There are four things that can make me smile with little effort: puppies, kittens, spontaneous dancing and unknown musicians who are great and who I can witness playing in a small personal space.
Many of these things came to life this weekend. But no puppies.
My kittens are always charming.
The Dance Parade was a blast of color, music and dance moves from around the world.
And I was privileged to be invited to a studio in Brooklyn where three bands played that were the type of music I would never otherwise get to hear: a duo from Paris crooning love songs (I think, it was in French so they could have been singing about death for all I know, but it sounded like love to me); a duo from Norway who did sing about death, but in English, so we were certain - with the added bonus of incredible SAW playing; and a guy called Sport Murphy who sang folk songs from the heart.
And to top it off, I made delicious Hostess-like Cupcakes.