Showing posts with label rainy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rainy. Show all posts

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Weekend...

Lois and friends in Lake Michigan; first dip of 2008.

So I didn't do tons of the organizing I promised myself on my day off, but I did do laundry, work on the yard, and take Lois to the dog beach. That is a lot. I also bought my porch flowers, and they are sort of "in process" now. Til tonight, it's been so lovely, weatherwise, here!

Today I went running with the 8am group (plus M and Lois), and then had my 2nd-to-last swim in the pool before they shut it down. It was unpleasantly hot—about 85°—but I got a half-mile in. Then my friend T and I walked, with Lois, to Shelley's Freeze, one of Chicago's excellent hot dog stands, and I got a dog with everything and a small soft-serve chocolate cone; it was perfect!

THEN, my extremely talented friend E had a play (wrote/directed) in a group/multimedia/short play show at the Steppenwolf garage, and he invited me, so I rode down for that, enjoyed it immensely, and rode home in the rain. They were shooting a film near the old Biograph theatre and it was fun to ride my bike through there with all the film crew and big cranes and stuff. I still wish I could do that for a job someday. Maybe work for Fatih Akin...ah, to dream!

Now I'm home early, missing a big concert to benefit the anti-death penalty crusade in Illinois, and starring many people I'm friends with and fans of, but it's still raining (and the venue's not super close), and I have season 5 disc 2 of MI-5, and a cuddly dog, and a bunch of kids to teach art to tomorrow. So I'm staying home and dry.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

April showers


Dylan, who's three, drew some barbells for me again today - it is the funniest thing ever - he did it a couple weeks ago, too. Here's the conversation:
Dylan: Reached over and quickly drew the top drawing in front of me, then looked at me, deadpan. "Giant barbell."
Me: "Oh, I see."
Dylan: "Lift it."
Me: Grunted and pantomime-lifted it over my head.
Dylan: Drew smaller barbell. "Tiny barbell."
Me: "Lift it!"
Dylan: Bursts into giggle fit.


Today's project was more feet paintings with my own classes, and this one, by Chloe, stood out. It's the last week of the 16-week session, and I'll really miss these groups. I did receive a few perfect little 2- and 3-year-old leg hugs though - it was awesome.

Last night was fun! New guy looked exactly like his pictures online (he's very good looking) and was super nice and interesting to talk to. He's recently divorced, and that fact figures prominently in his life. He was very open about everything, which was really great - and a definite change for the better. But, that all said, the date didn't have the instant connect, love-(or-something)-at-first-sight, can't-keep-your-hands-off-each-other dreaminess that happened with dating guy. I think that was pretty unique. Sigh.

I think I won't get to see him again till next week due to an overbooked weekend, but it seems like that will be happening.

I drank one too many beers (surprise, right?) and rode home through the rainstorm at about midnight. By the time I got home and peeled off the first layer of cold, soaked-through clothing and sent a thank-you email, I was wiped out and fell asleep with lights, radio, bra, socks, earrings, and various other items on. Poor Lois.

FOOD: Blueberry scone (it's usually my favorite) from Starbucks that made me feel sick and grossly full. Still relatively no appetite. Thanks, dating guy!
EXERCISE: None. Maybe something tonight?