i am a bear in a dump {with a camera}
i have known the true meaning of hibernation.
on thursday last, seattle was seriously dumped on...a benevolent offense by mrs. mother nature. we are still covered in 16 inches of snow with more in the forecast. i have missed two parties, holiday shopping, and our weekly trek to mom and dad's land-o-plenty. in addition, my computer has been in the shop (under joel's hood) and is finally back in working order (confession: this computer accounts for 89% of my daily entertainment).
how's a she bear to entertain herself, i ask??!
eat. of course.
other than eating, i did this:
on thursday last, seattle was seriously dumped on...a benevolent offense by mrs. mother nature. we are still covered in 16 inches of snow with more in the forecast. i have missed two parties, holiday shopping, and our weekly trek to mom and dad's land-o-plenty. in addition, my computer has been in the shop (under joel's hood) and is finally back in working order (confession: this computer accounts for 89% of my daily entertainment).
how's a she bear to entertain herself, i ask??!
eat. of course.
other than eating, i did this:
- thursday i just lazed around then braved the snow to see the burlesque nutcracker.
- friday i cleaned, laundered, organized (my spice rack) baked (pancakes, lemon bars, and black bean soup) and wandered to a pub with friends (like everyone else on capitol hill. luckily cave has other caves within walking distance. happy indeed).
- saturday the hibernation began to set in...i found myself sleeping and napping and sleeping and cuddling under blankets and marathoning movies and eating and reading and eating.
- and on sunday - i felt sicky sick and yet still managed to take a walk with joel (he was wrought with cabin fever) and got some gross mexican food and tried to jam things into the library return box.
oh the errands and tasks you will make up when you are stuck at home.
(speaking of errands! the most unfortunate event has occurred in my ability to get your christmas cards to you. i ordered them on friday from Costco, thinking i could get there to pick them up (should have opted for shipping!), and they are stranded! completely abandoned to the cold warehouse when they should be nuzzling in your warm home next to all the other displayed baubles. so you will just have to wait until after christmas, i suppose. do me a favor, show them some extra tlc when they arrive? they've had a hard time of it already.)
on to today, joy of joys!
i returned to work.
a short day, but a good day nonetheless.
i even walked two miles in the snow, uphill and back.
it felt good to move about my day in a more predictable fashion.
and just like that, christmas week is off with a bang.
and here are some of the memories of what will furthermore be known as
The Dump: 2008.
(yes, there are 31 photos)
i returned to work.
a short day, but a good day nonetheless.
i even walked two miles in the snow, uphill and back.
it felt good to move about my day in a more predictable fashion.
and just like that, christmas week is off with a bang.
and here are some of the memories of what will furthermore be known as
The Dump: 2008.
(yes, there are 31 photos)
december nineteen: jpk
look, ma! no hands...
modesty
dr. who's the neighbor?
what must they think
stop me
december twenty one
she and i have an understanding
do the blues
funny how your feet in dreams never touch the earth
athwart.
i wish i knew what you were trying to say.
the wild west.
buses have been known to linger...
the beginning
the end
can you see my heart...
it's there for all to see.
how hard could it possibly be?
drag
you've lost me.
again.
three zero five
to one friends' house
to another friends' house
don't leave me like this
snow makes me sassy
from the ground up
it always piles up.
give me a blanket.
so i can.
hide
lad lazarus.
working from home
it all boils down
and leaves traces.
where once we clearly saw.
ramp
debris
december twenty two: ode to the city that made god cry
the sweet seattle rain like jesus' kisses.
the teardrops of white his crocodile tears.
look, ma! no hands...
modesty
dr. who's the neighbor?
what must they think
stop me
december twenty one
she and i have an understanding
do the blues
funny how your feet in dreams never touch the earth
athwart.
i wish i knew what you were trying to say.
the wild west.
buses have been known to linger...
the beginning
the end
can you see my heart...
it's there for all to see.
how hard could it possibly be?
drag
you've lost me.
again.
three zero five
to one friends' house
to another friends' house
don't leave me like this
snow makes me sassy
from the ground up
it always piles up.
give me a blanket.
so i can.
hide
lad lazarus.
working from home
it all boils down
and leaves traces.
where once we clearly saw.
ramp
debris
december twenty two: ode to the city that made god cry
the sweet seattle rain like jesus' kisses.
the teardrops of white his crocodile tears.
grrrrrrrrrrr.
i make a very convincing bear.
crm
1 comments:
as always, your captions are fascinating and enigmatic. always luring me back for a second try at interpretation. then again, i don't need to interpret everything. the beauty itself is enough.
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