morning mnemonic

As I biked to campus very early this morning I found myself frantically worrying that I would forget one of the many things I have to do today (finals are upon us, DUN DUN DUHHHHH). Biking is hard that way: it's not like I can write things down as I think of them. So, naturally, I made up a song. Enjoy.

To the tune of "Hello Muddah, hello Fadduh" (or "Dance of the Hours" if you're fancy like that)

Email Jeffrey.
Email Jason.
Email David.
Email Ali.
Email France
Re: the request
Fix the syllabus and then you're done, I guess.

Happy Wednesday.

 

charmed

I took this picture (which I realize now seems like product placement but isn't meant to be) a week ago. Ross was leaving the next morning for Portland and the weather was beautiful, so we decided to take a walk down to the United States Botanic Garden. It took us about fifteen minutes to get there, and then we sat surrounded by flowers and blossoms and watched the Capitol glow*.

We lead charmed lives, and I'm very grateful.


*Sometimes, like today, I'm pretty annoyed by all that goes on in the Capitol, but I still love the building and how it stands for us at our best and worst. 

the saga of the cherry blossoms

Day One, Saturday, last week.

Close, but no cigar. See all the unopened trees behind us? Still, the day was lovely and due to be warm, and we vowed to come back the next evening. Would there be any progress?

Day Two, Sunday

Nope.

Day Three, Tuesday.

Determined and solo, I got up early and biked to the tidal basin. Success!

Oh, Cherry Blossoms. You're so much trouble, and so, so worth it. See you next year.