Thursday, June 28, 2012

Alabamabound

Given that it is approximately 10:30pm, please use your best critical thinking skills to determine the following:

1) Alexa and I are leaving on a 14-hour road trip in _____ hours:
     a) 0
     b) 6
     c) one million

2) I _____ started packing:
     a) have
     b) have not

3) (TRUE/FALSE) I have gotten lots of sleep this week.

4) As Richard would say, I am:
     a) scrooged
     b) not scrooged

It's gonna take a lot of fireworks to keep me awake this weekend. Fortunately, I will be spending it with a doctor, a deacon, my husband, and a librarian-in-training... definitely among the more preferable members of society to accidentally fall asleep on top of. (Almost on par with that nice soft fat guy sitting next to us on an airplane that one time who Richard accidentally fell asleep on top of while we were both napping.)



I mean seriously, wouldn't you nap on any of these people? 

OKAYMUSTGOPACKANDSTAVEOFFFURTHERSCROOGEDNESS.

Alabama or bust!

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

The park that dynamite saved

I've slowly but surely been coming to life this summer! Catching up with friends, including but not limited to Buffy and Sherlock tv dates. Reading actual books. Playing catch with Joe. Hitting up every farmers market in sight. Taking in the uncharacteristically gorgeous June weather. And entertaining my pops!

The view from Point Pinole, "the park that dynamite saved." (All the trails are named, like, Powder and Nitro. It's amazing.) In which my dad and I take different approaches to posing.



Monday, June 25, 2012

A mystery in the mail

R is in Oregon this week, bunking on my brother's air mattress and watching the Olympic track and field trials. Today I received an envelope in the mail with no return address and a Eugene postmark. The terrifying contents:


Help, what do I do? I can't remember basic hostage protocol - is conceding to a kidnapper's demands the best thing or the worst thing you can do? And where do I send the cookies???

Sidenote: In my family, whenever something mysterious happens, we say, "This sounds like a case for One-Eyed Kelly!" My dad invented One-Eyed Kelly, Girl Detective when I was ten, and he used to commission me to draw fictional book covers for mysteries that he also invented, of which the only title I can currently remember is "Three Men and a Bowling Ball: A One-Eyed Kelly Mystery." She was kind of the anti-Nancy Drew. She dressed a little like me, she did in fact only have one eye (she wore a patch), and I'm pretty sure she also had a peg leg. Later my dad created a boy sidekick for her, Hanukkah Jones, but by then I had long since grown way too cool to draw pictures, so Hanukkah never made it onto a book cover.

Anyways, this totally sounds like a case for One-Eyed Kelly. In her absence, I will try valiantly to bring the kidnapper to justice. Now where's my magnifying glass???

Monday, June 04, 2012

I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold

Yesterday Inder dragged me to the farmers market for the first time in months, in an attempt to bring the real Rebecca back. It was lovely, Joe ate his weight in strawberries, and I whipped up market goodies into grilled cheese with sauerkraut (which I constantly crave thanks to the version at Julie's teahouse.) I had to literally hose down my veggie drawer which had been moldering unused.

This is all to say, hello again world! If you somehow didn't know, I've been experiencing extreme school-induced angst and hibernation for the last couple of months. As ever, I have no one but myself to blame. Inder and Katie deserve all the credit for putting up with my various nervous breakdowns!

What I did instead of schoolwork or living over the last few months: I banned myself from various internet haunts (tumblr, fanfiction sites). This was surprisingly successful (i generally do well with cold turkey, not so much with moderation) but somehow my free time immediately morphed into mainlining the amazing Bloody Jack series, mostly on audiobook. These books are the perfect escapism, and it was so lovely to read real books again, I couldn't restrain myself!

 Oh, AND! I finally achieved this milestone. (Milestone!)


Now I shall throw myself headfirst into a summer free of academia and full of Sherlock, Buffy, reading for pleasure, singing, and friends. (Um, sadly, I think that list IS in order of priority.) Also blogging. There will be blogging.

Sunday, June 03, 2012

June should change her tune

Things I have been doing on the non-internet:

1) Finishing 1/7 of social work school.
2) Marginally upping my pop culture street cred by watching Sherlock Season 1 and The Hunger Games, then lowering it by going to the touring Broadway production of Les Miserables (which was SO AWESOME AND YOU ARE JEALOUS). Further lowering it by watching the trailer of the upcoming Les Mis movie 73495873459887345 times.
3) Teaching karate to children sized tiny to medium-large.
4) Hosting our fifth annual Passover seder complete with a real lamb shankbone! And not a cardboard cutout! For maybe the first time in Mahoney family history. Partly because there's only room for one fake cardboard thing in our house, and that role is taken.


5) Celebrating my new foray into academia and intellectual elitism by rereading as many ridiculous books from my adolescence as I can possibly think of.
6) Going to a Yann Tiersen show. He had really bad hair.
7) Learning how to break boards, because somehow I will in theory be testing for my black belt in December. That's weird.
8) Being sent on secret softball missions by Dan and Ty.
9) Forgetting about an extraordinary number of birthdays.
10) Eating watermelon.

Unfortunately, I have no amazing stories from or multimedia evidence of the past 2 months. You'll just have to trust me that they happened. Fortunately, text blogs are totally passe now, so by not blogging I'm being... cutting edge? Oh yes.

Hope everyone's doing well... I'm excited that I'll get to see lots of you in AL and MA and CA this summer! Okay that's all I got. xoxo