scene, Sunday evening:[After I got up Monday morning, I had 32 new emails -- 17 of which were birthday wishes on my Facebook Wall.]
me: What time do you think you'll be in the shower tomorrow morning?
Housemate: About 9:30.
(a little after 9pm) me: I'm gonna head to bed.
Housemate: You're definitely gonna be up before me tomorrow morning, then.
me: ... I was gonna say that I didn't get a lot of sleep this weekend, but 12 hours is a LOT of sleep.
(quarter to 9am) me: *gets up*
Ultimately I had 58 Facebook happy birthdays (plus one from Nicki the night before because it was already tomorrow in Thailand), an LJ comment, 2 txt msgs, an email from my bff, and a card from my sister-in-law.
Sunday evening had also included Housemate wondering aloud, "What do I want to eat for dinner on my birthday?" which prompted me to wonder what *I* wanted for dinner for my birthday. Monday night happened to be the one evening all week I didn't already have plans.
It ocurred to me that I could take the train out to my parents' for dinner -- provided they didn't already have other plans. They didn't -- though my mom got my email late enough that she didn't have time to bake a cake (I was like: You just baked 2 cakes for our party -- I really wasn't expecting more cake to go along with on-my-birthday dinner).
My mom posted to facebook (Sunday night, though I didn't see it until Monday): "I get to have my grrl on her birthday! (Makes a Mama Bear's heart go pit-a-pat) :)"
The monthly Harvard queer women's staff+faculty lunch was today, so I biked out for that. Despite having had breakfast ~10am, I was getting hungry right around the time I was getting ready to leave for that, so since it's a BYOLunch, I stopped at Panera afterward.
Then I mailed my package, went to the gym, made my CWM bank deposit ... and had a little over an hour before I needed to leave Harvard Square -- which gave me enough time to bike home and back but not much else, so that didn't make much sense. So I figured I'd just get an earlier train.
In South Station, some massage place was offering chair massages for $1/min and hey, it was my birthday, so I got a 15-minute chair massage.
I took the 4:45 to Norwood Central.
They didn't take my ticket on the way out, so yay half-free ride.
Starting down Winslow Ave., I saw a pest control vehicle, the back window of which someone had written things like "BEWARE BUGS" and "BUGMAN" and I remembered the Tot Lot.
I spent ~20min on the swings. (My mom told me later that she'd seen an article recently about an adult-sized playground which didn't have swings, to which she was like, "Elizabeth would be sadfaced." True story.)
As I started back on Winslow, I realized that my mom's train was due in in about 10 minutes, and it seemed silly to get home shortly before her, so I went to wait for the train to meet her to walk home with her.
My mom said she is "vicariously fierce." Um, ditto.
After dinner, we played a lot of rounds of UNO -- none of which I won.
I came home from Harvard Square (where I'd parked my bike) via Mass Ave, successfully, without dying. (I definitely appreciated the lack of traffic at ~10:15pm on a Monday night in the summer.) Though the paving there is really bumpy, which I don't appreciate -- though I imagine it would be a monster to try to shut down any of that to repave it.
-mylittleredgirl [more info]
Thus says God to these bones: "I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live. I will lay sinews on you, and will cause flesh to come upon you, and cover you with skin, and put breath in you, and you shall live; and you shall know that I am God." (Ezekiel 37:5-6, NRSV, alt.)
Good things about today:
- om nom nom sleep
- my drugstore.com order arrived
- Things one is happy to hear from a Pride Interfaith rep: "I am happy to talk gender and sexuality and paganism any time, although I should probably say that my own politics on this seem to be more liberal than those of the general pagan population :) "
[re: "You'd mentioned potentially crafting a gender-neutral coming-of-age ritual for your community, and I'd love to chat with you more both about how gender functions in your/EarthSpirit's paganism and also how non-normative sexuality (and gender) functions."]
- We had a black woman jr fac at lunch. Yay, diversity.
- responded to wedding carpool email
- made Kickstarter donations
- emailed Jeff B preliminary restaurant thoughts
- made plans with EarthSpirit!Sarah for Friday
- biked to lunch
- mailed package to immortalavalamp
- went to the gym
- did CWM bank deposit
- biked home via Mass Ave out of Harvard -- successfully! and did not die!
[sidenote: having the seat so high up makes being stopped ~uncomfortable]
- restocked on milk and yogurt
- laundered bras
["anything that you're looking forward to, that means you're facing tomorrow with joy, not trepidation," as Ari says]
- Brave and dinner with Jeff B.