One a day, takes the pain away
This weekend was an episode of the mighty Kate (plus 8) in Boston. The 8 include her housemates Alex and David, other out-of-town friends Elvis (CT), Lora (TX), Nathan (NY), and myself (NE), as well as in town friends: Karen and Meredith. Friday night was spent with sushi stuffing dinner and an amazing peach-ginger sangria made with white wine. I'm going to try to recreate this at home. So good! And then a meeting of A, D, N, K, and M with a discussion of the meaning of judgmental. With the context of it being the difference between highly opinionated and judgmental - and that the word judgmental has such a negative feeling, yet it can be a positive thing. Saturday was spent mostly in Somerville at the Fluff Festival. Fun times with marshmallow PVC guns and mini-mallows. Lora and I cooked for the rest of the group the following midnight meal: baba ganoush with toasted pita bread, tabouli, red lentil rice, quinoa salad with veggies and black beans, and apple berry pie. We discovered that eggplant can be roasted on a gas burner and that pie can be made in a cast iron skillet. I still prefer pie crust out of unbleached all purpose flour, but their consensus was that whole wheat flour is much, much better. I think I'll continue to stick with my AP flour. Now I have my dough recipe memorized. Sunday, we toured around Harvard with a short walk that ended up being a long walk. David showed me LaTex and I quickly became a fan of it for writing my thesis. Monday, Lora and I toured little Italy and the downtown area, then the MIT area. We both have sweet teeth, so we also stopped in three separate coffee/pastry shops. Amazing. Monday night, I received a more complete guide to LaTex, and I hope that I was able to learn most of it correctly.
Tuesday, I flew into Montgomery to spend some time with Elliott while he finishes his last few days of squadron officer school. And now I have some time to write, think, and feel while he's in class.
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I'm searching for the words to properly explain my thoughts and feelings, to explain my story. With every crumpled up letter or deleted entry post, I realize that there is no formal way of writing down my experiences. That's what makes it so much more than just another story. Pure, raw, simple honesty.
That's one of the many things you have taught me. There is nothing more important this type of honesty. It takes a strong person to be honest with themselves in a time of pain.
I am not overreacting. There is nothing wrong with me. These feelings are real and now, and I must learn how to cope with them.
Tuesday, I flew into Montgomery to spend some time with Elliott while he finishes his last few days of squadron officer school. And now I have some time to write, think, and feel while he's in class.
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I'm searching for the words to properly explain my thoughts and feelings, to explain my story. With every crumpled up letter or deleted entry post, I realize that there is no formal way of writing down my experiences. That's what makes it so much more than just another story. Pure, raw, simple honesty.
That's one of the many things you have taught me. There is nothing more important this type of honesty. It takes a strong person to be honest with themselves in a time of pain.
I am not overreacting. There is nothing wrong with me. These feelings are real and now, and I must learn how to cope with them.