Wow. I now know what it’s like to have all my dreams come true. Faster that I ever thought possible.
This has nothing to do with hard work. This is all about dumb luck and probably climate change!
SPRING IN THE CITY! It’s only March 9th and temperatures reached 77 degrees in NYC today. That’s warm enough to make me shave my legs! You know that means it’s serious!
MARCH 9th: SPRING FEVER HITS NYC
It’s the quickest, most abrupt snap out of hibernation most of us have ever experienced. New Yorkers know how to rise to an occasion. We’re not easing into spring, we’re jumping in the deep end. We’re gobbling it up like it’s a giant slice of pizza and we’re a tiny rat. If we’re recent grads of winter, we’re going for Executive Level Spring, fuck that internship shit.
I’m talking short shorts and flowy skirts.
We can’t bear to be inside long enough to get a pedicure so sandals will have to wait.
Picnics on grass that is nowhere near green yet.
Seeing a field with actual green grass that’s fenced in, a red sign reading “Lawn Closed Until Spring”, and RIPPING THE FENCE DOWN!
While I can not confirm that this fence was ripped down by spring crazed New Yorkers, it sure doesn’t look like the work of the park service!
Cutthroat competitions of who can count the most crocuses in the West Village.
Or Central Park.
OR ANY WHERE!
I literally jumped a fence in the East Village to capture this purple herald of spring!
A restaurant has outdoor seating? It doesn’t matter if you’re not hungry, it doesn’t matter if it’s insanely out of your price range, you have to eat there. RIGHT NOW. FIVE COURSES.
Especially since businesses are upping their game too. How cute is this place? Too bad the name is obscured by decoration!
We can exercise outside again!! SIGN ME UP FOR ALL THE MARATHONS.
This weather makes skateboarding for the first time at age 29 sound like an amazing idea!
Keep me away from all locations selling flowers. Quick! QUICK! If I don’t evacuate the scene NOW I swear I will purchase EVERY SINGLE ONE.
I’LL STUFF THEM ALL IN THE BASKET AND GO JOY RIDING ON ONE OF THE BIKES!!!
It’s supposed to be 75 again tomorrow. Don’t be surprised if NYC shuts down. All 8 million of us call out of work, “Sorry. Can’t come in to work today. I have a severe fever. SPRING FEVER NYC.”
If you’re looking for me I’ll be outside people-watching until it dips below 70 again.