A few random things...
1. Lilacs are blooming! They are so pretty. While hanging out with Em in Fremont Saturday afternoon, we stopped at various spots to just stand under the lilacs and smell them for minutes at a time. I adore lilacs but am sad that they come and go so quickly. In my perfect dream garden I would have endlessly blooming lilacs, peonies, and lilies all over the place.
2. While in Sonic Boom in Fremont, I saw on the concert calender that the band Sweet Water is playing two reunion shows in June! This is incredibly exciting news to me. I had to call my friend Chris in Minnesota to tell her right away. We fell in love with Sweet Water (after seeing them at Pain in the Grass) shortly after she moved out to Seattle in the summer of 1995 to share an apartment with me during our first year of college. For a few months we listened to the Superfriends album constantly. Seriously. All. The. Time. Then, after that, we just listened to it a lot. It's pretty much the soundtrack to that whole crazy period of new found freedom and adventure, as we messily tried to grow up and learn how to be independent. If Chris can get the weekend off, she might come out for the show. I say, darling you must!
3. I bought the Jarvis Cocker album at Sonic Boom. I'm liking what I've listened to a lot so far. Oh, and the new Low, but I haven't opened up that one yet.
4. I'm learning French! Well, okay, I'm starting to learn French a little bit. I bid on eBay (my first shot trying that) and won the beginning set of the French in Action program I've been wanting to try since returning from my trip to Paris, oh, nearly three years ago. That's Procrastination Megan in action. But, finally, I'm giving it a whirl.
5. I just finished reading Elizabeth Gilbert's Eat, Pray, Love. Thanks to Shannon for sending me this amazing book. I loved it. For the foolish peeps who haven't read it yet, you should go out and get it right now. Basically, it's EG's memoir of her year of travel to Italy, India, and Bali, as part of her emotional recovery after a difficult and lengthy divorce, a painful breakup, and struggles with depression. First, she spent four months in Italy for the pleasure of learning and practicing the language, experiencing the local culture, and eating lots of good food (my kind of woman). Then, she moves on to an ashram in India in pursuit of devotion and learns to practice meditation for the next four months. Looking for balance, her last stop is Bali to spend time with a medicine man she had met a couple years back who invited her to return when she could to work with him. EG is a terrific writer, and the story has great life to it all the way through. For lack of better words, all I can say is that this book spoke to me on so many levels with its humor, insights, spiritual searching, honest reflections on difficult choices, and the joys and struggles of learning to find peace and understanding with oneself. In addition to all that, I even have a favorite page. It's 261.
6. Reading Eat, Pray, Love made me think about where I'd go if I was given the time and money to travel for a year in the same way. It's fun and overwhelming to consider the possibilities, isn't it? Of course, it should be no surprise that I'd most likely choose France for four months to work on the language, drink lots of delicious wine, and eat copious amounts of cheese. And, a few months practicing meditation in an ashram in India appeals to me as a powerful and interesting spiritual experience. It would probably teach me some much needed discipline too. My brushes with meditation in various settings have always been positive, but I've never been successful incorporating it into my life in any real way. Plus, I could probably fit in a quick viewing of the Taj Mahal as I breeze through India. But then....I don't know. Egypt is at the top of my list, but I can't see myself spending four months there, maybe a month, and I can't imagine not going somewhere tropical for at least a little while. Hmmmm. Must give this fantasy more serious consideration, maybe do some research.
7. It's awesome when you make a spontaneous decision to do something out of the ordinary because it feels right, and then not only does it turn out to be the right choice for you, but it's even better than you could have imagined. I love that these moments exist and automatically become a part of who you are when they happen. No matter what the future brings, they are yours to keep forever, and understanding that makes me unspeakably happy.
8. Emily, noticing that the rocky romance between Kitty and Bruiser (burly cat who lives across the driveway) has cooled in recent months, suggests that Kitty might want to get a tatt on her lower back--a tramp stamp--to entice him. Frankly, I'm not so sure this will work. I think Bruiser is still huffy over our lack of enthusiasm for the dead rat he left on our doorstep a few months back, and he's going to act distant until he gets a thank you. Hmph. Also, I'm concerned that Kitty has developed misplaced romantic feelings for me, as she is becoming increasingly clingy and always tries to press her face up to mine when I'm waking up in the morning and stretch her leg out under my neck (kitty spooning?). It's uncomf. I keep having talks with her about us being just friends, but I don't think she is listening. Man trouble. Kitty trouble. It just never ends.
Em would also like to get Kitty a little strawberry hat so she can look something like this:
We'll see.
9. Finally, I will be heading to LA for a few days soon to join some of the family for Molly's big attempt to get on the Price is Right before Bob Barker retires. More details on that in my next post.
1. Lilacs are blooming! They are so pretty. While hanging out with Em in Fremont Saturday afternoon, we stopped at various spots to just stand under the lilacs and smell them for minutes at a time. I adore lilacs but am sad that they come and go so quickly. In my perfect dream garden I would have endlessly blooming lilacs, peonies, and lilies all over the place.
2. While in Sonic Boom in Fremont, I saw on the concert calender that the band Sweet Water is playing two reunion shows in June! This is incredibly exciting news to me. I had to call my friend Chris in Minnesota to tell her right away. We fell in love with Sweet Water (after seeing them at Pain in the Grass) shortly after she moved out to Seattle in the summer of 1995 to share an apartment with me during our first year of college. For a few months we listened to the Superfriends album constantly. Seriously. All. The. Time. Then, after that, we just listened to it a lot. It's pretty much the soundtrack to that whole crazy period of new found freedom and adventure, as we messily tried to grow up and learn how to be independent. If Chris can get the weekend off, she might come out for the show. I say, darling you must!
3. I bought the Jarvis Cocker album at Sonic Boom. I'm liking what I've listened to a lot so far. Oh, and the new Low, but I haven't opened up that one yet.
4. I'm learning French! Well, okay, I'm starting to learn French a little bit. I bid on eBay (my first shot trying that) and won the beginning set of the French in Action program I've been wanting to try since returning from my trip to Paris, oh, nearly three years ago. That's Procrastination Megan in action. But, finally, I'm giving it a whirl.
5. I just finished reading Elizabeth Gilbert's Eat, Pray, Love. Thanks to Shannon for sending me this amazing book. I loved it. For the foolish peeps who haven't read it yet, you should go out and get it right now. Basically, it's EG's memoir of her year of travel to Italy, India, and Bali, as part of her emotional recovery after a difficult and lengthy divorce, a painful breakup, and struggles with depression. First, she spent four months in Italy for the pleasure of learning and practicing the language, experiencing the local culture, and eating lots of good food (my kind of woman). Then, she moves on to an ashram in India in pursuit of devotion and learns to practice meditation for the next four months. Looking for balance, her last stop is Bali to spend time with a medicine man she had met a couple years back who invited her to return when she could to work with him. EG is a terrific writer, and the story has great life to it all the way through. For lack of better words, all I can say is that this book spoke to me on so many levels with its humor, insights, spiritual searching, honest reflections on difficult choices, and the joys and struggles of learning to find peace and understanding with oneself. In addition to all that, I even have a favorite page. It's 261.
6. Reading Eat, Pray, Love made me think about where I'd go if I was given the time and money to travel for a year in the same way. It's fun and overwhelming to consider the possibilities, isn't it? Of course, it should be no surprise that I'd most likely choose France for four months to work on the language, drink lots of delicious wine, and eat copious amounts of cheese. And, a few months practicing meditation in an ashram in India appeals to me as a powerful and interesting spiritual experience. It would probably teach me some much needed discipline too. My brushes with meditation in various settings have always been positive, but I've never been successful incorporating it into my life in any real way. Plus, I could probably fit in a quick viewing of the Taj Mahal as I breeze through India. But then....I don't know. Egypt is at the top of my list, but I can't see myself spending four months there, maybe a month, and I can't imagine not going somewhere tropical for at least a little while. Hmmmm. Must give this fantasy more serious consideration, maybe do some research.
7. It's awesome when you make a spontaneous decision to do something out of the ordinary because it feels right, and then not only does it turn out to be the right choice for you, but it's even better than you could have imagined. I love that these moments exist and automatically become a part of who you are when they happen. No matter what the future brings, they are yours to keep forever, and understanding that makes me unspeakably happy.
8. Emily, noticing that the rocky romance between Kitty and Bruiser (burly cat who lives across the driveway) has cooled in recent months, suggests that Kitty might want to get a tatt on her lower back--a tramp stamp--to entice him. Frankly, I'm not so sure this will work. I think Bruiser is still huffy over our lack of enthusiasm for the dead rat he left on our doorstep a few months back, and he's going to act distant until he gets a thank you. Hmph. Also, I'm concerned that Kitty has developed misplaced romantic feelings for me, as she is becoming increasingly clingy and always tries to press her face up to mine when I'm waking up in the morning and stretch her leg out under my neck (kitty spooning?). It's uncomf. I keep having talks with her about us being just friends, but I don't think she is listening. Man trouble. Kitty trouble. It just never ends.
Em would also like to get Kitty a little strawberry hat so she can look something like this:
We'll see.
9. Finally, I will be heading to LA for a few days soon to join some of the family for Molly's big attempt to get on the Price is Right before Bob Barker retires. More details on that in my next post.
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