RACE TO THE POLYGLOT

Commence the Politzer/Elliott Race to the Polyglot. (I think I might have already lost.)

In better news, today I'm having a picnic, all homemade. :) There are spring rolls with peanut sauce, there's hummus, and there will soon be chicken barbecue. :)
In sadder news, it's raining. :(

I must confess to loving Lady Gaga's "Alejandro." It reminds me of the Ace of Base song "Don't Turn Around," and I can smell a lawsuit coming over that one. The video is a little crazy here, extremely suggestive, and very sexual. The haircut is unflattering, but she generally looks pretty normal? The men are nice to look at, too. Le sigh. Alejandro...



Puppy and I are packing because our life has taken another exciting twist. On Sunday we will be boarding a plane for Athens, with a layover in Zurich. We will live on the exotic Greek Isle of Crete for the summer, and it will be fabulous, with good company, good food, and good weather. :) I've been designing dresses for two weeks and tomorrow, they become reality.


Tomorrow, that dress will be mine :)

We meet again.

Last year, I got internet in the morning in time to load an escape game. I wore my black tank, and a flowy purple skirt. I was clean, I put my hair up, did my makeup, and stayed home. I put morning glories in my hair, read whatever books we had, collected glass, and everyone magically disappeared. And at night, I had the most beautiful surprise dinner on the observation roof of the research building. They hung moonflowers and morning glories from the rafters, put candles and tables out, and we had dinner with the Arabs and chocolate cakes/brownies with raspberries. There was Abdel's special salad, homemade hummus, pasta salad, shishkabobs... it was amazing. Thank you, beautiful friends. I only wish there were banana leaf and melanga wrapped fantas, pringles, and my own books this year :)

EASTER 2009- We made a wonderful feast for the construction workers, and I wore my "beautiful" pink and blue dress. I made greek salad and heidi made guacamole, and we all made lasagna. We also had barbeque and hot dogs on the grill. Claudio brought a huge box of mars bars variety. I had prepared chocolate bunnies and Easter baskets for Demetrio and Abdel. We sent Abdel on a special scavenger hunt for his. We hit golfballs into the neighboring farms, and the oil workers left smirnoff, fanta, and some other random beer for the house. And it was a good day.

I never finished this post, but thanks, Steve, for being the epic friend I had 8 years ago.

Adios and Vaya con Dios

It's 7am, why am I awake? Because I've been sleeping on the floor.

My parents have been together 30 years and 4 days. They have four daughter, three granddaughters. They've been through 2 trucks, 3 boats, 3 dogs. They were high school sweethearts, have lived in the same town, and 30 years later they have their house to themselves. But they still sometimes do that thing where they can't quite figure out the best way to hold hands and fumble a little bit.

This is a tea plantation. My favorite botanist was raised on a tea plantation in Kenya.

So, Andrew Jackson. He was a pretty cool guy... common man for the common people. And then he went all Hitler on the Native Americans. ftw. Trail of Tears. Just thought I'd remind everybody. I know I have a lot of readers. Furthermore, can we all reflect on Manzanar, and the other Japanese concentration camps? America sure can be gross sometimes.

I have a very exciting week ahead of me socially! In addition to seeing so much family this weekend, I have a skype date on Sunday morning, and two Steves visiting over the week (maybe)! Good thing I cleaned most of my house already so I can host visitors!

It's the one year anniversary of a young couple of high school sweethearts I know. This is significant because over their spring break, they became engaged. When people begin dating older, this is almost frequent. People that start dating around age 28 or 30 often become engaged within 2 years... but when high school sweethearts jump in so quickly, we're skeptical? Why do we feel like we need to prove ourselves to the world with time before being true to our hearts? Okay, many if not most couples don't dive right in because they might not be ready to marry that quickly... but Stitch (unavoidable tag now... great) said it right to me yesterday; "Some people just know what they want." At first I thought "wow" upon hearing their news, but now I am very supportive, and envious of that kind of intensity. Congratulations and Best Wishes, Zach and Chloe! :)

Not even a playlist. :) Ciao!

My first preemptive birthday email came today.

"Take my advice: use an oak. That advice is applicable to both hammock trees, and to making magic wands"

He makes me feel this way, this pure and this sweet, and he picks me up like I'm the nicest thing to ever have in his arms.

Texts from last night are cracking me up lately. I need to take a break.

My daisy dukes got a lot of attention from the internet community! Minimal attention from the real life community. Probably for the best. But on a brighter note, I got sushi yesterday! Just a 12 pack from the store for 5 dollars. It's not that good. I'm just sad I'm not going out today for sushi birthday date. :(

This silk linen sweater will be mine, thanks to bored window shopping going on in Greece.

Let me introduce a character named Steve Politzer-Ahles. I proclaim him bff4lyfe. He said he'd come see me in a little over a week. HE TOTALLY LIED. That's all for this edition of Steve.

Anyway, I understand that I clearly have the world's most breathtaking fashion sense (see jelly shoes, holey sweaters, and typical product (red) t-shirts), but you should know, it hasn't always come to me so easily. I have a fabulous purple dress. I also have fabulous red shoes. I have to stop myself some nights and remind me that there's a thin line between double fabulous and the Red Hat Society on a teenie bopper.

A super cute video that I'd like to make with a fellow dancer. I would be the awkward one, as usual:

I'm miles from where you are. from n'tima simons on Vimeo.

So, I'm going to clean my house today. It's pretty much a disgrace since post-move and me not returning folded clothes to drawers. Anyway, I wish I had a nice straw broom for the task. My parents are coming tomorrow to bring my bed and a rocking chair! And then I'm hosting a friend sometime or two this week, and HOPEFULLY someone on the 10th. Unfortunately, Stitch just convinced me he and I need hammocks. I'll need to figure out where to put a hammock in this apartment. I'm secretly thrilled.

Finally, a playlist! I was going to due a tribute Thursday of flaming gay music for some boys I know, but then I just went on with my life in today's continued scatterbrained fashion: