Weak end?
This is the first weekend in a long time that we’re
sitting at home without agenda.
Yesterday. Saturday.
We watched Kabbadi, filled out some application forms, sold some furniture, watched Wake up Sid, drank loads of Hefeweizen while dreaming of OktoberFest beer, caught up with all the Heroes Season 4 episodes, and began reading Rohinton Mistry’s A Fine Balance.
Today. Sunday (morning).
I can’t handle any more TV. I could continue to read Rohinton Mistry’s book, but sitting in one place for too long is making me twitchy. I seem to be able to read books only on the train, or outside in the open!
I am fighting the temptation to go out, although I keep making excuses to absent myself from home… like
I can be in any of these places to enjoy the fall colors.
I could be looking at the Solar Decathlon houses. We went there last weekend when they were still preparing for the competition. The houses looked very impressive. They are now open for public.
I'm curious about Obamanologues. It is sort of timely giving the ruckus he's been creating lately by being audaciously full of hope.
There's that Sugarloaf Crafts Festival in Gaithersburg, which sounds promising.
Hobey Ford’s Animalia sounds interesting. I could watch that and Sophia Serghi's performance at the Millennium Stage.
I could just sit at Kramers or Barnes and Nobel and read a book.... then again, fighting the lure of book-buying is impossible.
.
.
.
This is not what I set out to do with this post! I was going to convince myself to stay at home and listen to music and finish Mistry's book. Tapi seems to be doing fine. He's catching up with family on the phone, and has class projects to finish. As I think about his day's routine, I feel the urge to pretend like today is a weekday and do something of value. But, as soon as I think of the week ahead I have a queasy feeling in my stomach. OK. The queasiness is taking over! I need to wash this feeling off with outside air!
Now. Sunday (night)
It turns out, we had a long and eventful day after all! We were at the Capitol where tens of thousands of gay rights activists rallied to bring attention to "equality" issues. We then walked up to the National mall and toured some extraordinary houses at the Solar Decathalon. There was also some breast cancer event going on where hundreds of people wearing pink spoke about insurance coverage and health reform (i think... we skipped it). We had the best Veggie Burger and Oolong tea at my favorite Teaism (if you haven't been to one, I highly recommend it. Try the 7th Street one. It's a lot bigger than the one in Dupont). We then picked up Arvind from the airport and drove to an Ethiopian restaurant in Silver Spring called Langano... spoke about his enviable vacation in Boston and Vermont. So that's that! I have a lot to say about dissent and innovation and share some pictures as well, but that will have to wait until tomorrow. I will feel queasy if I don't end the day by reading that Rohinton Mistry's book! Good night :)
Yesterday. Saturday.
We watched Kabbadi, filled out some application forms, sold some furniture, watched Wake up Sid, drank loads of Hefeweizen while dreaming of OktoberFest beer, caught up with all the Heroes Season 4 episodes, and began reading Rohinton Mistry’s A Fine Balance.
Today. Sunday (morning).
I can’t handle any more TV. I could continue to read Rohinton Mistry’s book, but sitting in one place for too long is making me twitchy. I seem to be able to read books only on the train, or outside in the open!
I am fighting the temptation to go out, although I keep making excuses to absent myself from home… like
I can be in any of these places to enjoy the fall colors.
I could be looking at the Solar Decathlon houses. We went there last weekend when they were still preparing for the competition. The houses looked very impressive. They are now open for public.
I'm curious about Obamanologues. It is sort of timely giving the ruckus he's been creating lately by being audaciously full of hope.
There's that Sugarloaf Crafts Festival in Gaithersburg, which sounds promising.
Hobey Ford’s Animalia sounds interesting. I could watch that and Sophia Serghi's performance at the Millennium Stage.
I could just sit at Kramers or Barnes and Nobel and read a book.... then again, fighting the lure of book-buying is impossible.
.
.
.
This is not what I set out to do with this post! I was going to convince myself to stay at home and listen to music and finish Mistry's book. Tapi seems to be doing fine. He's catching up with family on the phone, and has class projects to finish. As I think about his day's routine, I feel the urge to pretend like today is a weekday and do something of value. But, as soon as I think of the week ahead I have a queasy feeling in my stomach. OK. The queasiness is taking over! I need to wash this feeling off with outside air!
Now. Sunday (night)
It turns out, we had a long and eventful day after all! We were at the Capitol where tens of thousands of gay rights activists rallied to bring attention to "equality" issues. We then walked up to the National mall and toured some extraordinary houses at the Solar Decathalon. There was also some breast cancer event going on where hundreds of people wearing pink spoke about insurance coverage and health reform (i think... we skipped it). We had the best Veggie Burger and Oolong tea at my favorite Teaism (if you haven't been to one, I highly recommend it. Try the 7th Street one. It's a lot bigger than the one in Dupont). We then picked up Arvind from the airport and drove to an Ethiopian restaurant in Silver Spring called Langano... spoke about his enviable vacation in Boston and Vermont. So that's that! I have a lot to say about dissent and innovation and share some pictures as well, but that will have to wait until tomorrow. I will feel queasy if I don't end the day by reading that Rohinton Mistry's book! Good night :)
