Ack. I had a funny antecdote I wanted to open this entry up with and I totally forgot.

So, I'll start with Happy Day After Your 50th Birthday, Mom!

Today, Jen and I are going to do some training for Colorado and Peru. How are we going to accomplish this in Houston? Well, we're going to load up our back packs and hike up and down a parking deck. I am sure I'm going to feel ridiculous, but it was the only hill that we could think of. We made the reservations for Peru on Friday, yeh Peru!!!

This morning, I knocked on Nick's door to wake him up (he has some trouble with this, even with light pouring into his room and his pet bird cackling/tweeting away). He answered the door with "Ok. If you're sure you want to risk it." Obviously he was in the middle of a dream. So, I asked what he had dreamed -- and it was basically about the sex life of my dog. Uck.

Aunt Joan and Uncle Jim's house was fun. We ate, we watched movies, we went shopping (I got a pair of new shoes, two skirts, and a shirt -- I couldn't make myself buy the pink skirt I wanted because every shirt I tried on with it looked sillier than the last -- I know pink is "the color" this season, but I don't think I can force myself to wear it...), we went to the Dallas School Book Repository Museum (and saw the window where Kennedy was assasinated from and read about a lot of conspiracy theories - which reminded me of our 9th grade government teacher who made us each pick our favorite JFK conspiracy theory and write a report about it). I slept a lot. The drive was long, long long, but I spent most of it listening to Margaret Atwood's Orynx and Crake, which was very entertaining in that strange half-sci fi/half literature kind of way, but I have four hours left to listen to, and I don't know when I'll be able to finish it up. Maybe I'll buy the book and read the rest of it. I really like Margaret Atwood, I'm glad Christina inspired me to select this book.

I got home around 5 to discover we were having guests. Like 12 people. For lasagna made by Jo and meatballs made by me (yes, I am still a vegetarian).


Maayan wrote an entertaining entry about her Planned Parenthood escorting adventures. It makes me feel like I should sign up to be a clinic volunteer. I haven't done any non-aerospace volunteering in ages.


Conversation at lunch --

Jen: Yep, Becca and I are going to hike the parking garage today

Matt: So, do you think you'll make the summit by nightfall?


I really should get some work done today. I'm feeling like everything is going in slow motion.