Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Good Memories from Memorial Day Weekend

Life has been busier than ever, but that doesn't mean I'm not taking moments to relax, enjoy myself, and give thanks for the positive developments of the past year.

My second group of students departed for their home countries on Saturday. I'll particularly miss the fiftysomething doctor from Palestine. In nine short weeks he changed from a man who was wary and possibly a little distrustful of America to a man who knows that this country is home to many people who, like him, desperately wish for peace in the Middle East. I hate thinking that he'll go back to his life in exile in Egypt and hope one day he can return with his family to Gaza and live without constant fear.

Friday night there was a wonderful party with all the students, teachers and staff. I had a little too much Ukrainian moonshine (made from grapes and smuggled into the country in a coke bottle) and D. had to convince me to leave so I didn't hate myself when I got up at 3:30 am to take students to the airport. Saturday I ran shuttles to the airport all day and generally ran myself ragged. The high point was a hilarious call (what else would you expect?) from Lori Mocha.

Sunday I got up early, went jogging in the thick soft fog, read magazines at Barnes and Noble, made a necklace and then we decided to go camping on the Kings River. Yesterday I steam-cleaned all the carpets in our place, did laundry, and made tortilla soup. I felt quite accomplished.

This is a dinner D. and I made last week. Ribeye steak, grilled portabello mushrooms, red peppers and Vidalia onions with our favorite salad (arugula, toasted pecans, Stilton cheese crumbles, dried cranberries and flaxseed oil/balsamic dressing).
Here's the necklace I made on Sunday:

See, I relaxed out at the river. I NEED (not want) my own hammock.

Lucy had the best time at the river, fetching sticks in the water until past midnight.

My Arkansas Ozarks:


I've never been to the Country Junction.

These buildings stand on the place I remember being a drive-in theater that showed porno films in the early 80s (I swear! Can you imagine?).

This big pre-fab metal Friendship Baptist Church makes me sad. It's so cavernous and blocky and boring and plain ugly.

Last night's tortilla soup. I used the stock I made last weekend, roasted poblano pepper & corn from the cob, zucchini, carrots, celery, mushrooms, jalepenos, a big can of Muir Glen diced tomatoes, with avocado, green peppers & cilantro garnish.

5 comments:

Lori Mocha said...

Oh good heavens, I uh, totally forgot that call, but I see here on my cell that we talked for 13 minutes?

Was I ranting and raving?

Alannah said...

You were raving more than ranting.

It was 13 minutes of pure bliss, baby.

Jonah said...

You better be planning on compiling and publishing these recipes--before someone else does. They all sound great!

Alannah said...

That's a good idea!

Collaborative cooking is by far the most fun kind.

extracurricular said...

I love your photos, I love your life! I am still laughing at 'fo drizzle'! I am enthralled by you and your family and your world. x