Sun 17 Apr 2005
Aaaaahh Spring Time in DC. The thought of moving to the East Coast is often blurred by the winter snow and seemingly endless cold. But we never hear about the amazing reality that is springtime. There’s a beautiful magnolia tree in my front yard that blossoms a couple of times during the spring, sending a sweet scent and brightening my mornings with shades of pink and white. The apple tree is starting to blossom again. The grass is greener and the birds are singing. And Cherry blossoms adorn the city with their delicate pink flowers.
We have a family of birds living in our chimney, making our living room a mini concert hall. We all pitched in to purchase a new grill and hosted a carne asada last weekend. We cooked at least five different animals and a couple of vegetables. It was a major carnivorous reunion, followed by a three hour game of dominos. There was a wrestling match, lots of tequila shots, and Brazilian passion fruit mousse, just another day in the life of a law student.
But even the sweet smell of BBQ and springtime cannot lessen the bitter taste of finals. Yes ladies and gentlemen, it’s that time of year again, I am in the midst of finals. Start sacrificing the chickens (for carne asadas) and light the candles. But there’s a wonderful light at the end of this tunnel… an entire summer in the Bay Area. I’ll be working with an amazing judge in San Francisco. I’ll get to spend quality time with my family and to re-meet the Bay. I have not spent more than three weeks in San Jose since 1998. I am very excited about day long hikes, weekend camping trips, lots of dancing, and some kind of exercise since recently all I’ve been doing is sitting on my butt against Bush (no jogging). Plus, my brother, Carri (my fellow chicanita trying to make it), and I are in the process of writing a children’s book. And a trip to Napa Valley is in the works… life is good