Something happened this morning that caused my always vigilant liver to produce enough delicious bile to last several hours. And although I would like nothing more than a Levain Bakery chocolate chip walnut cookie the size of a baby’s head and just as gooey, and to share the details of this morning’s event, neither is going to happen right now. In the first instance, I am “saving up” for this Sunday, to indulge in wedding cake that I am told will make me eat my words, so I don’t want to ruin it with a cookie appetizer several days in advance. And in the second, I just don’t feel like spewing right now. Rest assured, however, that tomorrow, when I consider the event again and dwell on it sufficiently to cause a fresh batch of bile, I will fill you in. For now, though? No.
Instead, because I believe in maintaining balance in my oft tortured psyche, I will share a few items that never fail to make me extremely happy, no matter what:

• Babies in sunglasses
• Dogs with ponytails
• Dogs carrying their own leashes
• Dogs stealing sunglasses from babies
• This:

 
When I saw this last month, I started getting all Weepy Jew about how lovely people truly are, remembering Anne Frank’s quote, “Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart.” This reverie lasted for about three minutes, until I passed the construction site and came upon a group of maybe half a dozen loudmouth kids tugging with all their might on the branch of a dogwood tree until they wrenched it apart for no good reason at all. And then I thought, “Yeah, whatever, Anne Frank. Talk all pretty ‘n’ whatnot, but look what happened to you.”
Tomorrow: Biliousness.