Saturday fun and games

I was sick for my birthday. DH was working the weekend after. The next weekend, we did some serious power napping and intensive recuperations. But this weekend, we were ready to celebrate. DH took me out to buy a garden bench for my birthday, but the only ones we could find were so cheesy! One had a painted cast metal back depicting contented cartoon hogs in a wallow. Another had a dreadful representation of a sunset with palm trees. A third had smiling playful bears, and a fourth (oh shudder) was infested with dear little bunnies. If I had gotten the dear little bunnies, I would have had to spend time painting on bandoliers and headbands and ammo vests. Anything to reduce the high-fructose corn syrupy sweetness. Guerilla bunnies might have a certain cachet. But we decided to keep shopping.


We Traveled down to the uber-chic NW 23rd ave. to hit Lush cosmetics. On the way, we passed this family of pigs that has been accumulating over the years in front of a local tavern. I finally remembered to bring my camera so I could share them with you. If these pigs were backing a garden bench, I might have gone for it.

And on the way home we passed this remarkable stand of city-owned forsythia. You can see them from across the river, creating a lovely splash of yellow in the march greyness.

Then, two blocks from our house, we saw that our neighbors had a garage sale going and they had - a roll-top desk for only two hundred dollars. With the chair on wheels! Long have I yearned for a roll-top desk - with pigeonholes and tiny drawers and the top that will generously roll down and conceal my ongoing mess. Oh I'm so glad I rejected the garden bench. I would have used a garden bench only about three months in the year, but a desk - a desk is a year-round night and day friend. I am now considering a picture, wallhanging, something perfect to hang above it. I love my new office!


The cats hate it, though. The old desk sat just under the window and was perfect perching for scanning the neighborhood. Life is tough when you're short and fluffy.