Not really--sorry to get your hopes up...but I've yet to complete any of the odes I've started writing for other things I love. Maybe that would be a good goal for the summer.
Well-I'm back from vacation. This was my first real vacation as an independent adult, and it was fabulous. The food was amazing, having nowhere to go was wonderful, and spending 4 days with some great friends was just delightful. I think the mix of personalities on the trip worked really well. It seems like sometimes one member of a group takes over in a totalitarian way, but this group actually seemed really well balanced. But now I'm back in town and getting caught up on all of the stuff that goes into the last 8 weeks of school. Can you believe that--in just a few short months it will officially be summertime!
So now more about my vacation. We went to the beach for a few days, but we decided to pick a beach...okay- I was all set to use all ten words in talking about the beach, but I am now realizing that I was setting myself up for the most boring blog ever. You know how people subject you to picture after picture of their vacations and expected it to somehow be exciting for you--well that is what this blog would be--except without the visual aids. Oh dear. I will say that those four days of vacation contained some of the yummiest food I've had in a very long time. The first night we were in town, we evidently hit the wrong part of town at the wrong time of night. I do not mean this in a scary-running-from-the-bad-guy kind of way. I mean that every place we went to had either quit serving food or was closed. But just when this experience was the most vexing, we stumbled into an absolutely lovely restaurant with the yummiest soup. I'm still dreaming about that meal--and they had really good bread.
Now that I'm sitting at the computer with plenty of time to write, I'm realizing that there’s a lot to report from my little world. The last few times I've been blogging, I've been so rushed that I didn't have much time for fun stuff. Probably the coolest news is that my wonderful roommate and friend gave me my birthday present really early. In a moment of sheer whimsy (I hope I'm using that correctly) they decided to throw tradition to the wind and give me the coolest gift ever 2 months early. I am now the proud owner of a record player. I've wanted one for a few years now, but I think when I tell people that, they think it's just one of those whimsical things I say--but it's not--I absolutely love my new gadget. I've been listening to Abbey Road and The Monkees and even a little Bert and Ernie Sing-a-long for a few weeks now. Everything just sounds better on a record player. I can't explain it. When I first tried to use my new player, I had a few trepidations about messing something up. I didn't want to scratch anything or break anything, but now I can play those records like a pro. Maybe my fascination with records will be transient, but I don't think so. What I really need now are some good jazz albums. Any suggestions for titles I should obtain? I have a pretty good mix of upbeat rock and tranquil stuff. I think at this point, almost anything will be a good addition to my collection--with the exception of any vociferous albums.
Well -this actually turned out to be more of a love blog about my new record player. Who knew I had such torrid feelings towards a source of music. I am now going to go enjoy some nachos. I am giving up on using tractable. I have no idea how to work that one in. So goodbye.
2 comments:
Oh, I so love the Bert and Ernie sing-a-long.
Glad you had fun at the beach. How envious I am of the whimsical life of the teacher. (I don't think that's really appropriate use of the word, but I wanted to get it in there somehow.)
You crack me up. I think that use of whimsical would work.
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