Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
I didn't have school today because of the holiday (Memorial Day), so that was already a happy way to start the day. I woke up to the sound of rain and thought perhaps we wouldn't end up going biking. I'd been invited by my friend, who also happens to be my old roomate's boyfriend. But the rain didn't stop us. I went with this friend and my old roomate's little brother.
We cruised around Lambert Park in Alpine in the rain. It was quite the mudfest. I thought of e. e. cummings' clever word mudlicious several times whilst biking. I'm grateful for the guys' patience with me; it was only my second time mountain biking. My dad was so kind to let me borrow his bike. I like mountain biking and I hope to get better at it...
As for the rock climbing, I bummed along again with this friend and a few others. We went up Rock Canyon. It was my first time climbing on real rock. I've bouldered before and have climbed at the climbing gym. This was sweet stuff. Our adventure got cut a little short by an entrance of rain and hail, but it was still so superb.
I'm lucky to have such kind friends!
And now it's off to four more days of school till summer vacation....
Wish I had pictures to post, but I didn't take my camera. Scandal, eh? Laters.
Monday, May 19, 2008
As for lasts, today is my last Monday of the school year and I like the feeling. I have piles of writer's notebooks to grade and I need to finish creating their poetry test, but I don't have much to do other than that. So I must off and get going on the test and notebook grading.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
This happened a couple weeks ago.
My bike flats, so I walk. On the way north up 9th East, I see a dad carrying his baby and another mom carrying her baby. Both of them—the padres—were headphoned off into their own worlds. I am saddened when I see this. It’s strange too because I view them both at precisely the same time—the dad walking south and the mom walking north. What if they miss their baby's first gurgle of language? I would be so sad. I would be sad and I don't even know those babies' names. And sure, the mom's baby was probably slumbering because she had him/her all cozied up in one of those front stomach carriers. But even still, is not the sound of babies' sleeping breath so sweet. I would swear I can hear it even over the noisy cars rumbling by. That new-to-earth sound comforts me; I wouldn’t want to miss a single exhalation.
So I know I'm way too self-righteous, but this is yet another reason to add to my list of why I'll never own an i-pod or anything that resembles it in any way shape or form. How will we survive? How will we relate to others with this continued self-marginalization?
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Natalya needed to take some pictures for her graduation announcement (I can't believe she's so old!!! and she can't believe that I'm a nerd, sad that she doesn't believe by now). Anyhow, we had a frolicking good time out in the sunshine and flowers. We're definitely using the second photo of her to send out--so ferocious. She's utterly lovely and I'm lucky to call her sister. Love ya, sis!
- family (both extended and not so extended)
- sleeping in
- letters, notes, emails from dear ones
- pina colada jelly bellies
- the promise of springtime
- anticipation of some hiking and camping
- people and the beauty of their eyes and smiles
And much much more.
This is Max (my cousin Karisa's baby) and me. We had a baby shower here for them Friday night. It was so fun listening to everyone chat and tell stories. I'm so blessed to have such a loving family.