Things are crazy right now, but I thought I would say a quick hello :)
I'm now 23-years-old. I like that 23 is a prime number and that I'm not in my mid-twenties quite yet. There was a small gathering at the lakehouse in Georgia where: we enjoyed yummy pork chops, coconut rice, and Gigi's cupcakes, I saved our dog Lyra from drowning, and my parents gave me two things I really wanted: a 1960s-style one-piece bathing suit and measuring utensils for metric-system baking recipes. (I could be a mid-twentieth century housewife, apparently.)
After work last week, my friend introduced me to "the taco truck," which parks in a mechanic shop parking lot on Opelika Road. A Mexican guy operates the truck, serving Latinos at various job sites during the day and whoever stops by the truck at night. Amazing and legit tacos (for a buck fifty each). I'm excited to go back next week when Dave's here visiting.
Speaking of which, Dave arrives on Thursday. We're driving to Mobile, picking up my friend Erika from the airport, then spending the weekend in New Orleans. Spring break is a week later, and we'll be down in Orange Beach. (I'll be baking and wearing my 1960s one-piece.)
Work and school aside, I'm finishing various applications for graduate schools, internships, and jobs, all centered around my epic and daunting goal of legally residing in the UK this fall. I haven't talked much about Operation UK. But it's fully underway. If you care at all about my sanity, please say a prayer that something perfect works out. Don't worry, I'm flexible when it comes to details.
In terms of summer plans, it looks like I'm headed back to Wyoming. And I'm super excited. I don't think I'll ever live in a more beautiful spot than at the foot of the Tetons.
That's all for now! I'm sad I'm not updating more often, but I promise, I'm determined to keep this blog alive and, soon, to give it lots of love and care.
Good advice (from Rainer Marie Rilke) for a prime numbered wannabe 1960s baker who loves people, mountains, and London and who makes lots of too-big plans day after day: