the weekend.

went to the park with the munchkin. it was sunny and bright, we packed a picnic lunch, took a walk, played on the swings, read my book, and met new friends & a dog. i invented a game called "run to that tree over there as fast as you can and i'll time you!", she thought it was wonderful and wanted to play over and over and over again-until sweat was beading on her little forehead & i was extremely amused {simple pleasures for us both}. the baby drank her entire sippy cup AND was completely tuckered out for nap time. that is success. i didn't mean to cut our heads off... but look at her cute lips and dress!

had dinner with these girls. i love them a lot. whitney is leaving us in just a few weeks and we are so sad. then alli is taking off the end of june. lex and i will be out here for a while yet. over the past 10 months we've had our girls night dinners fairly regularly and it's been so fun. schedules are crazy and because we were nervous this would be our last one, it lasted for a long time. 5 am. yep. had dinner, went to alli's house & reverted back to middle school. {nail polish, gossip, magazines, junk food}. luckily- we're all {kind of/temporarily} utah girls and once we leave the east coast it won't be the end. btw- we're spelling "love" with our hands. cheesy? maybe since some high school kids were making fun of us in the park for it, the answer is "yes".

finished the book "wuthering heights" by emily bronte. regan recommended it to me, and it did not disappoint.  it's a love story, although you can hardly call it that, more like an anti-love story of twisted obsessions, thwarted longing, and endless misery that result from the meeting of the gypsy orphan boy heathcliff and the young aristocrat catherine. it was captivating and so full of beautiful imagery.

this was my favorite passage:

"He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it."

& this one too:

"He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine..."

so exquisite, isn't it?

happy memorial day!