When the weather is like this in Chicago, I think it will never end. I think that every year around this time. I’ve been draining every bit of pleasure out of these days. I walk to my exercise class on Monday and Wednesday mornings. On my route I saw a sign…it read: “Bad Dog.” It was neatly handwritten in block letters and attached to a small stake. It was quite low to the ground (eye level to the dog it was addressed to?), and I had to kneel down to get the photo.
My friend Connie is also taking advantage of the weather. Today she was reading large print Proust at an outdoor café. Here’s the email she sent me this afternoon.
Subject: C- on SAFE PASSAGE
Date: September 28, 2013 1:37:18 PM CDT
My thinking, as usual, was a little oblique here. After yoga, which has a tendency to rev me up rather than calm me down, I decided to stop at the Brown Elephant to look around and maybe get a book that would send me to snooze-land tout de suite as soon as I got home.
Proust! A La Recherche Du Temps Perdu. A large-type version.
Perfect, I thought! I have fallen dead asleep on the tiny type edition plenty of times.
Then I spotted First Slice and could not resist Proust and pie.
You said that we have to take advantage of these “outside” days.
Being a Bat Badgirl, I am partial to dark and dank and bad weather but am willing to be flexible and try sun and air sometimes.
I was trying to be blissful and find my “om” yogic state.
But then my blood soon got pushed back to full roiling boil again.
What set me off was being
outside where a bicyclist was taking a phone pic of her friend. So I asked her to take one of me, too, trying to be calm for a change.
She squeaked, “Ohhh, my mother has one of these old phones.”
I headed home–deflated and downcast.
That’s when I noticed that all the trees on Foster Avenue had SAFE PASSAGE signs on every one.
Has Foster ever been a war zone?
Do we now have to announce with big yellow homeplate signs that it is safe for you to walk your child to school on this street?
I am pulling the blinds shut and staying home in the cool and the dark where it has always been “safe” for a bad Bad Girl. C-
P.S. I am meeting Bill at the Sunshine Cafe at 5:30 tonight if you want to join us for Japanese food. But no pie. First Slice already cut me to the quick today.
P.P.S. Good cherry pie, though!