last week it actually snowed. yep- about three inches and the city went ballistic. like schools closed and all of dupont circle lost power for a day or two… including a grocery store which was saved given a backup generator. it was apocalyptical. people were trying to shovel their snow with garden shovels and shielding themselves with umbrellas and rain boots. it was adorable. naturally, eliza and i went running through the sludgy mess, and in some strange cosmic clash of worlds, ran into a statue of joan of arc, which we didn’t really realize was joan of arc until i phonetically tried to pronounce JEANNE D’ARC and all but dismissed the chick on a horse. and you probably had to be there, but it had us rolling with laughter.
as fate would have it, i have another friend from byu who joined the clan of interns, so i finally have another soul to drag me to concerts and i’m not complaining about it. getting beer spilled on me by some sloppy intern every time i do go to a show, however. is something i will gripe about because it is gross.
frittatas after a long and grueling thirteen miler in rock creek park. bless eliza and jeff for dragging me out of the house to train with them. they’re training for a marathon (bless them, really) and i’m only signed up for the half, so i’m happy to say that i am trained and hope to keep all my toenails.
our friends have moved up in the world (literally) from a basement studio apartment into a second story place with WINDOWS!!!!! big windows. and it is only two streets away from our bombshelter, so obviously i like to go over for my recommended daily dose of vitamin d. seasonal affective disorder, be damned!
church is at least a thirty minute drive away, so every sunday is a straight pilgrimage. here we are, sharing umbrellas and searching for amy’s parked car in the rain, probably late and we don’t care. (false. eliza totally cares)
on my run the other day i took a break at the botanic garden by the capitol building. i have never been to a rainforest, but i think this is probably how it smelled. i felt like i was on the set of some low-budget dinosaur movie. where are the velociraptors?
this is me in madewell. i don’t know. i do know that this sleeping bag coat is the illest thing i’ve ever been gifted.
now who wants to go to the bahamas?