And by autumn I mean cold weather. Leaves are changing, the days are getting shorter, there's Christmas ornaments bigger than I am in the aisles of Costco, and it's still in the mid-60's. Is this normal? This time of year in college was marked by sleep deprivation and midterms and spending marching band rehearsals squinting suspiciously at the fall colors creeping down the mountainsides because they were the forerunners of the snow and I knew it was just a matter of time before my horn would freeze solid. This year I put on pants and a jacket to go shopping because I assume it will be a bit nippy and then I nearly sweat to death walking out of the lobby doors. I was out looking for new boots on Thursday (under the assumption that someday I will want good cold weather footwear because it will actually be cold) and came across a crew putting up an outdoor ice rink--complete with a zamboni laying down some ice. It was nearly 70 that morning. It hasn't even approached freezing at night. So I have to wonder how they expect to keep the ice there as ice instead of the world's shallowest swimming pool. Liquid nitrogen? Giant cold packs? Frost giants? At least warm weather allows lots of activities. I've discovered a rooftop balcony that faces south where I can go read in the sunshine when I feel like getting outside. I may just live there until it gets too cold.
In other news, Mike's been happy to live in a place that has a professional basketball team and has picked out games he wants to go see. We went to a Wizards/Spurs game on Wednesday and it was a lot of fun. Mike enjoyed watching the game (even though we were in the nosebleeds of the nosebleed section) and I enjoyed the people watching. Also the cheese fries we had at dinner. Mmmmm.
Friday we went to an ice cream social for the LDS people in Mike's training class. One of the class supervisors is LDS, so he and his wife make it a point to gather the LDS trainees together once training is over to mingle and ask and answer questions specific to being LDS in the Foreign Service. In those situations I always feel like I'm in the center of a venn diagram: Here's the circle containing all the FS people, here's the one with the LDS people, and here you are at the intersection. It seems to be a fairly small world out there. But it's also filled with nice people, from what I can see, so that's ok. Everyone at the party was fun to talk to and very complimentary of the maple cinnamon sunburst I brought to share (because I am a vain, vain person and I choose my desserts based solely on how impressive they are--and also because that one is super awesome). It looks like my evil plan of buying peoples' love with carbs is working. Mwa ha ha.
Cheers,
Mrs. Hawsmo
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