My rekindled love for soft pretzels and other such things

I forgot how much I love Philly soft pretzels. I'm at a conference in the Philly area and they had soft pretzels. I love them because they are a good sturdy food. I love them because they take a long time to eat. I love them because you expect a really yummy savory, salty food and yet there's a little sweet overtone in there. mmm... I do miss the pretzels.

I also thought about something in a new way today. It dawned on me that I am a living legacy of my mother, well, both my parents really. I know that sounds elementary -- that I would carry my parents' likeness, but it's not something that I'm frequently aware of. However, I was singing tonight and I could hear a little bit of my mother's voice. It kind of spooked me out - in a good way.

Finally, this conference is held at a church. Not just any church. A big, scary, perfectly manicured lawn church that I drove by the first time b/c I thought it was housing of some sort. I affectionately call it the Church of the Holy Moose. They have these clear pulpits in all of the meeting rooms that have a moose emblazoned on them. I figured that was their mascot. The Holy Moose.

Have I mentioned that I love my friends? Have I mentioned that I love people in general? I've had a good blend of alone-time and together time over the last 24 hours or so and it's just been great. And the "together time" has been with people that I haven't spent a lot of time with lately so it was just so good. I love discovering what makes people tick and how they think and approach things. I had several great conversations tonight that I had really been missing...the kind of serious, in-depth conversations that really fuel me, but that I seem to so rarely have anymore. I also love seeing someone's strength and discovering ways to pair it with someone else's strength to make it even better. I love friends and conversation and wine and serious moments and dreaming moments.

It's gonna be a good day

It was up in there air there for a while, but when I walked into CVS and heard Jann Arden singing "Insensitive", I knew it was all gonna be alright!

even for me

Fly to Atlanta to meet a random guy? That may be too crazy even for me.

first night

It's my first night staying in the new apartment. I have lots of thoughts, but I will try to keep this to a reasonable length.
1. I am starting to get tired. I've been pushing myself lately to accomplish a lot. I feel like for a long time I hadn't been working/living nearly up to my potential so I've been trying to be better about that. And, generally, I seem to have more energy than when I was accomplishing less. Amazing how that works. But, now I'm getting a little tired. Hopefully, I'll be ready to go in the morning.
2. I owe God lots of high fives (does God have fingers?) for hooking me up with this place and my roommate. The apartment is really large, totally affordable and in a location I really like. It's a long, complicated story, but basically, I think I got in under the line to get a really great price on this apartment before the new management company hikes up the prices. And, I think living with JoyAnna will be a lot of fun and an all-around good experience. (Except for football season when we may have to yell at each other a lot.)
3. Friends are amazing. I've lived the vast majority of the last decade of my life away from my family which has made me realize even more how valuable my friendships are. (However, I seem to value my family more now, too, since they aren't around.) My friends chipped in and helped me and my roommate move over the last week. They have been so great to me! Some of them don't even really know JoyAnna and yet they were so willing to help. I don't know how we would have done it without them. Thanks a million times over!!
4. Finally, I must add a seemingly random thought. There are a lot of doors in this place. I've spent the last five years of my life living in either a studio apartment or renting a room in a house. What does this have to do with doors, you ask? Well, in each of those places there weren't very many doors and in the studios, the door to my room was also the door to my apartment. As I was looking around tonight, I realized that I will have to shut doors before I go to sleep from now on...and that the door to my room is not the entrance. You would think this would make me feel more secure, but oddly enough, I grew so used to having the entrance in my room that it feels weird to think that someone could come in and out of the apartment without me seeing or hearing them while I'm asleep. Weird.

New apartment update

It is now 11:30pm and the contractor is still working in the apartment. They are serious about getting us in there tomorrow. I've been keeping tabs on the progress of our new place. As of Tuesday night, the apartment needed the following: paint all walls, replace the flooring in the kitchen and bathroom, replace all carpeting, clean or replace kitchen counters, replace stove and refrigerator (no fridge), resurface tub and sink in bathroom. As of 11:36, all walls and trim are painted, carpet is replaced, new tile (beautiful!) is in the kitchen and I heard whistling coming from the bathroom. Sweet! Also, I saw a bathroom cabinet/sink thing sitting in the living room earlier, that I assume will be put in the bathroom since it would be odd to leave it in the living room. I couldn't see the kitchen counters from my vantage point, peering through the cracked-open door, but I know have confidence that it will all be done in time. I can't believe they're working overtime to get this done as promised, but I am so psyched about my new place!! JoyAnna, you're going to be amazed!!

so hot

It's 85 already. I hate the heat. But, alas, it is the 4th of July. What do I expect? What festivities shall I enjoy today? I've tried to keep my options open for spontaneous fun, but hopefully, that doesn't bite me in the but and turn into no plans at all. We'll see. The fireworks here are some of the best around so I will try to go down and take some in. And, there is a bbq that I'm fairly sure will qualify as giant and delicious, later today. I don't know if I can resist Laura's grilled cabbage with bacon. mmmm I'll let you know what I end up doing.
EDIT: It rained and cooled it off enough for me to make my way to a bbq and then to the mall for some fireworks. I must admit that those are some nifty fireworks they put off in this here city. And, now I get to fall asleep to the smell of primer. yummy.

Random thoughts from the trip home

I had so much fun tonight. I don't know why particularly...just hanging out with a random group of people as usual. I laughed so hard. Everything was funny. The timing was "on". Good stuff. But, then, we rode the metro home with bellies full of ice cream and soda. Ok, so only Kurt and I had the bright idea to add carbonation to milkfat, but the point remains. Not a good idea. We were both leaning over, holding onto the escalator rails (gross) coming up out of the metro like drunk people. I have an ice cream hangover. But, it was really good ice cream. So, it was kind of like being hung over from a couple of bottles of Opus 1 wine rather than from Bud Lite.
Then, I caught a bus home and there was a group of deaf people "chatting" on there. And, they were using the f-word a lot. Is that acceptable? It's not socially acceptable to litter an audible conversation with that word so is it ok to do it in sign language? I'd really like to know the etiquette on that.
That's all I've got for tonight.