Right now (2230h) 86° Clear
Today’s High 99°
Yeah, I ran my 3 miler on the treadmill today….
Monthly Archive for May, 2008
I didn’t realize San Diego was this close!! 2 WEEKS! Happy tapering.
I love you so much
You are such a great mother
Good luck on your run
-Punxsk8erdude
Lumpy is working on my ticket with Northwest Airlines right now!!
Toots, anything you want me to bring back from Russia for you?
I spoke to the two people who are going with me and it sounds like we will be a good combination of personalities.
To add to my completed task list:
2. check! (czech???!?)
4. check!
8. check!
13. check!
I’m whittling these suckers down!
I finally got notification about Russia, and I leave June 2!!!! I have so freakin’ much to take care of before then and I’m feeling a lot of pressure. Holy cow. I’m just going to try to breathe.
Lumpy will be meeting after camp, because camp is paying for two days in Moscow after camp is over, and we will be toodling about Europe for almost two weeks. Not sure where yet, since I just found out last night. I’m overwhelmed…here’s my to do list so far:
1. visa application
2. buy plane ticket-figure out if we’ll return from western Europe
3. rearrange my teaching so that French I does not have to be cut by 2 classes
4. ditto with running class, but only 1 make up class
5. get together all of my teaching materials (I have to bring my own worksheets, games, etc.)
6. figure out what clothing to bring
7. buy gifts for Russian kids, teachers, program employees
8. buy new SuperFeet
9. make a plan for She Runs 5k
10. get traveler’s insurance (required by camp)
11. fill out leave of absence form/vacation day use form for work
12. not freak out
13. buy a water filter
14. re-memorize the Cyrillic alphabet and the few phrases I learned
15. sleep
16. get a hair trim
Some of those are simple and small, and I’m sure there are things I forgot, but this is all the stuff swirling around in my head right now. I’m off to teach French class tonight, which will help, then I’m off tomorrow. Thank goodness.
Whew. I’ll let you know how much I can check off tomorrow. heh.
+ “dusty” miso soup 
+ a “dusty” glass of water 
=
a Lumpy moment minus the running part.
Most of my good friends at work are lesbians. We sometimes wonder why I’m not one “of the family.” I’ve always felt most comfortable with and identified with a world defined by women. I’m especially comfortable with irreverent women who have dealt with society and now feel that they should live as they are. That’s what we all have in common. I’ve been thinking a lot about this lately. Today was the start of A BIG ASS SALE AT REI. Another EVENT. SOMETHING FOR WHICH TO APPLY ONESELF. All in all it adds up to a f$*k-all lot of work for me and those who are actually assigned to help me. (This is the first year that I had consistent help. …and when I talk about needing help, let me just say that in one day I got a shipment of 156 pairs of ONE pair of pants that we are selling.) So, the girls and I have had some time to talk. Yes, there are other people around, some straight, some with disabilities, some who are just completely undefinable. It’s added up to some interesting conversation about male society, what we reject, what we love, what is the most hilarious crap I’ve ever talked about with any people, and so much laughing that I think my face and stomach might actually break. This all makes me love my job more, because I am surrounded by women who think the way that I do, support me in my endeavors, and most of all, think I’m funny. Yes, I have to navigate the male world still, but I have to say that the lesbian and straight yet not convinced women that I have met at REI make it a f&%k-load more bearable.
Graduation is only a concept. In real life every day you graduate. Graduation is a process that goes on until the last day of your life. If you can grasp that, you’ll make a difference. ~Arie Pencovici
At commencement you wear your square-shaped mortarboards. My hope is that from time to time you will let your minds be bold, and wear sombreros. ~Paul Freund (Though I think you’ve already surpassed this one, Banana.)
When you leave here, don’t forget why you came. ~Adlai Stevenson, to college graduate
During my second year of nursing school our professor gave us a quiz. I breezed through the questions until I read the last one: “What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?” Surely this was a joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Before the class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our grade. “Absolutely,” the professor said. “In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say hello.” I’ve never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy. ~Joann C. Jones
I’m sure you know all the Dorothys in your life.
Nicely done.
