Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Friday, February 08, 2013

Childhood Fun, Take 2

A snowpocalypse is coming to New York City, perfectly timed for the weekend, and all I can think of is...well, all of this:

SNOW! It's snowing side ways. It's snowing up! Snow shuffle trails. Slush shuffles trails. Candles. Yummy dessert-smelling candles! Baking. I want to bake! What to bake while doing strict low-carb? Nothing. No baking. Well, my cornish hen. Yeah, I'll roast the cornish hen. Then... Snow angels. Snow party! Snow cream! Radioactive Manhattan snow? Hmm... Snow cream anyway. They'd better not clean up the snow before I have a chance to make snow angels. Reading. Reading in a fort. Little House on the Prairie! But I only have two of nine Little House books in the series. Stupid opposite-of-hoarding problem. I've owned the whole series. Twice. Grad school reading? That psychoanalytic textbook...and The Gift of Therapy... Nah. Little House. Breaking Bad marathon! Breaking Bad and Little House on the Prairie. Hmm. At home spa treatments! Pedicure. Ooh. Yoga. I'll do yoga. YouTube yoga? Is my five hour class still on tomorrow? Ugh. Behavioral therapy. Snow angels tomorrow! What will I wear? I need a pink snow suit. No, I want a pink snow suit. I'll just wear...two pairs of yoga pants...fuzzy pajama pants...and jeans...in what order? Whatever. Snow angels anyway. Definitely snow angels.


This is childhood fun, take 2. (Or in ego psychology, Adaptive Regression in the Service of the Ego.)