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I can't say much about Thursdays, but today was one for the books... er, blog ;)
Work was going as usual, but then around lunch time, a couple men popped into the room. One to chat with Natasha, and one to drop off a stick of valuable data for Sabre, who was gone today. As I heard man #2 talk briefly with Natasha and then approach my desk, I had the giddy feeling that I was in the presence of a man with a decent amount of "whale watching" under his belt. He had glasses (check) and a worn white t-shirt with hummingbirds on it (check) and the friendly demeanor of a Canadian (check).... "Hi, I'm Robin". Of course you are. I immediately rose from my chair with an open right hand and a little bit of enthusiasm leaking out my eyes and the upturned corners of my mouth. After our brief encounter, I felt I could cast a line and share my life story with the man. Given the opportunity, I probably would have just found myself staring and nodding, releasing questions and orca fantasies in the most intellectual (impromptu, ahem... oral) phrasing known to my scribal brain.
No need when chardonnay is on hand... My lovely housemate Mara invited me to her work get together at Budd Bay Cafe along the "boardwalk" of Budd Inlet. Much needed continual chatter filled my evening and expanded my interpretation of Olympia through local AND non-local minds. Many people I've talked to have traveled around the US and internationally as the wives of military men... Some have moved here recently for work... And others relocated decades ago from the Midwest. I suppose I am sliding down the sides of this melting pot, slowly, but with hands above my head :)
Work was going as usual, but then around lunch time, a couple men popped into the room. One to chat with Natasha, and one to drop off a stick of valuable data for Sabre, who was gone today. As I heard man #2 talk briefly with Natasha and then approach my desk, I had the giddy feeling that I was in the presence of a man with a decent amount of "whale watching" under his belt. He had glasses (check) and a worn white t-shirt with hummingbirds on it (check) and the friendly demeanor of a Canadian (check).... "Hi, I'm Robin". Of course you are. I immediately rose from my chair with an open right hand and a little bit of enthusiasm leaking out my eyes and the upturned corners of my mouth. After our brief encounter, I felt I could cast a line and share my life story with the man. Given the opportunity, I probably would have just found myself staring and nodding, releasing questions and orca fantasies in the most intellectual (impromptu, ahem... oral) phrasing known to my scribal brain.
No need when chardonnay is on hand... My lovely housemate Mara invited me to her work get together at Budd Bay Cafe along the "boardwalk" of Budd Inlet. Much needed continual chatter filled my evening and expanded my interpretation of Olympia through local AND non-local minds. Many people I've talked to have traveled around the US and internationally as the wives of military men... Some have moved here recently for work... And others relocated decades ago from the Midwest. I suppose I am sliding down the sides of this melting pot, slowly, but with hands above my head :)
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