Two of my charges. They followed me around all week because, as Emily put it, “you’re like the mom right now.”
I love looking around people’s houses when they’re not around. How creepy is this doll?
In at GW Law. Victory!
I’m staying with one of my mom’s friend’s kids for the week while their parents are out of town. As I was leaving, I realized how homesick I would be. (Although I should admit that I’m home right now, while the kids are at school.) I snapped a quick photo of the azaleas in front of the house, which have suddenly come into such a gorgeous bloom.
By 8:00, all I wanted to do was get back in bed. (I had slept until 4:15.)
I am so sick of Gatorade. Or G, if you will. At least it’s in a festive Corona glass.
So I technically cheated, since this photo was taken at 1 am on the 23rd, but I was asleep the whole day with the flu (aka death) and woke up and realized I had to take a picture. I pointed the camera at the bed, took a hasty picture, and went right back to sleep.
It’s so nice to have someone waiting for me at home.
I went to UF today for their admitted students day, my first such event. I was nervous beforehand, but it was a surprisingly fun day and I liked the school a lot more than I imagined I would. Plus, “liti-gators” is just too cute.
Me then: November 1994
Since moving home, I’ve put most of my journals together. Sometimes reading through them makes me cringe, sometimes it’s amusing, and mostly it’s just strange. 11/17/94 Bitzi Bitzi Bitzi! Bitzi is cool She is no fool She barks She raps She sings this song Hoping you will sing along She is a very nice beagle She barks at everything including an eagle She’s my favorite dog...
joy (isaac bashevis singer)
I sort of make a point to not obsess over death too much. I’m neurotic to a fault and I tend to harp on things; I know that if I think a lot about my eventual death, or that of others, I’ll have awful dreams and morbid thoughts for weeks. Still, I love this passage from the end of Isaac Bashevis Singer’s short story “Joy,” and I do hope that your death and mine are...
Tired of the interstate, I took side roads to work today. I got stopped at a light next to this bakery, which has been around as long as I can remember. I’ve never been, but we used to go for Polar Cups at the tienda next door. I really love this part of the mostly-unlikable Tampa. (The big news of the day is actually that I got a hefty merit scholarship to a pretty great law school that I...
Steamed broccoli and baby ‘bellas in a creamy tahini sauce I haven’t made since high school. (Hot tip: We ate them with the tofu they use at Pei Wei. The manager sold us a few blocks when we were there for dinner earlier this week.)
Jimmy Fallon scopes out a Pei dorm
Jimmy Fallon interviewed a student from my alma mater via iChat for his website. It’s really funny to hear someone like him talk about my little school. “School sounds crazy. Do you get stickers? Smiley faces? … I love this!” So cool.
I’m a little embarrassed that I not only watch American Idol, but also vote. I already knew my favorites before this week’s episodes aired, but I had to work Tuesday evening. I asked my parents to write down the phone numbers for the contestants I liked. My dad took notes on the Hello Kitty clipboard I got for him so many years ago.
We went to the official Rays store to ogle the merch. I love this huge banner in the middle of downtown. I am getting so super excited for baseball to start back up.
R and I went out for a bike ride Sunday morning. Just after turning out of the neighborhood, we saw a creature slither out of the lake. It took a moment for us to realize that the animal was a river otter! I live about a mile or two away from the Hillsborough river, so the otter must have made his way from there. He ran off into the bushes, and we heard him rustling around for a while and then...
I took a cute picture of us drinking tea and reading the paper, but my batteries died before it could get saved to my camera. That night, I realized that I had to take a picture or else ruin my project365 mission. R fell asleep about as soon as we started the movie. I’m used to it.
R’s gift arrived at my house via mail Saturday morning, and I got to open it when we got home that evening after a super cute dairy-free ice cream date. (I sadly forgot my camera for that portion of the evening.) R doesn’t like buying cut flowers because of the working conditions in the factories, and I can’t keep anything potted alive, so he bought me a fair-trade flower made...
77,777 miles! Seven is my favorite number. I had actually looked forward to reaching the milestone (heh) for weeks, and then the mile went so quickly. (Though not too, I got caught at a handful of stoplights and in a bit of slow traffic, so I watched the odometer for a good several minutes.)