Author Archives: Elisabeth

Sanaih kantha
Sanaih pantha
Sanaih parvata langhanam.
Slowly one stitches rags,
Slowly one traverses the path
And slowly one climbs to the top of the mountain.

– Traditional Bengali Sloka

The Puyallup Fair + My New Vacuum Cleaner :: A friend had 2 free tickets to the Puyallup fair. I hadn’t been in literally a decade. We rode the ferris wheel, ate corn dogs and scones, looked at award winning chickens and goats and ducks, saw a mama pig with its 12 4-day old baby piglets, viewed pumpkins that weighed over 1300 pounds, went to a show where a hypnotist hypnotized 10 people on stage. It was actually super entertaining.

New to me was the “As Seen On TV” section where booths (with live sales and demo people) are set up for all the infomercials of the products you can usually only buy on TV. As we walked through this section I was making my usual commentary and laughing, “Humans are so weird…This is so funny…”  Then we get stopped at the booth selling super powerful vacuum cleaners that only weigh 2 pounds because we ran into my friend’s old boss(who had just purchased a vacuum!) As she caught up with her friend, I watch the demo and started thinking  – “Ya know, I actually need a vacuum cleaner” (which is true). And before ya know it I’ve been sold. I watch this tiny vacuum pick up a bowling  ball and suck up piles of rice and turn to my friend laughing, “I think I’m going to buy this vacuum!”  And I did. I bought a vacuum at the Puyallup Fair. I hope it’s a good vacuum cleaner.

My only regret from this weekend’s fair festivities is that I didn’t run to the stage when they called for volunteers to be hypnotized. Next year.

Flamingos :: This photo was taken at the zoo way back in March where I learned this fun fact: Flamingos are pink because of all the shrimp they eat. Who knew! Kind of makes them less beautiful and just kind of gross, but nonetheless fascinating fact.

Snapshots

These 4 moments happened in the past 24 hours. Each made me smile/laugh. I wish a had a photo to go with each, but I don’t. Only the pictures in my head.

1. 4 laughing, shouting kids on colorful bikes biking single file along the sidwalk on Beacon Avenue. Mom chasing from behind – on foot.

2. Miami Vice drug deal off the end of my favorite dock on Lake Washington. I’m there with 2 friends – swimming. Random dude shows up and chats it up with us. About 30 minutes later a boat pulls up to the end of the dock and random dude hands over the goods.  I guess that’s how they do it Seattle.

3. Walking to work this morning…Scruffy looking guy in a pickup truck waves me through a cross walk(that wasn’t really a cross walk). His window is down and he’s furiously brushing his teeth.

4. Eye contact + a giant smile from a man on the lightrail – It was only for a moment as the light rail was packed with people and we caught each other just for a second through the chaos of all the gobs of bodies.

For Unto Us A Child Is Born :: Well, friends. Lucile Street has offspring. Can you even believe it?  Perhaps you can, if like me the people in your life are pro-creating at a rate fast enough to re-populate the planet. Kidding (kind of). This little one is extra special. We spent the weekend with her and she fits right in. She slept in our arms and ate with us and listened to the sagas of each of our lives. She’s perfectly precious and I love her. Welcome to the fold Ella baby. You are part of us always.

An Air Of Elegance :: Little acts of kindness and goodness have been paid to me this week: a flower at work, a jacket to borrow in the rain, rockclimbing with a new friend, a run, dinner, and sleepover with an old friend. However, top of my list is this comment I received at random in the hallway from a co-worker today:

“You always have such an air of elegance about you.”

My response with a laugh, “Me!? What on earth do you mean?”

“Whenever I see you walking around or interacting with people you’re just so beautiful and elegant about it.”

Still a little stunned, I get with the program and accept the compliment “Thank you for saying that. It’s actually a really nice thing to hear.”

If only she knew that in the past week I have spent 2 hours sobbing on the sidewalk only to fall asleep on the ground with perfect strangers stepping over me, shown up to work with blackberries literally all over my face and in between every single tooth, and forgotten to wear a bra…on a date!

All to say, elegant is not quite how I usually think of myself, but its good to know that others sometimes and maybe even consistently see the lovely, beautiful and elegant in us even when it is the farthest thing from our own self perception.

4 People; 1 Bathroom.

If you’re looking for  a way to make life more exciting try living with 4 people and one tiny bathroom.  It’s 10:46pm and I’m currently laying on the couch with a splitting headache. Literally I feel like my head should split into two pieces and let its guts flow out everywhere and then maybe that would allow the pain to lesson so that I could fall asleep.

Anyways, a moment ago housemate #1 popped out from his bedroom only to realize that housemate #3 is occupying the bathroom for an indefinite period of time. Big moan from housemate #1 who plops on his shoes and heads out the back door to take a wiz in our backyard. If only I had this option between the hours of 7 and 8 in the morning when, on any given day, I wake up to housemate #1, 2, or 3 occupying our little bathroom. I cross my legs and sit on the stairs and just hold it for what seems like an eternity until the bathroom frees up. How I wish the backyard was an option for me.

Popsicles Make People Happy :: Homemade popsicles are kind of trending right now in the blogosphere. I would like to note that popsicles have been one of my most favorite things since the beginning of time and that I grew up on homemade popsicles in Tupperware molds. I thought they were so lame and wished we could just buy popsicles from the store like everybody else. But alas, the world has caught up to my life and homemade popsicles are all the rage. I bought my very own popsicle molds this summer in time for all my favorite bloggers to share their glamorous popsicle recipes with me. The above creation was my own made up popsicle recipe made from last summer’s last remaining bag of frozen raspberries, but I’m quite excited to try this recipe next: http://foodess.com/2013/07/blackberry-swirl-frozen-yogurt-pops/