First, a toast to Gammie [George’s grandmother] who turned 102 on Dec 31. She is an incredible woman.
I started the year off at the Rose Bowl, unemployed and a little lost in a new city. I landed a job on the same day as our new president. Saw the Steelers win their sixth Super Bowl. Saw some friends get married, celebrated from afar for others. Visited Las Vegas and San Diego, fell in love with Seattle. Passed the LEED exam. Ran my first 5k. Hiked in Joshua Tree and Big Bear. Saw the Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien (who knew it’d be such a brief gig). Broke a world record. Explored our new home. Saw a project I worked on for two years completed. Saw a project I worked on for two months completed. Celebrated a double birthday at Disneyland. Took a photo every day. Fell even more in love.
Thanks 2009- here’s to a new year!
Every morning ought to start with crosswords and coffee.
Modeling the finished fingerless gloves.
The sky was perpetually grey when I was in Pennsylvania with the exception of this morning, when the clouds lined themselves up and the sun thought it was worth spotlighting.
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Although we disagree on politics, religion, and healthcare, that somehow doesn’t break a bond with old friends. We’ve gone to countless college football games together, but this year they totally surprised me with a Steelers ticket. So, we bundled up, grabbed our terrible towels, and headed to Pittsburgh for our first NFL game- and an awesome time (The Steelers won in thrilling fashion, 23-20).
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In a household of two, your mom becomes less like a mom and more like a friend. You have to. You’re in it together.
Although it hurts and kinda bums me out sometimes, I’ve chosen a big-city life that happens to be far from her small-town life, and she understands that. That doesn’t make it easy, but she gets it, she accepts it. She didn’t have the opportunities I’ve been lucky to have, and she has always, always wanted the best for me, believed in me, trusted me.
She’s taught me a lot of things in my 28 years, and I can only hope to learn her selflessness too.
She picked me up at the airport, as always, and, as always, we babbled all the way home as if we saw each other yesterday. We stopped at the-halfway-point-Sheetz for coffee, as always, and hurried to make it to midnight mass. Luckily, even if you arrive at 12:30, the doors remain open, the light burning bright.