Flowers on the way home from yoga.
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Friday morning (afternoon) things.
I can’t seem to keep my shoes on at work (or home for that matter) for more than ten minutes.
This often results in the following conversation:
“Incoming!” (Liz says from her seat behind my desk.)
“But I’m not wearing any shoes!” I rush to find my shoes under/around my desk. Usually I am at least wearing socks, if nothing else.
Inevitably about 80% of the time I don’t find my shoes in time, and I end up having to talk to people in my socks or bare feet. This doesn’t, however, make me wear my shoes any more often.
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This weekend I went to the Songkran Festival with Cricket. It is the Thai new year celebration. Here are some photographs.
Our delicious lunch. We also shared a bag of fried bananas.
There was live music everywhere!
Some of the girls that danced for a large audience. They were so lovely.
This is my Buddha pose. In Thailand, you pray to your Buddha pose that is the day of the week you were born on, and also give donation to that Buddha. I was born on Monday. Here are the rest.
This is a radish carved into a flower. Vegetable and fruit carving is very traditional to Thailand, and history points its origins to this country.
This is a fish carved out of fruit. Amazing!
More music!
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After the festival, I walked home. I had the camera with me, and four miles to kill, so here’s what I found.
This is a bee for Melissa. Real flower. Real bee. He was funny.
There he goes. Pollinators are so cool!
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This is why I love living in California. Fruit baskets straight from a citrus tree.
This is why I shall gain 50 pounds.
Every day when I get to my desk, there is something new on the office table to eat. Cake, cookies, chocolates, candy, and sometimes fruit. A bag of kumquats here, some lemons there, always something from a tree or a plant or someone’s garden. Roses, daisies, leftover dyed flowers from an event. And sometimes, recyclable bags or gifts from someone’s goodies they no longer want. People are also starting to figure out I always take their junk, and so I’ve acquired some random items including but not limited to a whale pencil holder. But, inevitably, the point is there is always food.
Yesterday I made it all day and didn’t eat one chocolate that were on the table by 7:30am. I watched them go, one by one, until noon, and never made a move. (Of course, I found an excuse to polish off a bag of salt & vinegar chips when I got home, but the point is at work I stayed strong.)
Today, I was handed a piece of chocolate cake. Handed. I didn’t have a choice. I gobbled it right up. Yum.
I am ruined.
New Love Monday
1. The Fray’s new album, even though it’s self titled. (Which I, personally, think is tacky after CD 1.)
2. The fresh orange flowers on my desk, left over from an event on campus.
3. This new styled burger I made and ate this past Friday, which was delicious.
4. My new love of Eric Hutchinson.
5. New beginnings. New books finished. Like this one.