Statements to be made

My birthday weekend was amazing. I saw my wonderful friends at the BBQ we had that Friday (the 4th, and then Jason rented a sweet little room 1.5 blocks from the shore in Stone Harbor. We stayed Saturday-Sunday morning. We took a great walk on the beach the morning we departed, followed by these delectable pancakes at a mom and pop's joint near downtown. We rode a ferry from Cape May to Delaware, which was awesome. I loved feeling all that salty wind in my face and hair. My dress kept blowing up in Marilyn Monroe fashion, which was highly entertaining for both Jason and myself! We went out to dinner Sunday evening with my parents at this little Italian restaurant called Vespucci's, which oddly enough I believe is owned by a family of Moroccans. No matter, they're great people. It was such a lovely weekend. Jason is one of the best people I have ever known (and so are my parents).

This week I have ridden the Trek Jason bought for me twice alone. I love it. I have discovered that cycling gives me a feeling, a rush of liberation that only yoga has been able to accomplish thus far. Maybe even a little more than yoga (dare I say it?). I love the way my heart pounds, the feeling of the wheels and tires rushing down a hill, the coolness on my body that the sweat brings, the amazing feeling of my legs being able to contract and pull and push against a machine that makes me travel faster through space.

I've also still been taking pictures and practicing guitar. I've not been to yoga in a couple of weeks and I would like to change that. Perhaps Friday morning I'll find a class to pop into (I know you're not supposed to end a sentence with a preposition, so here's a better one). You can find the latest pictures on my webshots page: http://community.webshots.com/user/MissLiss322

I'm getting better at memorizing chords, playing rhythms and switching between a couple different chords now and then when my fingers are feeling particularly nimble. Soheil also taught me this cool dexterity-building exercise, which is much too complex for my mind to transfer from memory to type.

This Sunday, Jason and I went to the park near Reagan National airport and smoked hooka whilst watching the planes soar into the sky. Some of them were so close that I felt like I might throw a rock and hit the wheels or something. Aftewards we stopped by our favorite gelato joint Arlington and sat together in the pleasant night air. We always have the best Sundays together. I can't even explain anymore how crazy my heart is for this man. Forget it! ;)



Anyway, to sum it up: I love my family, Jason and my friends. My life is a fuckin' blast.


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