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A Very Special 5 Things!

Okay, blog-readers. I will let you in on a little secret. Normally, Mary and I exchange our 5 things via email to each other, so we can read through the day’s/week’s happenings and get a feel for the recent news before it goes live on the blog. Because this is a project we started together, I think this practice is nice and important.

But! It’s MARY’S BIRTHDAY today! So guess what, homies. This jawn is a surprise.

Thanksgiving themed fodder: Thanks for sticking with us. These are crazy times, indeed. I’m not “just saying that.” Look around you! Crazy times. We are all feeling it. I am especially feeling (and am thankful for) the listening, hugging and general “It’s going to be okay, we got this” vibe from friends and loved ones. Thanks.

5 things I could write about today:

  1. 5 things I appreciate about this week
  2. 5 things I have realized this month
  3. 5 things I look forward to in 2012
  4. 5 things I want Mary to have on her birthday
  5. 5 things I love about Mary

I think I’ll just stick with a Combo Deal: #s 4 & 5. Without further ado…

5 birthday-themed word-morsels (for Mary) • Saturday, December 3 • 2011

  1. Banana-times

    This is a picture I took the morning of one of the first bike rides Mary and I ever took together. We are headed to the Salt Lake Marina. Just before we parted ways for the day, we marveled at the fact that we had just spent 7+ hours biking and talking together with joy and ease. Mary (like me) has a certain piety for and devotion to riding bikes, no matter the distance, destination or purpose. For her birthday, may she receive at least one awesome, joyous bike ride this week, and many more to come (of course).

  2. Dog party

    Dogs all around, all the time! This is a photo of Sarge, Lucifer and Copper. They are dog-friends. They hung out together on this May day, a few weeks before Mary moved to Portland. I love this photo of camraderie and secret agendas. Sarge is obviously plotting something. Copper just wants to belong. And Lucifer appears to be off in his own world, wondering how he got smooshed (again) between two young hyperactive pups. For her birthday, may Mary receive at least one frolic (if not many) with Lucifer and other friend-pups.

  3. Nectar of the gods/goddesses/gender-neutral term for holy beings

    COFFEE. Road coffee, diner coffee, backyard coffee. Garbage coffee, garage coffee, cowboy coffee. Camp coffee, house coffee, field coffee. Early morning coffee, midnight coffee, all-day coffee. French press coffee, pour-over coffee, Italian coffee. Spendy coffee, cheap coffee, proletariat coffee. Whole bean coffee, ground coffee, broken coffee. Perfect coffee, bad coffee, just-right coffee. For her birthday, may she receive a great cup of coffee.

  4. Surrounded by goodness

    This is a picture of Mary writing out a Stereolab playlist (for her lucky girlfriend) while simultaneously eating a jalapeno-mango sausage hoagie. I think it’s pretty badass.  Wait, it would only be more badass if that glass next to her was filled with some gnarly beer. But we can pretend, right? Either way, for her birthday, may she receive Stereolab, loudly, and as many sophisticated, foodie, hot dog-esque creations as she’d like.

  5. Life Essentials 101

    Mary and I like to video chat. This is one of the first times we video-chatted. We both happened to be wearing grey hoodies with white drawstrings. We also both happened to be drinking stouts. It was this hilarious moment of unplanned synchronicity that I feel is important to document. We’ve had a lot of similar moments since then. For her birthday, may she receive beloved grey hoodies that are lost in Buffalo Exchanges and then miraculously found again, and the warmth that comes from said sweatshirts, not to mention from drinking chocolate stout.

Happy muthaflippin’ birthday, Mary. ♥

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Back from An Inexplicably Long Hiatus

Hello-o-ooo again (to Mary and everyone)!

I have so little plans today and this weekend except to enrich my brain, eat sweet potatoes, read more about corporations, bake something with a sh*tload of apples (I have about four pounds in my cupboard), maybe make phở with Food Club and draw pictures. ‘Tis lovely.

Oh yeah, Halloween happened!

Pioneer Murderess Juli and Cool Mummy Isabelle

5 Things – November 1 – 2011

  1. Woke up around 6 a.m. to slight pat-pat-pat rain on the roof above our back stairs. I hear this early in the morning and it usually means weather is on its way. I’d heard it was supposed to get rainy-snowy later on Tuesday but I had high hopes that perhaps I could get on the bike early enough to escape the worst of it. Not so! It was full-on raining when I finally got out of bed to make coffee. Then as I was bundling up in the front room, I looked outside and big white flakes began to fall. It’s always kind of a magical, bizarre thing to see, the first snowfall, but it’s not surprising or early or anything. So I put on my “GIDDYAP” attitude and saddled up to a very slushy, chilly, exhilarating ride into work. My feet got completely soaked and were slightly numb, as were my hands, but my face/ears/neck were bundled, and my waterproof pants and jacket did their job(s). Fortunately we have a big heat dish at work and I plugged it in immediately to dry out my cycling shoes + sox. Getting ready for winter riding! Max Baer posted something on SaltCycle to the effect of “Sometimes when I am putting on all of my gear to go out riding in the winter I feel like I’m preparing for battle,” which is a very accurate analogy, I think.
  2. I actually arrived at work on time despite the crazy winter ride. Passed the probably freezing cold Occupiers and sent a “Bless you.” their way, to myself. I will admit that I’ve been spending more and more time lately listening to NPR podcasts, Radio Lab, reading stories about our economy, OWS, corporations, elections, ballot initiatives, “personhood” laws and their bogusness, and “Move Your Money” aka National Leave Your Bank Day. I feel like there’s so much going on right now, politically and internationally, with the protests and activists, that I’m distracted and what’s worse can justify it because I believe in the causes for which others are so bravely sacrificing warmth, security and the comforts of home. I say, At the very least I can be an informed, intelligent, independent-thinking citizen who is aware of her rights in this country. I downloaded the first 50 or so pages of this Study Group on challenging corporate personhood and revoking corporate welfare. IT’S SO GOOD. And free! Free information that we should be providing our kids in school instead of the inaccurate depiction of how the Constitution was this awesome democratic document (did you know that the word “democracy” never once appears in our Constitution?) written by sovereign, working class folks. Not! It was written by rich, privileged white men who created it with basically the sole interest of protecting their PROPERTY from England/other challengers. They wanted the freedom to exploit the riches of the Americas by themselves. I am fired up about this. Fired. Up.

    From OWS

  3. I’m listening to the new Laura Veirs album! It’s called Tumble Bee and it’s for kiddos. Some of the songs are kind of WOAH SILLY and some have been really enjoyable, as “an adult” listening. You can stream the whole thing on NPR.org in the First Listen section. I do love this woman’s voice. It’s interesting to hear new projects of hers, and think about what musicians start to write once they have children and might be easing out of their rock-and-roll lifestyles. I can/can’t believe you saw Laura Veirs at the grocery store. Of course you did!
  4. Called Mary around 3pm to check in. I still find it incredible that her consciousness knew she should head to the farm on Monday, something was coming up for her and she didn’t question it. That’s some powerful intuition. Although the family saw it coming, and may have been preparing for it, that obviously never makes it easier or less crazy to hear that someone is “gone,” and like Mary has said, there’s never a “timeline” with this sort of thing. Sending lots of hugs and warmth and love that way.
  5. I had dinner with Mom & Dad tonight and was feeling in general really grateful for the presence of both of them in my life, and my ability to hang out with my parents, NBD, kind of amazes me each time. I’ve gone through a lot of different feelings about it; when I first moved here I still needed my own time and space apart from them and living with them at first made me totally crazy. I created all sorts of stories like “This is unhealthy, I’m __ years old, I can’t live with my parents, I need my own place,” yadda yadda yadda. Now that I’ve spent four years living so close to them, going over for dinner, taking weekend trips with them, helping them when they need it, taking care of their house, car, dog(s) and cat(s)… I’m really lucky. I love having them in my life so frequently. I know it will be something I miss, deeper than I can even predict now, as it’s not reality yet, but living in another state will be difficult for me, the same way Charlotte has experienced living in (ahem) Mozambique for so long and now, NYC, which feels like another planet. But maybe it’s time for me to switch out of my role as the parent-guide, parent-caretaker, parent-liaison, parent-charmer and parent-friend sibling. Thinking about this a lot.

    Mom playing the melodica last spring.

  6. I was telling my parents about the RadioLab podcast “Loops” (HAVE YOU HEARD IT) and the story about the woman and her older mother getting Transient Global Amnesia, the kind of amnesia that’s pretty inexplicable medically, occurs suddenly and only within a 24-hour period (short-term), then the sufferer regains all normal memory functions. It has been known to happen after strenuous activities in adults ages 55-75, like SEX for instance, and I told my mom this and she was like “Help me! Who is this strange man on top of me!!!!!” burst out laughing. Then I burst out laughing. Dad changed the subject.   it was AMAZING
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