It’s been a busy couple of weeks in my world. I’ve neglected Margot Mondays the past two Mondays, I believe. I promise to pick that up again next Monday.
In the meantime, I wanted to make note of some Very Good Things. This morning, as I was standing in the middle of the traveling sardine can I call the Santa Monica Blue Bus, shoulder to shoulder with people I don’t know and with some guy mouth breathing all over my neck, I tried to channel my happy place despite living a real-life “Elaine-Benes-Stuck-on-the-Subway” scene. It was hard, but I think I pulled it off.
Here are the things that got me through my midweek commute:
1) The Los Angeles Public Library has created a Literary World Cup to coincide with the goings on in Brazil. Recent pairings have included Yasunari Kawabata’s Thousand Cranes (Japan) vs. Laura Restrepo’s The Angel of Galilea (Colombia) and Đuka Begović by Ivan Kozarac (Croatia) vs. Like Water for Chocolate by Laura Esquivel (Mexico). I’ve added so many books to my ever-growing list as a result of this. Way to go LAPL!
2) Two weekends ago we spent a sunny Saturday at the Aquarium of the Pacific in Long Beach. It was crowded and the churros were stale, but then these things happened and I was so glad we came:
The jellies were her jam.
Sea Bass are really, really large.
3) We celebrated a wonderful Father’s Day for Mike. I’ll post more on this next week, but to say the weekend was food-centric would be a wee bit of an understatement. Turns out that when you ask men what they want to do for their very special weekend, they usually respond with “I don’t know…Food?”
Margot and I made Mike eggs benedict for brunch.
And then, later that same day, we went out for oyster po’boys and johnnycakes with maple butter.
4) Oh, and it was my 33rd birthday that very same weekend. I felt a little guilty about stealing Mike’s thunder (it was his first Father’s Day and I’ve already had, like, 32 birthdays), but he still managed to remind me of why I love him.
On Friday night he came home with nail polish for me. I wonder whether he just grabbed the first three he could find, or if, as he says, he actually stood there and picked them out. Either way, purple rules!
And then he made me a homemade peaches and cream cake. Whipped cream frosting, peach puree, and everything.
And then I got some loot. New Midwestern cookbook, fancy cheese, flowers, and topaz stacking rings (Margot’s birthstone).
5) Speaking of Mike, he achieved a milestone in his PhD studies and advanced to candidacy! I knew he would, but still. Exciting stuff!
6) My LA Kings won the Stanley Cup. On my birthday. We watched every game with bated breath and I even watched local news coverage of the downtown celebration parade and rally twice. Yep, I heard mayor Eric Garcetti’s “f-bomb” twice.
GKG! Image found here.
Santa Monica Big Blue Bus? I’ll see you at 5.