Fun Fact: upon the completion of law school, you become an adult. It's like a Bat Mitzvah for Gentiles. Having become fully formed, adult type people... we had fully formed, adult type things to do that took precedence over the blog project.
"So you failed?" WRONG, DICK.
We did not fail. We merely failed to document. Things continued happening. Like how birds sing and dogs bark and some other majestic shit. Life goes on and the world turns in time with the rhythm of the universe. Or whatever.
Anyway - here are the highlights of what we've done - just the coolest things. Like how ESPN only shows the ONE FREAKING GOAL in any soccer game because the rest is sucky and boring. That's what's happening now. And so, without further adieu....
GGGGOOOOOAAAAALLLLLL!!!!
February 17: Random Acts of Kindness Day
THIS IS SO MUCH HARDER THAN IT SHOULD'VE BEEN. We specifically didn't want to do what we did for Play God Day because, well, we'd already done it. So, we did not have a lot of great ideas. Both Justin and I spent the day being polite to people. Which made it, essentially a typical Monday. I'm generally a complete shitheel on Tuesdays and Fridays, but Monday is my nice day.
We let a lovely older couple with a few items go ahead of us at the grocery store and walked the cart back instead of leaving it out in the parking lot boonies. We also got Subway for dinner and tipped big. The thing is, the purpose of the holiday is to begin doing many small things to make people's days better, yet somehow it still felt inadequate. I think when we take time to focus on being kind, it feels infinitely like we could be kinder. That was our main takeaway -- make it a focus and it will get easier - like any other skill.
February 18: National Battery Day
I was so excited when I found this holiday because I thought we would get to punch people. (GET IT? Legal joke. BAM.) In actuality, it was a historical holiday celebrating the birth of Alessandro Volta, who has the BEST NAME EVER, and also invented the electric battery. I looked on Wikipedia. It checks out.
We spent the day doing our very best NOT to rely on battery power. However, as was helpfully pointed out by one of my smartass coworkers (who I actually adore, but that's another story) -- my car runs on a battery. So... shit. OKAY - not counting the car, how did we do? Well, Justin went to the store so his car also got used. Then he texted me... so his phone battery got used. Then I had meetings so my phone was unplugged and I totally texted, because how else do you deal with meetings? (I'M KIDDING AND I LOVE MY JOB).
Turns out - we suck at not using battery power. Our freaking TOOTHBRUSH is battery operated. I mean, to be fair, it has a manual mode: obvs. But still. It was really neat to think about just how much power we've ceded to our robot overlords. I, for one, celebrate the new and glorious life they've provided us with their benevolence. All hail our robot kings!
February 19: Single Tasking Day
Most boring holiday ever. I had honest to God withdrawls from doing multiple things at once. In fact, let's talk about how far outside of our vocabulary 'single-tasking' has become. At work, the same smartass coworker who pointed out that my car has a battery, told me single tasking was going to be tough because how was I going to open the door for myself?
Let that simmer for a minute - remembering that I adore this coworker. Single tasking is so completely foreign to us that for a brief moment of fogginess, a highly intelligent person whose brain I completely vouch for, did not fully grasp what it did and didn't entail.
Also, it turns out it as hard as crap. We made dinner and listened to music, having decided that listening to comedy was engaging enough to be considered multi-tasking. We watched TV without playing around on the internet and realized how boring most of our favorite shows were.
We did, however, meditate like a BOSS. Meditation is our freaking JAM guys. So it wasn't a total loss.
February 20: Cherry Pie Day
The moral of today is this: I am a bad wife. And not in the fun, naughty "ooh, bad wife, bad wife" kind of way. Think that's an overshare? Stop reading my blog then. We have almost a DOZEN occasional readers. So take that!
No. Wait. Come back! But also, still deal with the oversharing.
Here's the thing about the holiday though -- I make a killer cherry pie. My gramma taught me how to make pie crust from scratch and doctor up a delicious freaking pie. I know what I'm doing. I am the pie-master. But - remember that whole adult type things thing? Well, it resulted in us buying a cheap-o cherry pie from a gas station. DON'T JUDGE ME.
For the record, I officially owe my husband a cherry pie. But we did celebrate the holiday. In the most pathetic way possible. It was a celebration of sucking. It was the Charlie Brown Christmas tree of offbeat holidays. IT WAS MAGNIFICENT.
February 21: International Mother Language Day
Jag gjorde lite forskning på svenska eftersom jag är svenska genom arv. Mestadels, därför att jag inte talar svenska och på grund av mitt jobb, jag försökte inte att tala mycket högt. Jag gjorde dock, upptäcker Google Translate och det gör mig väldigt glad. Jag tillbringade alldeles för mycket tid att spela runt på den.
Por la noche, después del trabajo, me burlé Justin por no saber español. Para ser justos, sin embargo, yo estoy fuera de práctica. Así que me llevé al Traductor de Google para su parte de la entrada también. Hablamos un poco más acerca de españoles porque muchas veces me llama "ángel" y "cariño", que es muy dulce.
Dann, denn das Leben ist erschreckend, haben wir uns einige Dinge auf Deutsch. Justin ist der britische Erbe, so gibt es keine andere Sprache gibt es für Google zu übersetzen. Mein Erbe neben skandinavischen, ist deutsch. Daher haben wir uns auf solche Sprüche und dann sagte sie auf Deutsch, sich gegenseitig zu erschrecken. ICH LIEBE DICH! Sehen Sie? Das ist beängstigend wie Scheiße.
Because we're nice:
- Swedish
- Spanish
- German
- Your welcome.
February 22: National Margarita Day
I cannot even begin to explain how excited we were for National Margarita Day. For one, it is one of the very few holidays that other people actually knew about and for two, there is an actual, official location in Houston that celebrates it. So, despite being homebodies, we hauled our booties out to downtown Houston to El Gran Malo to drink Margaritas on the patio.
ABOUT THAT. Before I get into anything about the actual holiday, let me just say this. IT IS A FUCKING GHOST BAR. Why- Wh- I don't even- I can't- with words. AHHH.
We went.
It was PACKED.
It is now CLOSED. Click the link. IT IS NOW CLOSED.
Then, because I'm thorough, I look up the Google Street View of the place we went.
DIFFERENT BAR.
WHAT THE HOLY EVER LOVING SHIT GUYS. My brain exploded. I can't. It was there, but not really and it was packed, but now it's closed and... I don't- WHAT?
The margaritas were decent though.
February 23: Curling is Cool Day
This holiday went a lot better. Largely because the ice rink we went to didn't CEASE TO EXIST after we went. We woke up on the wrong side of the ass crack of dawn and hauled our butts down to Friendswood to try our hand at the only Olympic sport either of us would like to believe we could pretend to be able to do.
The Houston Curling Club, which is a real thing that really exists, hosts a couple "Learn to Curl" days between seasons where people can come in and learn what it's all about. We went in with the biggest Michigan ice chip on our shoulders. You know what I mean - the whole - oh yeah, you Texas people are "cold", in a mocking tone of voice. That was us.
At first it looked like we would be vindicated in that condescension since the first part of their orientation included one of the experienced Curlers explaining that "ice is cold and hard". Yes. Indeed it is. Turns out, however, that ice isn't the only thing "cold and hard" at the Learn to Curl day. Curling itself is freaking difficult.
In fact - you know what muscles I didn't realize I'd be using? ALL OF THEM. WE HURT SO MUCH after the session. And staying upright was not as easy as it looks. And getting the stone all the way to the other end requires actual umph when you push off. So... this paragraph reads really complainy, but I just want to say that it isn't. WE LOVED THE SHIT OUT OF CURLING. It was amazing.
I just want to make sure I'm clear about the fact that "easy" is not one of the reasons it was amazing. It was a surprising amount of exercise and I WISH it were a little less expensive. The club is small and they have to pay for ice time at the same rate as larger hockey clubs so the dues were out of our price range. Otherwise though... it was the neatest thing ever. If you ever get a chance to learn to curl -- DO IT. IMMEDIATELY. Drop everything. Quit your job and change your name if you have to. It is that fun.
Conclusion:
We will post another catch up entry in a couple days. AND THEN ANOTHER. AND THEN ANOTHER. Until things are back on pace. There are also some kick ass pictures that I still need to load because us Curling was adorbs and we DO have photographic proof of the creepy GHOST BAR. So that'll happen too.
The holidays have been difficult, at times, just like the 2010 project was, but we have gone out and done things we never would have done if not for this project. It has already started shaping up to be an amazing year. The more we've opened ourselves up to celebrating the little things, the happier we've been and the more fun life has been. It is totally worth the time it takes and the extra effort.
Entries to come. Many promise. Such Entry. Much wow.
Don't try to think about that too much. Just know that more entries are coming. And I'm tired. And y'all are awesome. The end.
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