Friday, May 29, 2009

Happiness is...

...soft feet and a new set of toes. Not much can beat a metallic pink polishing by Lu Kim Lee and quality girl chat with AJ. Top it off with a Chocolate Bon Bon Hazelnut gellato for complete exaltation.
..."LOOK G, BIRDS!" My mom gave me this feeder for my birthday last year. We hang it with every visit to the cabin. Unfortunately not a single bird had perched here and not one seed had been cracked since the inaugural hanging last summer. The feeder has always been a fun fixture, but it's never proved functional. Last weekend at the cabin we hung it again, as usual and with low expectations. In no time the birds emerged from the forest and went coo coo for coco puffs! We had to refill the seed after the first day. The chipmunks were thrilled too, as these birds were total slobs and dropped many of the seeds to the ground.
...a happy G and his Dutch oven. Testing out the new oven for our upcoming G-family reunion, this guy served up his first-ever Dutch oven peach cobbler. Add a scoop of vanilla ice cream to the gooey goodness and you get nothing but peachy numminess and a new cabin tradition.


Saturday, May 2, 2009

Just when you think you're done you start over

I was on the University campus a few days ago for a meeting with a certain "college" to learn about the pre-requisites and application process to enter their program. As I was circling the area around the Union building looking for parking I could feel my nervous system starting to react as I recalled the days of my life when I was a student and how great it felt to be done. Perhaps it was the memory of the horrible parking situation - reserved 'A' lots and 'U' lots and 30 minute parking meters - my meeting was for one hour.

I wanted to be on time to the meeting. In the back of my mind I thought there would be an attendance nazi from the college taking note of all the people who wandered in late. I imagined if I were late they would put a star next to my name on the attendance list and be sure to deduct points from my application to the college. It's competitive, you know. I was on time.

I left the meeting full of information and overwhelmed by the requirements. I felt like the oldest person in the room, and the smartest. Ok, maybe not that smart. If I were smart I would have done this 15 years ago. Oh to be a student again.