Is it just me, or does the Chinese Flower Green Tea from Jittery Joe's smell like Trix cereal?
Adulthood, meet Childhood.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
(And Mayflowers bring Pilgrims)
It's raining pretty substantially now. It makes me happy that I didn't wash my car. It rained/hailed on Friday, cleared up on Saturday, and it's been raining since early Monday morning.
I absolutely love it, though. I love it when I'm at home. I like driving in it (well, 80% of the time) and I like walking in it (again, ~80% of the time!). I love that it takes away some of the pollen from the air. I love that Lake Lanier is less than 8 feet below full pool. I love how GREEN everything is lately! It's easy to forget how pretty spring is when summer is so blistering, fall is so busy, and winter is so long. In contrast with the dull background, the green is especially bright.
Actually, I supposed I walked away longer than I thought because now it's stopped raining and while the sun isn't out, it is shining through the clouds. And according to the weather, that's the end of the rain for the week. Hm. I'm going to miss it.
For Easter, I bought Toms Shoes for me and my sister. I've been meaning to buy some for years now, but they slipped my mind until a few days ago. I was getting tired of wearing my burgundy moccasins from Old Navy that I've worn almost every day since November. I had brown ones, too, but the weather forecast in New York didn't predict snow, so when I wore them and they were exposed to frozen water from the sky, something happened and they turned white and splotchy after they dried. I found my Keds from four years ago that romped around Rome and Pompeii and Delphi and I've been wearing those lately. They're still comfortable and everything, but they're blue and I hate wearing blue shoes with blue jeans. It's a stigma from my all-blue outfit from 3rd grade--ill-fitting white shirt with tiny blue flowers all over it over dark powder blue leggings with blue Reebok sneakers and a blue necklace. I thought I was stylish. I thought that's what Claudia Kishi or Stacy McGill would wear. Years later, I still cringe that I went out in public like that. (The description is nowhere NEAR as upsetting as the vivid imagery I have in my mind.)
I hope you enjoyed that long aside. Whether you did or didn't, buy Toms Shoes! It's a great cause and a great shoe.
Drip drip drop, little April Shower / What can compare to your beautiful sound?
[Edit: I've tried to edit this 3 times and nothing works. I apologize!]