Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Simply summer.

I went to a professional development day for work yesterday, and it quickly hit me that I am NOT ready for this summer to be over. I've been so much about relaxing, being outside, getting ready for baby, etc. that when I had to switch gears and think about teaching, my brain went a little haywire. This summer has been so simple, and it's been just what I've needed. So thankful for all the little bits of magic that I've been able to enjoy.
Cooling off in Boulder Creek after the Farmer's Market

Aspen eyes

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Like a child.

I find that whenever I learn something completely new, I revert back to my child self: curious, full of wonder, and imaginative. Yesterday, Angus and I went to water our garden - which is really flourishing I might add - and what I saw totally blew me away. Have you ever seen how zucchini and yellow squash grow?! Well, let me tell you, it's freaking awesome. One of the gardens near ours has these HUGE squash plants that are pumping out squash under the density of their leaves and flowers. The garden owners have even picked several and laid them out for anyone to take. I guess one can only manage so much squash. The sight of these vegetables growing stuck with me all day, and last night I had one of those dreams that just keeps repeating itself (which can be pretty annoying.) It was pretty simple...it was just a squash plant growing and producing over and over and over and over again. It felt like I dreamed that all night long, but in reality it was probably only for a few minutes upon waking. I'm being haunted by squash!

There's one little kink in this whole beautiful squash obsession of mine. Not realizing how enormously gargantuan squash plants are, we planted two of our own smack in the middle of our garden. Ours aren't nearly as big as the ones we saw, but if my calculations are correct, they will be by mid August. I guess we may be pulling the 'ol guys if they get too unruly. At least we'll know for next year...

Friday, July 9, 2010

Who cares?!

Facebook is pretty awesome, and it's great that we can now inform all of our friends, including the random guy from elementary school who always smelled like ketchup and mustard, about every waking (and sleeping) minute of our lives. Now that I have the summer off, checking Facebook a few times a day is pretty much a part of my normal routine. I've seen some status updates that have me shaking my head, cracking up, or asking aloud, "Who the hell cares?!" Don't get me wrong, I'm sure some, if not most, of my status updates are pretty lame, but I'd like to think they're not as bad as some I've seen recently. For instance, why do people feel the need to update the world about their latest gastrointestinal issues? And then follow up on that update to say that their case of the shits turned into bronchitis and it's just been a horrible week. Ewww. Unless I am your family doctor, your spouse, or have strong feelings of schadenfreude, I DON'T CARE! The thing is, because I am reading these status posts, I guess in some strange way I DO care.
But I don't.
But I do.
Facebook, you tricky son of a gun.