Ozzily Yours

Monday, June 30, 2008

Hippies and Highs in the 60s

In SF visiting the husband for the whole week, which is nice.  We went to the Symphony Saturday night for a performance of Dvorak's cello concerto, which was fine, and Lutoslawski's Mi Parti, which was amazing and a really exciting find.

It's always a challenge to dress when I'm away from home.  Somehow I just never seem to pack right.  I had my adorable grey sweater dress with me, but couldn't find the black wrap to go over it, and immediately wished that I had packed my black boots about which Kathy says, "There is nothing bad about those boots!"  I made do with a black cardigan and pumps but, frankly, I was feeling self-conscious and not particularly well-put-together.

Until we walked in the box office door and landed in line right behind a woman who had gotten all decked out in a bright purple cotton skirt, a jacket whose tie-dying may well have been an at-home job, and a well-worn pair of Birkenstocks.  And that wasn't even the worst outfit we saw that evening.  An upside to being in a city full of hippies, I guess, you never have to feel self-conscious.

And speaking of being in a city full of hippies, I am really trying to identify why it inspires the passionate fervor it does.  I mean, don't get me wrong, it's a perfectly cromulent city; I just don't see why people love it so obsessively, refuse to live anywhere else, say, "Oh, your husband's spending the summer in San Francisco?  At least you get to visit him there, I mean - San Francisco!!!"

The husband has asked a few folks why they consider it their favorite city, why they love it as much as they do, and thus far the answer seems to be "the weather."

The weather?  Really?  I call shenanigans.  You don't get to be a world-class, adored city because you eschew seasons.  I'm asking you, my four (five?) readers for your thoughts... tell me why I should love San Francisco above all other cities!

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Awesome E-mail of the Day

"Thank you so much for this information. I will defiantly look into this."

Friday, June 20, 2008


And only now, of course, am I startled by the revelation that today is Ozzily's second birthday. Phew, I'm glad I picked today to start posting again. Otherwise, this might have gone completely unnoticed.

Which, of course, would probably have been better.

Traveling, Produce, Whatnot

Wow, it's been a month. And I feel like I've had things to say, but not found the time to say them. And now that I find myself with five minutes? Nothing.

Things have been complicated of late by the husband's temporary relocation to California. I believe most folks who might be reading this know that he has taken off to the Bay Area for 10 weeks for a summer associateship. I suppose if you didn't know that, well, you do now.

I headed out to visit last weekend, and will be there for the entire week of July 4th. We'll end up seeing each other every other weekend, in fact. Still sucks, though. Less than when we were long-distance for 2 years, I guess, but... yeah.

And what else have I been up to? Some work ridiculousness, lots of time reassuring the cat (who is feeling put upon that his playtime buddy is not here to throw him a toy mouse the right way - my way is, apparently, wrong), and just trying to catch up on some things around the house, I guess. I don't feel I have much to show for my month of silence.

I am pleased to report that the season's CSA shares started up again a couple of weeks ago. My awesome stepsister got me some fabulous cookbooks in preparation for the growing season. I am excited to really dig into them (I've stocked up on quinoa, farro, and other crazy grains)... but thus far, I've just been excited to make big ol' veggie sandwiches and lots of sauteed spinach. I'll get more adventurous with the next batch!