so cool.

For some reason, I keep starting a post today and then I'm unable to finish it. I feel bad, because sometimes when cool stuff happens I just call and tell you about it (which is logical, I suppose), but at the same time I wish I could just write it all down too, because I like to go back and see what was going on. So forgive me if you've heard something before.

This was the best weekend I've ever had at this school. On Friday it was gorgeous and I got to go outside and play soccer (and swing on swings at the playground!) and found this really cool park place by the creek down the road. So cool. 

On Saturday (and I don't think I've told you this yet), I went to a reception for that scholarship that I got when I wrote to financial aid and asked them for more money. The people who actually gave the scholarship are dead, so representatives of the family came to meet us, which was cool, but there were about 200 kids so it wasn't quite the same as that time I went to the Class of 1962's high school reunion and had dinner with them. Not quite the same. Saturday afternoon, as you know, Stephen and I and various other random people tried - in vain - for several hours to catch the escaped bird. Whoever owns said bird is really stupid for not having clipped its wings. It would have been a hundred million times easier to catch if it couldn't fly. Or if it was stupider. Patches totally would have crashed into a wall in the first ten seconds.

Saturday night was awesome. So so so cool. I loved everything about it, especially the little things. For example, that Stephen wore a tux. I'm not sure why I thought that was so cool. Maybe I thought it was cool that he thought it was cool. Most guys dress up grudgingly because they know their dates will be disgusted with them otherwise. But I was really tickled that he thought it was that neat. Also I can't get over the flowers. They're sitting right here on my desk and every time I look at them I get the biggest, stupidest grin on my face.

Tonight was really cool too. The moon was out - and huge - and there were stars and kind of wispy clouds and it looked just exactly like a painting. And Stephen and I went out on the field to see and were there just talking and laughing for a while. It was a great end to the weekend. So beautiful, so cool.

I love it.