Last night Charles and I went to a (free) concert by a group called Craicdown. They played a cocktail of French, Scottish, Celtic, Italian traditional pieces with some of their own compositions mixed in for an extra jolt of flavor. They were an earthy and energetic group, so much so that when the guitarist lost two strings on his guitar, one was the G string, it led to a string of bad jokes that were, none-the-less, amusing.
It started outside in the square at Southern Village. Southern village is one of my favorite places to go. It is in flavor an artsy, yet ritzy, Colorado town. Prominently on the corner is Weaver Street Market, our local natural foods coop that we enjoy sharing our money with when we are able. Marching around the square are cute shops, high class wine bars and food joints with tables out front where you can enjoy the music from the square or the colorful people as they wander by in an endless parade. It is small like the tantalizing taste of gelato the pocket sized shop shares as you look at their dizzying array of temptations.
After one song the lightening began to strike and the rain sprinkled down. It was time to move to the comfort of the miniature book store that is next door neighbor to the gelato shop. It was a conspiracy between the bookstore and the gelato shop and many, cheerful to comply, wandered over tempted by the delights of the gelato store or picked up a favorite book to buy and read while the band played.
Charles and I, being shrewd did not give into the wiles of the bookstore or the gelato shop...(OK I admit, I DID look at all the books and dream but that is all). The music was fantastic and we lost ourselves in its folds as we nestled in the depths of our metal folding chairs.
The large windows displayed the lightening storm provided by nature and added to the warmth and cheerful ambiance of our gathering. It was very easy to loose oneself in the rhythm of the music and the wildness of the storm.
At 9pm it was over. The last guitar string had twanged free of its entrapment and we had all clapped and cheered heartily for the group. Charles and I stood to leave. Out of the group, dutifully switching places, like pieces in that annoying tile game, came a lady and her husband. She looked straight at me and what came out her mouth almost caused me to cup my ear to make sure I heard right and say, "What's that again?" "I so enjoyed watching you during the concert. You know, you have the most beautiful profile!" WHAT!!!?! Is this lady for real?
I have this horrid little bump on my nose that allowed the kids in grade school to call me big nose often and forever sprung me from the club of girls with cute little upturned noses. To say that made my day, is to be light. It made my year...perhaps it made my life. Of course people I know have consoled me about my nose. But to have a stranger come up and say they thought my profile was beautiful...I know she had not one drop of friend obligation. It was astounding.
And as I savor the joy that this little gift gave me. I realize that often I am too embarrassed to share my admiration of someone with them. Especially, if I don't know them. Perhaps they will call the cops and or worse think I am weird.
Or perhaps, it would make their day.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
A Sr for the 3rd Time!
Well the news is in...I am a BA Chemistry Sr at NCSU!!! Yes, a Sr for the 3rd time in my life and this time I didn't even have to go through the normal 4 years to get there. *HAHA* Makes me feel so good I might go get yet a 3rd worthless degree. :D Ok not really I think 2 should suffice, it would be nice to get something useful one of these days. But the waiting is over. I was officially accepted and on Friday received my status.
Currently, I am back in school and doing physics 4 days a week. It is the second semester so I am learning about electricity, capacitors, capacitance, Gauss' Law...and well that is as far I as I have gotten. Riding the bus has worked out great. There are mostly professional people now that fuel is frightfully high. An Indian IT guy stands at the same stop every morning with me we talk about databases and computers while we wait for the bus. Its nice to have him there...so there aren't many scary people on there...well, ok there was one.
Last week some guy sat by me at the transfer station while I was reading and waiting for my bus to Raleigh. He was huffing and puffing since he just walked a good 20 feet over level pavement and wanted to sit down and have his cigerette. I said it was fine and I thought to myself being younger and more fit, I would move if it bothered me.
Just as luck would have it, on the way home that night he was there again and I chose to sit in the mid-back of the bus instead of front simply because the sun was shining warmly in on the seat and it looked inviting. He lumbered on by to the back of the bus and sort of oozed out over the seats. I guess he felt we were great buds now and started telling me all about his whole day in detail. He asked me to go for a drink. I said, "No thanks, I get to go home and see my husband." Then he said he would go home and relax and have a beer. Then he changed it and said he would have a joint and an orgasm. "Hack! Hork!" my brain was less then excited to hear that. I just tried to not give him the satisfaction of shocking me, looked as calm as I could and said, "oh, I guess that would do the job," and tried to look busy VERY BUSY! He didn't frighten me, his "aura" was more like a blow hard then a serious freak.
So that is my only creepy incident. I learned my lesson, now I sadly ignore the seductive, pretty little sunny spots in the mid-back of the bus and sit right up by the driver even if it is in the shadows. I haven't seen him since, maybe he went to work on that chicken farm he spoke of, who knows.
You know, I bought a ring to indicate my status as being married it seemed better since I am in contact with many strangers each day, not like at work where I know everyone and they know me. But I have had more guys outright interested now then I ever did. After contemplating why that could be I think it is me and not the ring. I felt the ring was security so I wasn't as timid around guys...and I believe that is the reason why.
Anyway, I have more to say but I want popcorn for dinner so I should get going and help make it. Also, the sky is a very strange yellow green and we are under a tornado watch. Generally, that isn't a good sign. :)
Currently, I am back in school and doing physics 4 days a week. It is the second semester so I am learning about electricity, capacitors, capacitance, Gauss' Law...and well that is as far I as I have gotten. Riding the bus has worked out great. There are mostly professional people now that fuel is frightfully high. An Indian IT guy stands at the same stop every morning with me we talk about databases and computers while we wait for the bus. Its nice to have him there...so there aren't many scary people on there...well, ok there was one.
Last week some guy sat by me at the transfer station while I was reading and waiting for my bus to Raleigh. He was huffing and puffing since he just walked a good 20 feet over level pavement and wanted to sit down and have his cigerette. I said it was fine and I thought to myself being younger and more fit, I would move if it bothered me.
Just as luck would have it, on the way home that night he was there again and I chose to sit in the mid-back of the bus instead of front simply because the sun was shining warmly in on the seat and it looked inviting. He lumbered on by to the back of the bus and sort of oozed out over the seats. I guess he felt we were great buds now and started telling me all about his whole day in detail. He asked me to go for a drink. I said, "No thanks, I get to go home and see my husband." Then he said he would go home and relax and have a beer. Then he changed it and said he would have a joint and an orgasm. "Hack! Hork!" my brain was less then excited to hear that. I just tried to not give him the satisfaction of shocking me, looked as calm as I could and said, "oh, I guess that would do the job," and tried to look busy VERY BUSY! He didn't frighten me, his "aura" was more like a blow hard then a serious freak.
So that is my only creepy incident. I learned my lesson, now I sadly ignore the seductive, pretty little sunny spots in the mid-back of the bus and sit right up by the driver even if it is in the shadows. I haven't seen him since, maybe he went to work on that chicken farm he spoke of, who knows.
You know, I bought a ring to indicate my status as being married it seemed better since I am in contact with many strangers each day, not like at work where I know everyone and they know me. But I have had more guys outright interested now then I ever did. After contemplating why that could be I think it is me and not the ring. I felt the ring was security so I wasn't as timid around guys...and I believe that is the reason why.
Anyway, I have more to say but I want popcorn for dinner so I should get going and help make it. Also, the sky is a very strange yellow green and we are under a tornado watch. Generally, that isn't a good sign. :)
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