Coachella

I’ve been meaning to write about this past weekend in Coachella, because really, it was one of the best weekends I’ve had in a loooong time.  But I’m kind of still exhausted from it!  I need to load pictures and I need to sleep for about 17 more hours, but just know that it was worth every second of the drive down (and all $40 I spent this weekend – crazy, right?) and that I will be going back next year FOR SURE.

Life and other things

My goodness, there is so much to be excited about right now, that I don’t even know where to begin!

To start, let’s recap and talk about last week for a bit.  A few weeks ago, LBN asked me if I wanted to work at a spring camp for the JCC.  Apparently public schools in this city got off on Monday, so a lot of parents sent their kids to spring camp – who knew?  I happened to have three days off from the cheese school, so I agreed.  Whew, I forgot how exhausting kids are!  The kids were 5-12 (I love those little ones!), and we worked with all of them.  Day one was spent around the JCC – swimming, playing, park, scavenger hunt (which is crazy fun with a group of five year olds, let me tell you!), meeting special children, and whatnot.  Day two involved much of the same, but also bowling.  Oh, and a public transportation nightmare.  And day three was a trip to the academy of sciences!  Of course, I didn’t get to experience it so much as count heads all day.  Taking children in public places (and on public transportation) is terrifying!  The good news is, I still love kids, 3 years of SoBro didn’t truly beat that out of me.

Also wonderful last week was Passover!  LBN hosted two nights at her lovely Noe Valley pad.  The first night was more traditional, and with a smaller group.  We sang songs (“Let my people go!”), ate matzo ball soup that rivaled any I’ve had, drank loads of wine, and had a wonderful night.  Passover is one of my favorite holidays (I mean, it’s the Jewish Thanksgiving!) and team LBN/ABN did a fantastic job – it was a worthy substitute for my family.

Lately, I’ve noticed a lot of breakups and engagements.  I worry about being alone and empathize with my friends who are going through hard times.  Every once in a while I think about my ex, and the breakup that almost broke me.  The flame that lit the desire to leave New York and move across the country.  I think about the person I was then, and who I am now, and I have to smile.  Despite the fact that I have hit some hurdles along the way (and lord knows the dating thing is STILL a disaster), I love who I am and where my life is right now.  I am doing incredible things- about to embark on a new and exciting educational/career path, have run another marathon, have developed a knowledge of fine cheese and wine, am going to a concert at the Fillmore and then to Coachella this weekend, have wine trips and friend visitations in the upcoming months…and despite all anxieties (omg, I’m moving back across the country, how the hell am I going to make it through grad school, how am I going to tell my friends out here?) I have to say, I am really happy.  Damn, it feels good to say that