I went to UCLA today. Here’s the link to Carnaval at UCLA.
Family, Friends, and Squirrels, W, Garrison, Ashes and Snow, links to Day Trips, and More.
Nancy’s Charlieeee and some text from Josh and Kelly’s weekly essay from rainy-rainy SF:
“Charlie and Kelly got the first red balloon last Thursday and unfortunately Mr. C. popped it (a startling first) once he got it home. On Friday we got another red balloon and then went to the playground with it tied to his belt loop so it wouldn’t fly away.
He was immediately the target of this wretched little butt faced kid (bless his soul and all that, but he was a pushy little creep you probably went to school with one just like him) who decided that it was his. He was taking it and was prepared to use all the 3 year-old karate chops at his disposal. His Mom was off sniffing glue or something so I encouraged the little tike to play elsewhere and to leave the Bukka alone. ‘Go play over there, I think I saw some glass there’.
Charlie seemed very unruffled by Sir Sociopath… Today however Charlie opted for a more grown up color for his balloon, a simple understated white.”
More from ‘W’ in Westwood. Where will the grandparents stay when they want to watch their grandbabies graduate college? Not at ‘W’ I’d guess!
Brigitte and I had a nice brunch here and then a visit to the Hammer Museum (free on Thursdays!). In the early morning I took Windy to the airport and in the late afternoon I went to see Hana and practice a little Japanese. What a dream-day.
Finally, on my fifth try, I finally went into the Ashes and Snow exhibit down at the pier. Rain, crowds, and loss of interest had foiled previous attempts. It is one of those Big Deals that I’m glad to have seen.
The architect of this building, The Nomadic Museum, is Shigeru Ban and the photographer is Gregory Colbert. The Ashes and Snow website has everything…
I got a few shots off before a guard did that No Photos finger-shaking move and I obediently stopped. How the photos are dislayed was to me the most surprising part of the show. You can see the pictures here but not that those poles are three stories tall, the high-concept-design of the rocks and wood pathways, the three story fabric hangings and the massive video screens.
It costs fifteen bucks to get in, twelve for students and seniors.
Monday Monday. Four were missing last night and we missed them! Still, you have to agree, we are a lovely crowd.
Bottom left – squinty-eyed gray-haired me, then Ruth, who is recovering well to our great pleasure. Top left – Alicia of the recently retired, Ljubica now among the safely insured, Marsha, with three obligations for every two hours in the day, Maryanne who’s been there, done that, and clear-faced Marija.
Missing was (or should it be were?) Ann at Tai Chi class, Lourdes recovering from surgery, Becky waiting for that dang grandbaby who refuses to be born and who will, when finally born, be about ready to walk, and dear Maxine doing we know not what.
A long loong time ago way back in my olden days I decided on two guiding principals. I fail to live up to these principles most every day but I like them, and I try: 1) act the way you wish everyone would (now there’s an original thought) and 2) if you don’t want to see it on Page 1 don’t do it (nicely combining both guilt and shame.)
I stole these pictures from the internet and I stole these words from Garrison Keillor. GK even puts that little copyright symbol at the end of this expression wherever it’s written: Be well, do good work, and keep in touch. That’s good. I like it. I’ll try Garrison, I’ll try.
When you have to choose – better expression or better focus? I’m choosing the expression every time. I know, your grandbabies are cute too but really, Kaitlin is sooo dang cute.
Moving! To the new gorgeous place I talked about earlier. I did mention about the three floors, right? They could cancel their gym subscription for sure!
The sisters getting together with their mother on Easter Sunday which was also Hartley’s birthday. Windy brought a nice ham and eggs with hot-crossed-buns breakfast. Also attending were Flor and Geraldine who help take care of Mom.
After exactly one hour Mom reached for her dvd player, put on her headphones and we were all excused. On this day she couldn’t remember Lucas and his family. They’ve been away for several months now and somewhere along the line they hit her limit of out of sight out of mind. Sometimes however what she doesn’t remember one day comes back on another day.
Dear friends, when we all get old there won’t be enough people on earth to take care of us.
Yesterday and today – both mighty yellow. I ate lunch with Sharon at the un-Original El Cholo so convenient to my house. The food is tasty and inside it’s comfortable with a lot of booths, clean, lively servers. It’s the El Torito-i-fication of the Original El Cholo but I like it anyway. You get lots of extra points for tasty, near-by, and comfortable.
At the nursery with Sharon. I’ve had a flat of little purple ground cover/flowery things sitting, waiting for planting, for two weeks. No need to buy more…
On the one hand I neeeed a close-up lens. On the other hand if I had a close-up lens I wouldn’t want to lug it around. I am optismistic though since we are in such an every day better-and-better phase in camera gear.
This picture is from yesterday, Darryl’s Birthday! We got to sing and have a cake and everything. Wow, Big D, what a guy! Here’s a link to his current passion, the Real 9/11 Story.
It was 4/5/6! Darryl said that at 1:23 that morning it was 1-2-3-4-5-6 and that his grandmother would love that.
So I told her today, ‘it was Darryl’s birthday yesterday.’ She said ‘oh, is it the 5th already?’ ‘OMG’ I said, ‘you remember that but you don’t remember what you ate for lunch!’ Then I told her the date thing and she was deeeLighted. She said ‘in my better days I would have stayed up for a thing like that!’
Can those little rodent-paws Be any cuter?!
I know I’m healthy again because for the last several nights I’ve sat here on the computer thinking up my next trip. With that in mind, here is the recent whens and how longs of this thing I get, in hope of The Cure:
.late April 2005 ~a really bad one
.early June (in China) 2005 ~a few days of claritin
.mid October 2005 ~1 week-ish
.mostly late March 2006 ~2 weeks+
And since we’re all so het-up about grandbabies, here’s Nancy’s Charlie. Oooohhhh Charlie, so sweet and really really smart, and beautiful and kind and so advanced for his age.
Here’s a click for a visit to Charlie’s neighborhood.