1. Ten songs I walked home to this morning after escorting Beanie and my neighbor’s son (who, not for nothing, is nearly four years younger than Bean but is nearly as tall) to school:
I’m Outta Love by Anastasia
Angry by Matchbox Twenty
Limelight by Rush
Days Go By (remix) by Dirty Vegas
You Should be Dancing by the Bee Gees (shut up)
Where Are We Runnin’ by Lenny Kravitz
And She Was by the Talking Heads
Can’t Get You Out of My Head by Kylie Minogue
History Repeating by the Propellerheads
The Way You Move by Outkast and Sleepy Brown
All of these songs have a perfect beat; slow enough that I don’t have to jog, but fast enough that I work up a sweat.
2. I’m meeting a former student for lunch today, and I’m very excited to see her again. I’ve watched her really come into herself in the four or so years that I’ve known her, and I’m exceedingly proud of her. I’m looking forward to catching up on her over really good local pizza.
3. Sometime, it’s the little things that thrill me. Yesterday, I wrote a post about carrot cake and how we here in the Chili household kid ourselves into thinking it’s good for us (“it’s got THREE CUPS of carrots in the recipe!” we gleefully exclaim, not giving a thought to the two cups of sugar and cup and a half of vegetable oil that make the cake’s base, never mind all the sugar in the icing). Falcon, Goddess love him, commented that this sounded very much like the thinking behind Bill Cosby’s skit about giving the kids chocolate cake for breakfast (“what’s in cake? Eggs, milk, and wheat! It’s GOOD for you!”). I came THIS close to making that reference, but I wasn’t sure how many people wouldn’t get it. I adore that he did.
4. The forecast is for temperatures approaching 90° today. I love it.
Hi 90 °F
5. My mother’s oncologist appointment is on Friday, and I’ve arranged for a sub for my yoga class so I can go. It’s potentially a big appointment; we’ll get the doctor’s prognosis then, I hope, and will get some useful information to help us make other, big decisions. I’ve already begun a few balls rolling on getting things settled, but there are a lot more conversations to have.
6. The little garden we started in the house is really taking off. We’ve got sprouts for nearly all the fruits and veggies (the peas and cucumbers, especially) and several of the larger flower seeds – the sunflowers, moonflowers, and morning glories, in particular – have taken off, though it seems the smaller seeds like forget-me-nots need a little more time. Mr. Chili said he’ll put the garden to rights this weekend, if the rain holds off.
7. You know it’s spring when your windshield looks like a war zone. Coming back from the Cape this weekend resulted in a mass-murder of insects, and I was slightly nauseated scraping all the bug guts off of my windshield on Sunday. The gas station I usually end up in (because of its convenience to the health club) hasn’t put their windshield washer thingies back out yet (they take them in in the winter because they very often freeze in their buckets), so I had to bring the car home and do the job with blue window-washer stuff and paper towels. I did a passable job, but I can see my efforts when I’m aimed at the sun. Maybe I’ll run my Puck through a car wash on my way to pizza with Jen this afternoon.
8. I don’t have many regrets in my life, but I really am sorry that I’m not doing more with the ASL training I took. I realized, as I watched a family signing in a restaurant the other day, how much I miss the language. I’m going to look in to getting an interpreter’s certificate at a community college in the next state over. It’s a drive, and it’ll mean a huge commitment from me (and my family), but I would like to be able to say that I really pursued this as far as I could.
9. Am I the only one who thinks the new Old Navy ad campaign is more than a little creepy?
10. Aren’t they CUTE?!
Happy Tuesday, Everyone!