It's here! Ok, my excitement probably isn't what yours in the norte is what with improving weather, that smell, the muddyness and that fresh chill...ok, I promise I won't do this again for a long time, but I'm taking a spring-inspired poetry moment...
in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little lame baloonman
whistles far and wee
and eddyandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring
when the world is puddle-wonderful
the queer
old baloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
it's
spring
and
the
goat-footed
baloonMan whistles
far
and
wee
...Whew, thanks, e.e. cummings, lovely as always. Ok, I think poetry is out of my system for the day. Speaking of getting things out of the system(winkwinknudgenudge), in a rash of self-projecting spring-mania not only did I do a thorough cleaning of my apartment (down to organizing my jumbled heap of hippie jewelry), but I've decided to do a raw juice fast. Which means for three days I will eat nothing but blended fruits and vegetables. No processing! No animal elements! No booze! No caffeine! Oh god, that last one gave me the shakes and a phantom headache just writing it. I'm shooting for three days, but I have several large bars of 75% cacao swiss chocolate at my apartment and a decent bottle of cabernet sauvignon, so if I make it through tomorrow, I will be damn proud. And to make sure there's plenty of work for that juice to do, I've had three cafe con leches, half a bar of 75% cacao swiss chocolate, half a block of queso fresco, a tamal, a big-ass eggplant sandwich (does anyone know what "nightshades" mean? I read something about them being "bad" somewhere, and that eggplant, tomatoes, potatoes are these, but apparently didn't care enough to follow up on that one.), a pile of sweet potato fries, and a coconut paleta--which is something I'll make sure you become acquainted with at a later date.
You may wonder, with my obvious relish of eschewing limitations, why I would choose to do something like this, but it's like the beauty of spring following winter. Or for me these last two year, that googly-eyed feeling I get for Mexico in the post-Christmas-visit-to-Iowa days. I'll have a fresh gluttonous love for that chocolate bar accompanied by a cup of coffee after a couple of days of not having it. Plus, I've got a trip to the Yucatán coming up! It's like cleaning just before a party, it's nice to have the floor sparkle, even if your friend is going to vomit all over it.
