My favorite part of our time in Shanghai was walking from our hotel to the Yu Yuan Gardens. We were out of the touristy part of town and walking down a typical road that thrived with life and commerce. There was a market with vendors selling all sort of goods that although exotic to my senses were ordinary to most of its shoppers. I felt that this was my best window into what the people of Shanghai lived like, among their smells, their modest apartment blocks, and the flurry of people with their language and music surrounding me. I felt much more alive here than I did at the Jinmao Tower or the Oriental Pearl. Although, I really love the Oriental Pearl- what a strange but fitting part of the Shanghai skyline- only in Asia.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
On a Shang High
My favorite part of our time in Shanghai was walking from our hotel to the Yu Yuan Gardens. We were out of the touristy part of town and walking down a typical road that thrived with life and commerce. There was a market with vendors selling all sort of goods that although exotic to my senses were ordinary to most of its shoppers. I felt that this was my best window into what the people of Shanghai lived like, among their smells, their modest apartment blocks, and the flurry of people with their language and music surrounding me. I felt much more alive here than I did at the Jinmao Tower or the Oriental Pearl. Although, I really love the Oriental Pearl- what a strange but fitting part of the Shanghai skyline- only in Asia.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Con-GRAD-ulations!
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Man Winter, You are Getting Old

These images did their job; they made me look forward to summer. Having something to look forward to puts a skip in my step. I love that seasons change and especially anticipate spring knowing that it holds the beginnings of regrowth and sunshine that will be fulfilled in the next act, summer. The newest summer catalog from Anthro arrived in my mail box with tons of full color, summer finds. I turned its pages while looking out the window at cold, gray skies and constant drizzle. I have the same detached feeling when I get a swimsuit catalog in January, except it is May. Boston played this same trick last year- it is trying to cut out spring. Mid April is beautiful, just to get your hopes up, and then it turns cold and rainy for May. Then June gets hot and humid right away; conditions meant for summer. Just because spring is delicate doesn't mean she should be skipped over. Please, Mother Nature, don't let Old Man Winter bully our little May; spring still has a chance. I love summer but it is best enjoyed after a beautiful spring.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Losing Your Fizz

The two liter bottle of soda pop is the perfect combo for a flat drink. I hereby resolve to never buy them again unless it involves a party of some sort. Lately, I kind of feel like the two liter; I'm losing my fizz. My sister even said those exact words, "ya, I can see how you're feeling...like you're kind of losing your fizz." Yep, I am. Well put J.
Anyhoo- I guess that is just a bubbly way of saying I'm not being my best self lately. Perhaps my self perception is awry but I see myself as one who can shrug things off pretty easily. Recently though, I am letting things get to me. I'm not sure why but a heaping dose of major life changes isn't helping.
What is a girl without her fizz, her raison d' etre, her fire?! Boring, so I hereby resolve not to lose my fizz. I plan to do this by following this strict plan:
1. Spend time with family (very much looking forward to it).
2. Let true friends know I think they are solid peeps.
3. Spend more money than I should on a dream vacation to China.
4. Be more confident in my abilities.
5. When feeling discouraged, think of Max, and know I have done something right.
6. Plan more outings and things that buoy my spirits.
7. Snuggle Corey and talk about how we really have a good thing.
and of course go to church, pray, and read scripture. Long live fizzy drinks!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Happy Birthday HBS!
All I can say is that when HBS has a birthday party-watch out. They know how to celebrate. HBS turned 100 last week and thew a huge bash. There are all sorts of events happening around the centennial and we feel lucky that Corey is graduating in the centennial class. Kind of cool huh? Here are some the highlights of the party:
The birthday cake was a replica of the Baker Library (mini lanterns and all over the signature green doors).
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
alarmed!
All of the residents of my building had a party in the courtyard this morning at 3:00 am. Every single habitant was there, out of doors, in their jammies. All, that is, but one. What powerful force could draw every man, woman and child outdoors at such an hour? The smoke alarm.
The single soul left in my building was found by the firemen. He had been out partying all night and arrived home in the wee hours of the morn with a hankering for pizza. After popping a frozen pizza in the oven at roughly 2:15 am, he passed out from alcohol consumption. He and the remains of his pizza were found by the firemen that dragged his sorry trash out of the apartment. Luckily, there was no fire (outside the oven), just smoke. The moral of the story: DON'T DRINK AND BAKE.
ps. what is more alarming? same scenario last semester, different dude, at 4am. and it was raining.
The single soul left in my building was found by the firemen. He had been out partying all night and arrived home in the wee hours of the morn with a hankering for pizza. After popping a frozen pizza in the oven at roughly 2:15 am, he passed out from alcohol consumption. He and the remains of his pizza were found by the firemen that dragged his sorry trash out of the apartment. Luckily, there was no fire (outside the oven), just smoke. The moral of the story: DON'T DRINK AND BAKE.
ps. what is more alarming? same scenario last semester, different dude, at 4am. and it was raining.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Beach Babes
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