Thursdays are ok

Today while I was at work, I needed to take a break from looking at my computer screen because my eyes were killing me. I looked out the window in my office and stared at one of the two 10 story cranes that is being used to build the new life sciences building. It gave me an idea for a poem. Here it is. 

The Crane

There's a crane outside my window

and he's calling my name

He's hovering up in the sky

He tells me to join him

"The weathers just fine

and the view is wonderfully divine!"

I politely refuse and he looks confused

and replies with a sad "Well...Why?"

I look up to him and point to my arms

and tell him "I just can't fly."

"Can't fly?" he yelled from up in the sky

"Have you ever just once even tried?"

"Yeah I did back when I was a kid,

but its been a really long time."

"Now is the time to try again

I just know you'll be able to fly."

"OK I will give it a shot,

I guess there's no reason to be shy."

I step to the edge of the window pane

and my breathing flows in with gasps

I close my eyes and reach out my hands

and leap out as far as I can

It doesn't take long to know this is wrong

cause gravity is pulling me down

I hit the ground with such great force

that I can't even let out a sound

My femur is broken into 3 pieces 

and I'm not sure the shape of my spine

As air flows back into my sad lungs

I scream as I look to the sky

"I guess this proves that I can't fly!"

I lay my face down in the grass

"At least you did your best and tried,

now lets get you off of your leg."

Today I walked to school under the blistering 80 something degree sun with my beautiful Rosalia. She told me I looked like I was going on a hike. I looked at myself and agreed that I did. I was wearing an A's hat, Smiths t-shirt, khaki shorts, and old grey Reebok shoes I got back in high school. I looked at my reflection on the side of a Honda Civic and realized that I was dressed exactly like my father!

(My dad and sister chillin by the ocean)

My dad has a strange obsession with khaki shorts. I am not quite sure when it started, but I can say that he owns at least 11 pairs of khaki shorts. Whenever he goes thrift store shopping he picks up another pair because as we all know, you can never have enough khaki shorts. I wonder if he will continue wearing khaki shorts when he is old?

The other day I was thinking about my dad and had a morbid/silly thought. I imagined I was at my dad's funeral. I walked over and looked into the pine box that my father's body was resting in. My dad was old and grey and wearing his favorite Grateful Dead shirt that says "Make Love Not War" and khaki shorts. I giggled to myself and then called my dad and told him about my little day dream. He loved the idea and said that that is exactly what he wants to be buried in. I heard my mom say "Oh no you won't!" in the background. Yep, khaki shorts for life!

Happenings.

We love food.  We have been doing lots of things lately.  Mainly work and school, but on occasion we have fun!  We are on a soccer team and we are doing pretty well.  Also we eat a lot.  Here are just some random pictures from the past few months. Forgive the terrible picture quality, they were all taken on my (semi) smart phone.

Nelson is so cool.  He likes to chill in outer-space.  He just watched 2001 Space Odyssey and another one about encounters with the third kind?  Alien stuff. 

 Gourmandise is my favorite.  I would like one of their chicken pesto paninis right now.

 Currently missing this little girl and her parents from our lives.  Darn Houston.

Here is Nelson demonstrating how happy we are to be eating at Five Guys.  So tasty.  I love burgers.  

Here is some pasta we cooked up with fresh sauce and yummy veggies.

Our back yard is green!  Yay!  And since this picture has been taken it is even more green and flowers are blooming.  Spring is beautiful.

I almost bought these sunglasses.  Now I wish I had... 

mushroomy spinach pasta with chicken. 

pecan crusted chicken with a mixed green salad with a mustardy-apricoty-and other stuff dressing.  Nom.

The only picture I took of the cinnamon rolls I made...terrible picture and I definitely stuffed too many into one dish...but they were DELICIOUS.  (this was with the recipe on the blog from Amy).