The weather in late March and early April was just my cup of tea — warm enough for skirts and bare legs, warm enough for the cherry blossoms to peak two weeks early (which did not deter the onslaught of tourists) and warm enough for me to realize that I’m probably going to need to replace my air conditioner before it gets really hot. Fortunately, cohabitating with Jay means that this won’t be an expense I have to shoulder alone.
I hosted Passover for both of our families at my parents house. My sister came down from Boston, my dear friend Lisa joined us, and the eight of us had a lovely (and often silly) seder. At some point towards the end of the evening, I tipsily (but nonetheless very seriously) informed my father that I was “done looking” and that Jay was the man I would someday marry. My Dad just shrugged and said “Okay. So… what? You want my approval or something?” I said something along the lines of “I just want to know that you don’t think Jay is anything like the Italian or the Ex!” To which he smiled and wisely responded, “Of course he’s not. Can we serve dessert now?”
(I get emotional when I’ve had a few drinks. Happy, but emotional. And yes, I did inform Jay of this conversation. He also smiled and said something about wanting his dessert.)
As indicated by the fact that I’m dithering about weather and inebriated conversations with my dear ol’ Dad, instead of gushing about social media and conferences, one can surmise that I did not attend the 2012 NTC. Instead, I’ve been helping plan the re-launch of a new community for individuals living with lung disease, and talking regularly with my boss about my role in preparing for the new learning management system that will be implemented in the next few months. There seem to be some positive changes ahead for my work and responsibilities – of which I’ll certainly keep you all posted.
And as for my wishlist — I got new sunglasses. EXCITEMENT.
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