Innocence Again

overjoyed. that is the exact definition of what my heart is today. i don’t know a lot about winter, but i’ve been told that 62 degrees and a bright blue sky in december are a rare occurance in new england. that’s why was so happy to be running outside in shorts today, so happy in fact, that i completely outdid my normal pace, i ran so fast that my lungs burned. when i got to the island i stopped to fill them with deliciously heavy and salty air and, oh, i felt so alive! there were at least a dozen swans on the deep deep blue water, and the sun made everything in and around me so gloriously beautiful.

every year around this time, the inevitable happens: my converse get holes. it’s so predictable, with me wearing them every day and all, and i really should be used to it by now, but i can’t help but feel a little sad (never mind cold and wet) when it does. like every year, i think i will go into denial and endure frost bite and dirty socks just so i can wear them for another seven months, or at least until my mother sees me and becomes ashamed of her daughter looking like a refugee.

yo, brotha A to Z.
yo, what’s up B?
yo, what TIME is it?

he he.

it’s LAUNDRY DAY!!

“please, my specialty is wizards” linds announced to us and to the rest of the diner last night at 2 am, as we were stuffing syrup drenched pancakes into our mouths. “i do declare, there’s been a murder!” lisa belted out a few minutes later, sounding remarkably like michael scott. i also have vague memories of singing beatles at a volume highly inappropriate for the hour of the night, but it all seemed hilarious then. it’s all a little blurred, the lab report, staying up in the library all night, and this strange early morning outing, but it was all so beautiful somehow, and so full of laughter, that i almost didn’t mind getting up for my 8 o’clock this morning.

people always think i’m a lot younger than i really am, but i suppose halloween is the only time this is actually to my advantage: i can still go trick or treating! we were 80s aerobics instructors, and yes, my laundry bag is now filled with a glorious amount of kitkats and skittles and it will take an increadible amount of self control on my part not to empty it all tonight.

in hospice training we were asked to share a little bit about our families. we went around the circle, and it seemed to me that while everyone’s story had different characters and different settings, the plot was roughly the same for all of them. each one climaxed with the line “and then they got divorced”. sympathetic nods and sighs from the rest of the group followed the statement each time, and i grew more and more uneasy. my turn came last. i talked about my two sisters who i love. i paused. “and you’re parents?” someone asked. “my parents are happily married and they both live at home.” the astonished looks almost made me feel guilty for saying it.  “you’re in the thirty three percent!” someone exclaimed. i suppose i never really realized before how blessed i really am to have a family as happy and as strong mine.

She Moves in Her Own Way-Kooks
Sunshine-All American Rejects
Haven’t Met You Yet-Michael Buble
Wavin Flag-K’naan
Roll To Me-Del Amitri
Vanilla Twighlight-Owl City