rainy days and mondays always get me down...

so say the Carpenters, but no, Karen, this is not true for me. Though i'll take shine over rain any day, today is the perfect rainy day. It's not sticky, hot rain like we get in the summertime; it's not icy, sharp rain that punctuates grey winter days. This is spring rain: clean, cool, mild. Just a couple of layers and an umbrella will get you through the day, and after yesterday's perfection, this feels like just a minor setback. 

as for mondays? they're not so bad... it's wednesdays that get me. Mondays are like mornings: they come sooner than I want them to, but when they arrive there's a hope that this day (or week) just might be the best one yet. By Wednesday, i've resigned myself to the very real probability that nothing life-changing or defining is going to happen this week, and all i'm left with is a caffeine high and frizzy hair (by wednesday i just stop caring). but for now, it's monday. there is still hope...

so stare out your window and listen to one of my favorites:

Alfie - Marian McPartland

or

Alfie - John Scofield

the same song, in two totally different ways.