According to the weather app on my iPhone the high for Friday in NYC will be 70 degrees. It’s also suppose to rain.
Does anyone else feel like this is a late April Fools joke from Mother Nature and instead of warm temperatures and rain we will wake up with freezing temps and snow on the ground? I’m sure if we listen closely we can hear Mother Nature giggling with delight.
At the beginning of the winter season I was worried it was going to be a mild winter. I really wanted to play in the snow. My two goals for the season 1) make a snow angel and 2) make a snowman.
That first snow day I was so excited. I played in the snow and made a snow angel. First goal down! But the snow was too fluffy to make a snowman.
Each snowfall added to the last making huge snowpiles on the sidewalks and streets. But it was the untouched snow that really got me excited. I’m not sure what it was but I really liked leaving my boot print or hand print or writing something in the untouched snow.
When it snowed on the first day of spring it was like a final farewell from Jack Frost for the year.
I will miss the snow and the magical, child-like excitement that went along with fresh snowfall.
Now I can get ready for spring. I can’t wait to take walks (reading breaks on benches) in Central Park or ride my bike through the city.
I need to make plans for all the things goals I want to accomplish this spring. NYC needs to be explored!
Each season brings out a new me. A new, hopeful, ready to tackle anything me.
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It was 65 degrees this morning and extremely humid but I still saw people who dressed like the next ice age was upon us!
I even told one woman that it was 65 degrees outside and she said, “Oh, that’s cold!” I was like, “No, it’s not. Just wait until the end of the week.”
Poor woman, she may not make it.
When I was in elementary/middle school teachers would confiscate my books because I was reading instead of listening to them. But I just couldn’t help myself. The story would get so good I could not put it down. I longed for LEAP or other standardized testing days because that was the only time I was allowed to read what ever I wanted in class.
I remember staying up late reading Christopher Pike, R.L. Stine, Encyclopedia Brown
While reading I wanted to be the characters or one of their friends. I wanted to be IN the book and a part of the story. I would adopt the mannerisms or sayings from my favorite characters. After the story ended I was so sad. I would use my imagination to continue the story in my head. I guess that’s why I like series books.
As an adult I still read young adult books but now I appreciate the end of the story. I find a great ending can be euphoric in some ways. Young adult books also make me nostalgic for my youth. It was a time when you had no real problems but everything seemed to be the end of the world.
There is so much a writer can do with a YA story. Kids have imaginations that are willing to accept anything. Life and experiences haven’t inhibited their imaginations yet. Whole worlds with different rules and laws can be created in these types of books. Plus an author can add different genres to every story. A YA book can be fantasy, sci-fi, romance, mystery, thriller, comedic and many more all rolled into one. And if it’s written just right it can conjure just as many feelings as well.
I’m really looking forward to this year’s BookExpo America. To meet other adults who share my passion for YA. I can’t wait to hear the authors speak at the Children’s Book & Author Breakfast; or go to sessions dedicated to children’s and YA books or hear how editors knew a certain YA title was perfect for their list. Here are few more sessions I can’t wait to attend:
While at BEA I will be tweeting about what I learn and what kind of swag I’ll be snagging. Follow me on Twitter here.
Hopefully my apartment won’t look like this after BEA:
But then again…
I think I may be watching too much sci-fi.
Looks like fun.
Hope it doesn’t turn into this:
What I am sure straight men want it to turn into:
Sorry ladies, I couldn’t find any sexy men pillow fighting but here is one of Ryan Gosling. I’m sure there is a pillow in that room somewhere.
Let’s have a second look, shall we?
I’m adding this one just because I think it’s funny:
My day did not start well.
This is how I feel!
Here is what I feel like when I wake up to snowfall.
Here is what I really want to do in the snow.
This is what I probably look like to others. (just not as cute) (also see first images)
This is what, I’m sure, other New Yorkers want to do to me.
I never know what to wear in NYC. It’s cold outside but since I am walking everywhere or on the subway packed like a sardine or going into buildings where the heat is on high it can get pretty hot. So how do I dress? What do I wear? If I dress in layers then I always have to carry around a layer or two when I am in a building. I don’t even like to carry my purse so adding something else to it is just asking for a grumpy girl.
Then there is the hat issue. I wash and dry my hair in the morning and the last thing I want to do is wear a hat which can cause sweating and flat hair. But I know my ears will get cold if I don’t. I did find some very nice and big earmuffs in Chinatown to solve this problem. Yes, people stare but I decided not to take it as judgement but as, “ooh, look at those cool earmuffs.” When it is really cold I double up and wear the hat and the earmuffs. It is a very attractive look.
Sometimes I wear the hood of my coat but that comes with its own issues. If
the wind blows too hard then it falls off. If I tie it on then I get claustrophobic and somehow end up tying my hair into knot.
Today I woke up late and decided to wear my hair in a bun. Bun-head and hat-head do not work well together. Also I never realized how much warmth my hair actually gives me. Luckily one of the layers I brought with me has a high collar and I zipped that baby up to keep my neck and ears warm.
If I’m not going to get another blizzard, so I can make my first snowman, then I want spring to come right now. I’m not ready for summer because that also brings in a whole array of issues, i.e. sweating, makeup melting off, pit stains on nice work clothes, freshly washed hair looking greasy and wet from sweating, being on the subway with people who really need to invest in deodarant etc.
Any New York tips would be greatly appreciated!
TakingLibertyS 