I‘ve been thinking about Legos a lot lately. Maybe it’s because I long for the days when I was younger and had hours to spend each day constructing different sets. Maybe now as an adult I see the Zen value of focusing on those small pieces. Or, maybe it’s because I drove by Lego Land the other day. The point is, Legos are on my mind. Growing up, my brother and I kept the Lego company in business. We took over our parents’ dining room with our elaborate town. It was comprised of Pirate Land, Normalville, and Outer Space. We had a million of those little Lego People, but one of them, Mr. Hero, was the leader of the whole shebang. We knew who Mr. Hero was by his red cap. Mr. Hero was constantly going up against the evil Dictator, who was always managing to kidnap Mr. Hero’s girlfriend, Nurse Lady…did I mention that my brother and I have very active imaginations? We would spend hours coming up with stories. I thought it would be cool to maybe get myself a set and put it together. So I went to the Lego website to look at their products and see if there was anything cool to get. I thought they might have something that would be fun to build but also means something to me now as a “grown up.” And…there’s nothing. I’m so sad. First of all, the Lego website is really geared more towards kids. That’s fine, I can understand that. But all their products now are either themed, like “Harry Potter” or “Star Wars,” or it’s all about learning. Screw learning! What happened to town buildings? There’s no record store or candy shop I can build? That’s so disappointing. And from what I can see, they don’t have towns anymore, or space land, or pirate stuff. I know it’s been close to 15 years since I bought Legos, but I guess I thought those were classics. My next course of action is to go to a Toys ‘R’ Us to see what’s offered in person. But since I go to Toys ‘R’ Us about once every 10 years, it will probably be a while. Sigh. It’s raining again here in So Cali. Is this El Nino or what? I’m wearing flip flops and a short sleeved top today. I guess I’m going to have to keep closed toed shoes in my car from now on, just in case. Also, I have a giant bucket of Easter candy on my desk. It talks to me. It says, “Heather, eat us and enjoy our sweet malted goodness.” Or “Heather, you must bite into a Robin’s Egg, they’re Cadburylicious!” I’m going to have to get rid of it. Into my belly!