At 70 degrees, the sun warms my skin just enough to leave my jacket at home. The breeze keeps the sweat off my brow while I take a walk alone for the first time in months.
NPR generally keeps me company if I'm walking with the kids. Morning Edition supplies one half of the adult conversation I so crave in the mornings.
But this morning, alone on a Saturday morning walk, I choose Car Talk. If you've never listened, you MUST. Two genuis mechanics with MIT degrees and strong Boston accents answer bizarre and curious questions about automobiles and the noises they aren't supposed to be making.
The moment I hear the thick accents and the laughs that could only come straight from their bellies, I laugh hard enough to shake the belly that I, myself, am trying to walk off.
