Today is the collegiate day of prayer. People huddled outside in the rain praying blessing on this campus, these students, this country, this world. There was music and coffee. It was rather beautiful.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Meet Phillip (pronounced Phileep). He is a snail from France who currently lives in the juvenile section of the library. I suppose it acts as a sort of trailer park for him. Traumatized by the rate at which gourmet garlic butter escargot was becoming a trend, he turned on his heel and escaped France on a barge as a young snail in the early eighties under the guise of a common stone. Today Phillip lives in a community home, teaches several times a year at local elementry schools (it takes him a while to get from appointment to appointment), and aids undergraduate education students in both lesson planning and procrastination.
Sometimes I am also a slow mover and Phillip understands me well.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
|Lincoln Park, West Seattle|
Oh and then we watched I Love You, Man and ate tatertots with Aly till about 2am. #goodlifechoices
|We also found somebody's art.|
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Today we had a rice buffet. Don't know that that is? For shame. It's when you make a pot of rice and and everyone brings a topping. It is also code for "today we get to eat whatever we want". Toppings included chili, Thai chicken, steamed broccoli, tatertots, potato soup, sriracha (there could have been no other way), and cheese. Brown sugar and milk would have also been acceptable choices.
And so a family dinner ensued.
Stephen brought the puzzle - soon in will be a picture of mosque minarets.
Monday, February 18, 2013
|Discovery Park, Seattle|
With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation's wounds.
- Abraham Lincoln
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Saturday, February 16, 2013
|Gasworks Park, Seattle|
There is nothing - nothing, I say - better than three day weekends. They are better than free coffee, better than sales at anthro, better than even packages. They are not better than Thai food.
Today I floated awake after 12 hours in my featherbed grave to twittering birds, sunlight and free life. It was a day of nothing and a day of everything. No rushes, no hurries, just walks, and apple crisps, and Fantastic Mr. Fox. And then my featherbed again.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Kali and I were discussing this other day - we like festive. Any excuse for festive. Even cheesy festive. And so we embrace Valentine's day with gusto. We both wore pink to work (my new Gap skimmers came just in time) and ate cupcakes and m&ms for the majority of our meals - I'm going to go ahead and proclaim the day a winner.
I also got to celebrate with my boo who I am very fond of - we fried chicken and went to a play (written by the funniest man to ever put pen to paper) and it was glorious.
I hope that your day, in whatever capacity of relationhood you dwell in currently, was a good one.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Today, ladies and gentlemen, after 24 years of life, I got my driving licence.
Many of you know what a miracle this is, what a feat of "overcoming life's hurdles" this represents, what a testament to Kali's patience and endurance this implies. And for those who don't know, truly it is all those things.
BUT I'M SO HAPPY ABOUT IT AND NEVER HAVE I FELT LIKE SUCH A GROWN UP!!!
From the Book of Common Prayer:
Dear People of God: The first Christians observed with great devotion the days of our Lord's passion and resurrection, and it became the custom of the Church to prepare for them by a season of penitence and fasting. This season of Lent provided a time in which converts to the faith were prepared for Holy Baptism. It was also a time when those who, because of notorious sins, had been separated from the body of the faithful were reconciled by penitence and forgiveness, and restored to the fellowship of the Church. Thereby, the whole congregation was put in mind of the message of pardon and absolution set forth in the Gospel of our Savior, and of the need which all Christians continually have to renew their repentance and faith.
I invite you, therefore, in the name of the Church, to the observance of a holy Lent, by self-examination and repentance; by prayer, fasting, and self-denial; and by reading and meditating on God's holy Word. And, to make a right beginning of repentance, and as a mark of our mortal nature, let us now kneel before the Lord, our maker and redeemer.
Silence is then kept for a time, all kneeling.
If ashes are to be imposed, the Celebrant says the following prayer:
Almighty God, you have created us out of the dust of the earth: Grant that these ashes may be to us a sign of our mortality and penitence, that we may remember that it is only by your gracious gift that we are given everlasting life; through Jesus Christ our Savior. Amen.
The ashes are imposed with the following words:
Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.
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And so begins the Lenten season.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
|Pictures courtesy The Round and Madison Elle Photography|
So this was cool. The Fremont Abbey does a Round every month - a round of good music, good poetry, and good art. Today was their 93th round since they've begun, and it was marvelous. There was a stage full of exceptionally talented artists, a room full of enthusiastic hipsters, and many many well-loved faces.
Also Dearborn is phenomenal. Feel free to listen to their stuff on repeat for days.
Monday, February 11, 2013
Hello pretty city, it's good to be back.
It was good to be gone a while,
but it is equally good to be welcomed home by your gray and blue skyline.
You are moody these days, but this is how I love you best - with your brooding lows and sunny highs.
Thank you for understanding it's Monday.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Ferry Terminal, Southworth, WA
Markus and I decided to go on a mini adventure..so we packed overnight bags and headed down to pretty Port Orchard to visit his wonderful parents, eat good food, wake up to the smell of coffee, walk on the beach, go to a blue grass party, and listen to a road trip mix that had this on it. (am I dating a patient man or what?)
It was lovely.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Why am I happy about this, you wonder? Because this was taken at 7.09 am. Not that many weeks ago, scuttling out of the house at 7.09 to wait for the bus meant pitch darkness, which in turn meant that all reasonable calculations told me I should still be in bed. It also made meant waving my cell phone around, opening and closing my red umbrella repeatedly, and wearing neon pants to make sure the bus driver saw me.
Now it is light outside. This equals hope.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
I overslept. My bus was late. It's so foggy and drizzly out today that it feels like day-time never quite made it.
But I have an excellent cup of coffee in my hands, and will spend my day with beautiful old books and wonderful people.
It's a good day to work at a library.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Oh hey Superbowl, sports holiday that I love. Thanks for being a perfect excuse to eat nachos and pizza and yelling alot. Thanks for providing us with entertaining commercials to quibble over. Thank you especially for giving us Destiny's Child and making Beyonce the winner even though the ravens did pretty good too. #teamfierce
It was a fun evening, despite the absents of the Seahawks.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
The cure for bitter spoonfulls of I'm-working-on-a-Saturday? A solid breakfast. With Alisa, preferably.
Al is my fashion guru, my travel buddy, my roomie, and one of my nearest and dearest. I will have french toast with blueberries with her any day of the year. But I am particularly grateful for her company on days that need a little help.