Hands-On Fun

Sometimes, as part of my internship, I get to work with Children. I love this. I think that kids are the funniest beings ever. They're just so completely honest and usually unaware that the things they're saying are not supposted to be said.

Anyway, some of the funnier quotes lately are included here:

In response to the question "What are the three states of matter?" A couple of boys had this interaction:

"Umm....uh...trees?"
"Video Games?"
(boy who said trees smacks boy who said video games) "Video games?!?"
(boy who said video games rubs his arm) "What? They matter."

After a group of pre-schoolers is told about the fact that they can't pick the color they want and chanting "You get what you get and you don't get upset" a little girl says,

"I don't care what I get, I only care that I love my mommy and daddy."

That girl has got it down.

It's Raining, It's Pouring...

...And It's Amazing.

So it's pouring outside right now. I've been feeling a little bit...alone? Not unhappy, but just alone. Anyway, I decided to go to a familiar store to get some groceries, and have an adventure to make myself feel better. I went online to find a Walmart...and that didn't work, at all. So I found a target instead. Sure, the store isn't particularly familiar, but it's familiar-ish, so I got on the metro and rode to nearly the end of the green line to get there.

The trip was good. I got a bunch of pasta which was on sale, and that's a good dinner. Just enough cooking that I feel good about my part in actually "making" dinner, but not so much effort that I don't feel like doing it. I'm realizing that I'm pretty deprived of meat though...so I might have to fix that.

Anyway, I got off the metro at the Foggy Bottom stop, and I find that it's pouring outside. Granted, this isn't Tennessee-pull-over-to-the-side-of-the-road-because-you-can't-see-where-you're-driving rain, but it's a good heavy rain. It just made me really happy. I'm listening to my ipod, dancing home in the rain, and loving it. Everyone around me is avoiding the rain, and I just embraced it. Glorious rain, that's what it was.

When I went to work today I got off the Metro at my station--the Smithsonian one on the orange and blue lines. It's such a great station. You ride the escalator up to the top, and right in front of you the Capitol building appears as you breach the horizon. Then you turn to go to one of the Smithsonians, and the Washington Monument is right there to your left. I still can't get over the fact that I live in Washington DC, and that I get the chance to see all of that, every day. I feel like I've been here longer than I have, but it's all so novel to me anyway. I ride the metro to work...I live off of Pennsylvania Ave...and I am interning at the Smithsonian. It's incredible! I am so happy about it...and so blessed to be able to do it.

Oh Dear

"24 is like an abusive boyfriend. You know it's bad for you, but you just can't stop going back to it."
--New 24 friend on Tonight's episode

Stop to Smell the...Greenery?

Alright--I wrote this post a long time ago, but my plants are all gone now, and I'm missing them right now, so I thought that I'd introduce them to you.

This guy to the right is "The Shrubbery" He and I have been together since September of My Freshmen year...that makes a friend of a whopping 2 and a half years. I bought him about a week after school started because I wanted something of my own to take care of. Now I'm an RA...guess it kind of works the same way...

The guy to the left here is also another one who needs a name, though he's been around for a little while. A really awesome family I know had a bunch of them in their kitchen and they were apparently trying to take over. They brought me one the last time they came to visit, I like that he's all stripey and kind of floppy. Again, any suggestions?

This guy has some of my favorite leaves. He doesn’t really have a name, but he does have a new pot—a really big one, and he’s got more leaves now.

This plant to the left is Diangelo Fig. One of the girls from my floor last year was with me when I bought him...and she named him. It's quite the name though, isn't it?

This last plant is one I like to call Gus. He's got skinny little legs, and really funny little leaves. It's kind of like Gus Gus from Cinderella...especially when the leaves are just growing--then they kind of curl open.

I guess the point of all that is this:


"I just really love plants."
-Persimmone Frosch