My chaotic schedule is calming down for a weeks here, so i can catch up on a few things, including telling you lovely readers about the minutia of my life.
Have you ever needed to print something in bulk? In the past i would get my documents ready, print them out, take them to Kinko’s or Office Depot, have a long conversation with the clerk there about what i wanted, leave my order there not quite sure what the end result will look like, and come back the next day to pick it up, with about a 50-50 shot of it not being right. I just found out that i can do it all myself online, on the Kinko’s/FedEx website. I uploaded my documents, customized the print options myself, placed the order. Done. Easy as pie. I love it. Thank you, internet.
Lance planted flowers while i was gone. They are lovely. Now, we don’t really do much gardening or anything, but he wanted to dig in the dirt and make something pretty for me to see when i got home. Mission accomplished, and i love them. So why is the nosy neighbor coming by today to laugh at him and tell him he did it wrong? It makes me upset/angry. Who asked you? Why do you have to make fun of something that gave someone else joy?
I’m finishing reading The Tiger’s Wife by Tea Obreht. I randomly bought this at an airport a month or so ago. It is quite hard to describe, but i have loved it. To call it a story about death is entirely wrong, and yet it is. A beautiful story about searching for answers, and exploring the boundaries between myth and reality. Natalia Stefanovi is a doctor in an unnamed country that has been suffering the effects of a seemingly unending war for generations. Natalia struggles to care for orphans of the war while also trying to unravel the mystery of her recently-deceased grandfather’s past. Weaving through her story is the story of her grandfather’s youth in a village, where he befriended a young deaf-mute girl, abused by her husband. The deaf-mute girl somehow befriended a tiger that had escaped during bombings, and became known as the tiger’s wife. A third thread describes the myth of the deathless man, whom Natalia’s grandfather has encountered a handful of times in his life. The deathless man cannot die himself, but travels around collecting the souls of those who have died and helping them into the afterlife. Natalia has heard her grandfather’s stories and dismissed them as myth, until she encounters the deathless man himself.
Lance and i went with a team of friends to try to qualify for bridge nationals. Made it to the second day with no trouble, and somehow lost in the semifinals. Very close loss, which makes it even worse in a way, b/c you end up beating yourself up for every little thing, because any one decision would have made the difference between winning and losing. Boo. It still stings a bit.
Finally, here is one more picture from Disney, which shows just how terrifying the Tower of Terror was.
