Sunshine Meets Rain Half Way to Hearing Aids

Two Tuesday’s ago, Dooce was in Seattle on her book tour. Seeing that my dream in life is to have her babies, I went. In fact, I might have rearranged my work schedule so that I could take a Monday night class so that I wouldn’t have to take the Tuesday night section so that I could see her. Just maybe though. That friends, is planning ahead and not obsessive at all.

Dooce started off by reading excerpts from her book and blog and then had a brief Q&A session. This was followed by the book signing. Somehow I exited the stage area wrong and ended up being about 15 people away from the end of the book signing line. But no worries, because this gave me 45 whole minutes to think about what I would say to her when it was my turn that would make her say, “you’re super cool. Let’s go get dinner.”

Forty-five minutes obviously wasn’t enough time or I was too distracted by all the pretty books because it was almost my turn and I had absolutely nothing. NOTHING. So when I walked up to get my booked signed I just said the first thing that came to mind. “Hi. Does your hand hurt from all the signing?” WTF? Like that’s going to get a dinner date with Dooce. Shouting “hot vinegar!” would have been better than that. She was very kind and didn’t laugh in my face, which means she’s proably a better person than I am or Josue (who did laugh in my face) is. Then, to cap off such a great interaction, I said, “good luck with all of that.” and made a pregnant belly motion on my stomach as I walked away.

fml.

I’m allowed to post again. For a while there Josue was switching servers and I wasn’t allowed to touch my blog. Though things with Hocole (our celebrity joint name), so I’m not sure when in the past few weeks I would have had time to post anything.

Since the week before Vegas it seems like things have been non-stop for us. I was finishing up winter quarter before our trip and then started spring right after. March Madness came at the most inopportune time as well. Josue had his thesis and other major school work to finish up along with some graphic design projects. Tuesday night, after eating either chips & salsa or pita & hummus for the past 5 lunches and dinners I couldn’t take it any longer and demanded that we cook real food. It tasted so good in my mouth I’ve packed it for lunch since.

Looking ahead at my planner, life doesn’t seem to let up until the beginning of June and perhaps that is just because normal people don’t plan things that far ahead. But rather than be anxious about all that is coming up, I find myself more excited – an emotion that will probably change to anxiety as the dates approach and I feel more overwhelmed. At the end of the month Josue’s family and our friend Matt are coming to Seattle to celebrate Josue’s graduation, in May we will celebrate the upcoming wedding of two friends and amidst all of that I will (hopefully) be learning important things about how to become an effective teacher, which according to my handwriting assessment done by Jeremy is what I am most excited about in life.