east west

you're the only thing left that makes any sense

so maybe it's time to dust this thing off, and get back to writing a little bit here and there. proportionally divide it between the weather (never fails to excite - and i know that it's considered small talk, but i simply can't get enough of meteorological events no matter how lame they may appear. like the odd batch of cumulus over the Willamette, the way the sun blazes bright while hailstones rain down on our garden, or how the nimbostratus struggle to make it over the west hills), music (back to teaching myself, and am searching for a piano teacher. the standards are strict: he needs to have white hair and a beard and preferably be from Finland or some other Baltic state. and i'd like it if he had chickens outside his house.), books (so little time), and outside (the arrow leaf balsam root will start to bloom in a few weeks, the days are longer, and the gorge begs to be explored. again. and again).

peter's in school again. my husband will be a biologist in three years. how cool is that.

because it will soon be five years since I finished college, that means that the little yellow postcard I filled out at graduation will be making its way to my mailbox soon. the one where i wrote out what...or rather, whom....i hoped I'd be in 2008. I can't remember a lot of it....but the only thing that sticks in my memory is that I said I would be fluent in Russian. Which evidently hasn't happened yet, so I called a guy from St. Petersburg and we're meeting on Thursday to give this thing a try. my fingers are crossed.

posted by jessica @ 3:24 PM