Friday, March 10, 2006
Cocooning
It seems we are staying in more this month. Is it because we traveled so far in January and February? Is it because we’re already close to the beyond? Or, are we just cocooning? I think the latter. We still walk the dog* twice a day.
We do go out. Last Saturday we went to a very interesting charity event at The Tech Museum in San Jose with gaming tables, free martinis and chocolate desserts. We danced and got sore feet (from cocooning too much and not dancing enough).
Cocooning means we watch Netflix (even though we don’t have little kids) and cook at home (Bill’s pork curry was good!) or do Sudokus (one after the other) and read India Currents and catalogs in bed (and then order stuff online). Yoga is okay when you’re cocooning. So are big fluffy omelets with mushrooms and spinach and marmalade on toast. Milo with hot milk. Writing on your computer all day in your pjs. Balancing your checkbook at your own pace and not thinking about Academic Senates or Resolutions or Diversity or Democrats and Republicans or obligations and necessities. Not to mention reptilians and intergalactic visitations. This is what cocooning means to me.
Sunday, we leave the cocoon to go to Berkeley to visit friends. Monday, its back to work and the 8-lane 101. Today, it actually hailed and Natala gave Brizzie a bath at the Country Pet Wash. Thanks, Natala. Brizzie thanks you, too.
*Brizzie as a puppy—“was this the face that launch’d a thousand ships?”. That’s from Christopher Marlowe’s Doctor Faustus referring to Helen of Troy not from Shakespeare (and not from the Iliad)!Well, I never...
Hope you can get some cocooning in this month.
We do go out. Last Saturday we went to a very interesting charity event at The Tech Museum in San Jose with gaming tables, free martinis and chocolate desserts. We danced and got sore feet (from cocooning too much and not dancing enough).
Cocooning means we watch Netflix (even though we don’t have little kids) and cook at home (Bill’s pork curry was good!) or do Sudokus (one after the other) and read India Currents and catalogs in bed (and then order stuff online). Yoga is okay when you’re cocooning. So are big fluffy omelets with mushrooms and spinach and marmalade on toast. Milo with hot milk. Writing on your computer all day in your pjs. Balancing your checkbook at your own pace and not thinking about Academic Senates or Resolutions or Diversity or Democrats and Republicans or obligations and necessities. Not to mention reptilians and intergalactic visitations. This is what cocooning means to me.
Sunday, we leave the cocoon to go to Berkeley to visit friends. Monday, its back to work and the 8-lane 101. Today, it actually hailed and Natala gave Brizzie a bath at the Country Pet Wash. Thanks, Natala. Brizzie thanks you, too.
*Brizzie as a puppy—“was this the face that launch’d a thousand ships?”. That’s from Christopher Marlowe’s Doctor Faustus referring to Helen of Troy not from Shakespeare (and not from the Iliad)!Well, I never... Hope you can get some cocooning in this month.
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