go ahead and call me mama...

every thursday, my afternoon is spent aimlessly walking the city campus sidewalks with a stroller. inside the stroller is little baby ebs! eben is christopher and sarah mccammon's babe who is somewhere around 9 months old? or at least that's the answer i give to anyone and everyone, especially in the elevator, who asks how old my son is. while the weather was nice, i spent most of my time just walking around because that seemed to be the only thing to keep him happy. occasionally we'd sit in the cafe of oldfather or go to the union but i was afraid the studious people might yell at me or steal him because he really enjoys exploring around their feets and crying. he also really likes to eat nasties off the floor and boy, there are lots o nasties on the floor in those places.

eventually i got over the fact that i was walking around campus with a baby because i could usually avoid seeing anyone. however, the past 3 weeks i've watched him i've seen somewhere around 80,000 people i know, all of which wanted an explanation as to how i managed to have a baby since the last time i saw them. this may be meaningless to you but you should know the variety of people i saw: amber naylor, kelsey johnson, john brockhoft, jaime reiger, and justin potter. other than john, i seriously hadn't seen or talked to any of these people since last year and they gave me the "so you had a baby?" face.

finally, eben and i have found our spot. our pad, if you will. it's in the "women's lounge" of the union. it's the perfectly lit room, where very few people decide to study, with sweet background music of women pissing. it's perfect, really.

the view from my window

although it's not prominent in this photo, it's important you know what i discovered today upon returning home from work. i can see the capitol from my house! you'd think i would've noticed sooner but no, not until today when i was intrigued by the beautiful setting sun behind the excessive tree branches outside my upstairs living room window. she's there, the capitol that is, you just have to get really close to the screen and squint a bit.

lately i've been trying to find beauty in the most insignificant things. i'd say this is something i do quite often, as i like to think i have an appreciation for immaterial things in this world. my recognition of beautiful things, though, doesn't have much of an affect on anyone else but myself. but if what i say has any bearing at all, i challenge you to do the same. for me, it's refreshing and interesting to take note of things that you sincerely appreciate.

what do i find beauty in?
sunlight, trees (dead or alive), a new song, young families, old couples, literature, the crisp air, hearing amber's laugh, watching strangers do good deeds they don't have to, simplicity, marty from the mill, playing mario cart with people from 5 different countries, genericness.