WAXING PHILISOPHICAL--WASHINGTON STATE PONDERS PISS BOMBS, FRIENSHIP, AND LIFE
Friday night dara and i found ourselves in a place that is fast becoming our "friday night spot." We were sitting at the bar chatting with the bartenders and a friendly man next to us gave us an impromptu beer lesson and then, himself a few beers deep, began to wax philisophical (i always think of anne bode with when i use the word philisophical.) He reminded us that should we decide to stay in olympia (i guess we didn't mention we're leaving in december) that the adjustment will only get harder before it gets easier. Ourselves a few beers in we momentarily became contemplative, and while his statement rang true, certainly, we refused to let it wretch us from our new-found positive feelings about the place--and life intervened at just that moment to reaffirm our faith that the worst of the adjustment was over!
Our very first night out on the town, at the very same tavern we happened to be in that night, we met a guy at the bar who chatted with us for a bit and was friendly. We hadn't seen or heard from him since, and guess who should show up at that moment--chad! He, apparently, had been in earlier and asked the bartenders if they had seen us around--they said that they had, we generally came in on friday's and he said he'd come back--and he did--and we were there--and that is how we made our very first friend.
Saturday i started the nannying job and spent 6 fabulous hours with my new children. They are 5 and 7 and a bit of a handful, but generally good kids. Subsequently I have spent every afternoon with the girls making them fun snacks, writing stories, walking the dog, training the dog, washing dishes, playing soccer, riding bikes, and generally assuming the role of "mom" for a few hours every day--just what i've always wanted ;)?!
Sunday Payam moved home and the whole house has a new air about it! You know how you can be just busy all the time at home. Friends to see, errands to run, classes to go to etc etc. Well dara and I have seen a whole lot more movement since Payam showed up and we're loving it. We lucked out with the craigslist matchup. Payam is chill--for sure. Our first assessment of him was near correct with a few details here and there changed, altered, or generally left untouched ;) He's got a quality that I can't quite name that just works. Unlike I, he has mastered the art of "double booking" and his life seems to flow in a "no worries" sort of path. Its refreshing. He's got an attitude and an approach to all things that dara and I see as a blend of Dan and Mike G. The three of us have been having family dinners (P made us persian food, I made us lobster tails, and D made us sole) and last night P took us out to a Potlatch dinner among friends. We met some of his friends, all of whom were really sweet. Its funny how much things can change just a few short months out of college. I love their college mentality, and I love being around it, but i feel a little old--which i've never felt in my whole life before! After dinner there was cake and after cake their was a near attempt at kitten kidknapping--i tired so hard, but in the end dara's lack of soul (she doesn't like kittens) and Payam's allergies won out and the kitten remains with its mother :(
This good week, coupled with the below excerpt of advice received from the wise and talented Rachel "Tubs" Retrum:
you can't expect things to be good yet. sorry,kiddo. but if they were always good, if things were always the wayyou wanted them you'd never REALLY know how happy you are. you haveto know what it is to be displaced to know what home feels like. youhave to know loneliness to know love. and you have to know fear toknow assurance.
means that all and all Olympia is looking up, and our philisophical friend from the bar had a point, a good point, and perhaps we'll find later a very true point, but it isn't resonating with our present experience, and that is just fine with us!!
Remember to Compost--J
Friday night dara and i found ourselves in a place that is fast becoming our "friday night spot." We were sitting at the bar chatting with the bartenders and a friendly man next to us gave us an impromptu beer lesson and then, himself a few beers deep, began to wax philisophical (i always think of anne bode with when i use the word philisophical.) He reminded us that should we decide to stay in olympia (i guess we didn't mention we're leaving in december) that the adjustment will only get harder before it gets easier. Ourselves a few beers in we momentarily became contemplative, and while his statement rang true, certainly, we refused to let it wretch us from our new-found positive feelings about the place--and life intervened at just that moment to reaffirm our faith that the worst of the adjustment was over!
Our very first night out on the town, at the very same tavern we happened to be in that night, we met a guy at the bar who chatted with us for a bit and was friendly. We hadn't seen or heard from him since, and guess who should show up at that moment--chad! He, apparently, had been in earlier and asked the bartenders if they had seen us around--they said that they had, we generally came in on friday's and he said he'd come back--and he did--and we were there--and that is how we made our very first friend.
Saturday i started the nannying job and spent 6 fabulous hours with my new children. They are 5 and 7 and a bit of a handful, but generally good kids. Subsequently I have spent every afternoon with the girls making them fun snacks, writing stories, walking the dog, training the dog, washing dishes, playing soccer, riding bikes, and generally assuming the role of "mom" for a few hours every day--just what i've always wanted ;)?!
Sunday Payam moved home and the whole house has a new air about it! You know how you can be just busy all the time at home. Friends to see, errands to run, classes to go to etc etc. Well dara and I have seen a whole lot more movement since Payam showed up and we're loving it. We lucked out with the craigslist matchup. Payam is chill--for sure. Our first assessment of him was near correct with a few details here and there changed, altered, or generally left untouched ;) He's got a quality that I can't quite name that just works. Unlike I, he has mastered the art of "double booking" and his life seems to flow in a "no worries" sort of path. Its refreshing. He's got an attitude and an approach to all things that dara and I see as a blend of Dan and Mike G. The three of us have been having family dinners (P made us persian food, I made us lobster tails, and D made us sole) and last night P took us out to a Potlatch dinner among friends. We met some of his friends, all of whom were really sweet. Its funny how much things can change just a few short months out of college. I love their college mentality, and I love being around it, but i feel a little old--which i've never felt in my whole life before! After dinner there was cake and after cake their was a near attempt at kitten kidknapping--i tired so hard, but in the end dara's lack of soul (she doesn't like kittens) and Payam's allergies won out and the kitten remains with its mother :(
This good week, coupled with the below excerpt of advice received from the wise and talented Rachel "Tubs" Retrum:
you can't expect things to be good yet. sorry,kiddo. but if they were always good, if things were always the wayyou wanted them you'd never REALLY know how happy you are. you haveto know what it is to be displaced to know what home feels like. youhave to know loneliness to know love. and you have to know fear toknow assurance.
means that all and all Olympia is looking up, and our philisophical friend from the bar had a point, a good point, and perhaps we'll find later a very true point, but it isn't resonating with our present experience, and that is just fine with us!!
Remember to Compost--J
