Matthew picks on me about my saggy breasts, my pencil-thin biceps, and the clothes I wear, which he claims are all various shades of gray. When we took him out to eat in Philadelphia, way back during Parent’s Weekend, he rode me into the brown oak table upon which sat my non-alcoholic beer. Well, Matt, what do you think of my new dessert?

Speaking of the good son who just returned to school, here’s our most recent IM.

And that, I think, segues nicely into these photos taken by Brian the other night at the Cambridgeside Galleria.

After we dropped Matt off at the Manchester Airport we stopped for lunch with the Finlays.

Six common poses of grandson Conor at 7 weeks.

Pouting.

Smiling.

Sleeping.

Bathing.

Crying.

Eating.

Class of 2002

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This is for anyone whose life touches a child’s. I know it’s lengthy, but worth the time spent.

I

A storm of white petals,
Buds throwing open baby fists
Into hands of broad flowers.

II

Red roses running upward,
Clambering to the clutches of life
Soaked in crimson.

III

Rabbles of tattered leaves
Holding golden flimsy hopes
Against the tramplings
Into the pits and gullies.

IV

Hoarfrost and silence:
Only the muffling
Of winds dark and lonesome–
Great lullabies to the long sleepers.

Carl Sandburg

Hey there!

I haven’t been looking at the blog recently, so I just wanted to write and say hi and see how you all were doing!

I have to leave for class in 8 minutes, but I suppose I can fill you in a little bit about life…

I’ve been LIVING in the library recently. I was sick a couple weeks ago, and I’m catching up on work still. Generally I have frisbee in the afternoon and then I go to the library (after I shower/eeeaaattt foooood) until 1am or so. Blegh. The work is no fun, but I go with two of my really good friends from frisbee and we giggle and make too much noise. Mostly I’m trying to catch up on Economics, which just stinks. I understand most of it (in a off-hand, vague sort of way…) but the problem is that I don’t agree with it. It’s just all such bull-shit, I suppose. But there’s really nothing I can do about it, and there’s no point in arguing, because economics is just the study of capitalism, which is pretty much a bunch of bull-shit in and of itself. OH WELL!

Other classes are going pretty well. I have midterms in a week and a half for my Social Psychology class and Econ, so I should start studying for those pretty soon.

Frisbee is awesome. And awful. Since it was snowy/SO COLD here, we were having indoor practices from 7-9am three days a week, and then on Sundays we had 10am-noon practices. Those were all pretty brutal. But it meant that I had some free time during the day. Now I’m going to start having frisbee from 4:30-6:30 everyday, which cuts into homework time. I’ll figure it out. It just kind of sucks. But playing is really fun. We’re outside now, even though it’s still around 10 degrees probably, if you count the windchill, and the ground has tons of ice on it. It’s just soooo good to be outside again, though. It’s totally necessary.

Let’s see. Crazy roommate has gotten SIGNIFICANTLY less crazy this semester. I still love her to death. She just sleeps at night, in our room, at normal times! It’s fantastic! Sometimes I’ll even come back from the library around 1:30am or so and she’ll already be in bed! I love it. A lot. Although I didn’t love the fact that her boyfriend from NY came to visit last week for 4 days, so I was sleeping on people’s floors/extra beds. And apparently they put a plastic bag over the fire alarm in our room and there were empty alcohol bottles in the room and Safety and Security/ResEd did a fire check and weren’t very pleased. So I guess they’ll come back and recheck at a surprise time. Just kind of sucks. Oh well.

Okay, I don’t want to be late for class! Much love!
OH ALSO: I NEED A JOB FOR THIS SUMMER!!!! WHERE CAN I WORK WHERE I DON’T HAVE TO PUSH STROLLERS AND I DON’T HATE MYSELF?! I just want to work for a cute environmental justice group, or a socially conscious non-profit. IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK?!!!

Okay, love love love. Feel free to post on the blog whatever you want. ESPECIALLY if someone from the blog is going to find me a really cute job!!!

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On another subject: my favorite Astronomy Picture of the Day: but it might only be my favorite because I figured out what the analemma was myself, and I figured out that the moon would be “behind” by about 50 minutes every day myself, and I figured out that there should be, essentially, an analemma of the moon myself, and I’d figured out when (where) the moon is orange all before I ever saw the photo, so it was a nice confirmation of what I had figured out.

Photos taken at Flo’s.

Photos taken at Flo’s.