Sterling Winery, Napa Valley

Sterling Winery, Napa Valley

– I’ll update more on our California trip when I’m not out here enjoying it, but we loved Napa yesterday. Neither of us drank too much (#becausecancer) but we loved the views and enjoyed a little wine and cheese.

– I am almost done with my speech for my sister’s wedding. I have something down finally, but it doesn’t quite have enough meaning yet. A says it’s pretty good right now, but needs some more work to be great. This is big news because the first three drafts got only an “OK” rating.

– I was worried about the fact that we didn’t plan tons of activities in advance, but A is much happier this way because I’m stressing about getting from one place to the next. We are definitely relaxed. I wish this week could continue forever!

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Memorial Day Weekend

It’s Memorial Day, so it finally feels like summer!  A has been sick all weekend, but I’ve still had a pretty good one.  Saturday, I went to a brunch sponsored by a Meetup group in my area.  I joined Meetup when we moved to Houston six months ago, but had yet to make it to an actual event.  I’m not sure if it’s the fact that we’ve been pretty busy, the nerves, or what exactly, but every time I decided to attend an event, something happened and I ended up not going.  This brunch was really nice, small, fun, good conversation.  I couldn’t figure out how to take the next step toward creating friendships by exchanging contact info. with anyone or inviting anyone to something, but maybe it’ll be easier to go to another event sometime.

Sunday, I went with two friends to place flags on the veterans’ graves at the Houston National Cemetery.  It was hard work and my hands are blistered today, but it’s nothing compared with the sacrifice of all those soldiers.  It was an honor to put flags in their graves and remember them for a few moments.  The end result was beautiful.  After placing flags, I ended up deciding we needed lots of meat, so I went to the store and bought ribs, burgers, hot dogs, and some apples to make an apple pie.  Every now and then, it’s a holiday and you just have to give in and indulge in some good old-fashioned, unhealthy American classics.  To minimize the health effects a little bit, we ate the meaty meal at lunch and I had a light dinner followed by hot yoga.

I’m not entirely sure what today will hold.  I was thinking of going down to the pool, but it’s looks a little cloudy out.  I’ll also need to pick between spin class, hot yoga, and going for a run.  As I’ve been recovering from being sick and adjusting to the Houston heat, my running has taken a sharp downward turn.  I hadn’t felt able to work out for awhile, but now that I was able to do hot yoga yesterday, I’m well enough now that I can’t blame any shortcomings on being sick.  I’ll have to see how things go today!  I also need to plan the details for our trip out to California next week for my sister’s wedding.  We’re flying into SF and spending two days in SF, one day in Napa, two days in Santa Cruz and then heading to Yosemite National Park for the wedding.  We have booked our hotels but basically nothing else.  I love planning trips, so I’m not sure why I can’t seem to get myself to nail down any details for this one.  It’s been a struggle though.  If there are any Californians out there, let me know where we should eat!

I hope everyone had a beautiful weekend & that summer is off to a fabulous start.

P.S. Rainy holidays are best for climbing into bed and snuggling under the covers with your husband.

P.P.S. And sales.  I’ve resisted so far, but  the Nordstrom sale is great.

 

Dressing up ordinary love: contemplating the right speech for my sister’s wedding

My sister’s wedding is coming up very soon and I need to prepare a bridesmaid speech.  She and I are so different that it makes the task hard.  My life is an open book.  K’s life, well, it’s not that it’s a secret, but just that she doesn’t think many things are worthy of sharing.  Not that she wouldn’t share them, she just doesn’t think they’re big.

When she applied to college, she had a horrible time writing essays about herself that were more than a few sentences.  This, even though she had won numerous awards in the band, drama, tennis, and forensics.  This, even though she blew our physics teacher’s mind by being the first student in our entire school district to score a 5 on the AP Physics test.  He had her autograph her score report and it was still hanging in the physics room years later.  She was interviewed by the newspaper once, about her academic achievement.  They asked her to attribute her success to something.  She stared at them blankly before finally suggesting that she probably had decent genes.  She is brilliant and a hard worker who distinguishes herself, but she’s also everyone’s favorite because it’s like she doesn’t realize that she’s brilliant or that she’s worked hard.

A and I videochat with her and her fiance every Monday night.  But, really, A and I talk to ourselves and try to draw them out.  After having worked to cultivate this skill for awhile, we have varying degrees of success.  Unlike K, I am overjoyed whenever I do anything well.  Or, adequately, honestly.  I continually remind myself of my achievements, turning them over in my mind, until I am finally satisfied.  My excitement oozes and, although this certainly lacks virtue, I am jabbering a million miles an hour on an excited call to my parents.  Or, for example, posting pictures of my Texas-sized law license to my blog.  K definitely does not.  And her fiance is modest as well.

But, it’s not just success that K deprives of an oozing flourish.  As I look at her wedding website, I notice the description of the proposal.  “On our third anniversary, we decided to go out to dinner.  [Fiance] decided that he was going to propose . . . He set up a camera tripod and focused the camera on where he thought that proposal would take place.  During lunch, he went out and bought batteries for the camera remote so that he could take pictures of the proposal… [Fiance] dropped K off at her car and zoomed home.  He wanted to check the camera exposure now that it was dark, but he got stuck at a light.”  Spoiler alert, I guess he didn’t quite get home in time to check the camera exposure.

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Perfect, adorable proposal in their backyard.  Looks like the batteries and camera exposure cooperated.

 

This description is just like K and her fiance.  It really does give you all the details, but it deprives them of the pageantry.  This is your wedding website description.  This is the place where you describe the cute, sappy brilliance and specialness of your love and exaggerate it to show off to the rest of the planet.  Amiright?  This is where you post pictures, holding hands and walking off in the sunset, past a fence that conveniently has your wedding date splattered in white paint.  Instead, K is talking about buying batteries over lunch and camera exposure.  Can you imagine an “every kiss begins with Kay” television commercial of this proposal description?  No, you can’t.  Because, don’t you know that when you write a proposal section on your wedding website or write a college admissions essay you’re supposed to brag?  And if you did brag, in your proposal, and your college admissions essay, and throughout your life, then I could easily write a speech that caters to whatever you bragged about and we’d all be happy.

Of course, we’d all probably be lying to some extent.  And K is a realist.  She would be confused about that last paragraph that I wrote.  “Why would you be exaggerating and bragging if you’re happy?” she’d respond.  Because, K, PINTEREST.  But, no.  Her fiance’s proposal was special because of all the ways he planned the everyday details, because he went out to buy batteries over lunch to make it work, because he cared about the camera exposure, because those are the things you care about in real life where traffic is bad and it takes 90 minutes to get to the restaurant because you live in Los Angeles.  Because in real life a proposal is great because you love the person and you’re deciding to spend your life together and it’s official, even though it really isn’t that different than any other day because you already knew all of those things.  But, how do you write that on a wedding website?  And how do you put that into a speech?

I do really think K is special.  And I have some things to back that up.  Like, the airplane she built she was in school at MIT that won an award.  But, at the same time, even if she had won a nobel prize already, so have a lot of people.  And maybe she’s right that it’s kind of crazy to think that our stories or our love so supremely special.  Or that we actually make them any more special by exaggerating their significance in order to convey to people the significance of our stories to us.  In reality, by doing that, we’re really suggesting an unhappiness with what we have.  We’re making it less special.

There are lots of people with Ks for sisters and a lot of them have special fiances.  If we’re being honest, maybe K and her fiance don’t have a love that is that different from everyone else’s.  And why should that matter?  Most people are happy.  Maybe trying to pretend that there is something extraordinary to say actually diminishes the wonderfulness of the ordinary that is there.  Why does it need to be anything more than ordinary?  Why do I have this need to convey to everyone how extraordinary I think K and her fiance are?  After all, isn’t there something a bit dishonest in trying to explain that any of us are really that more extraordinary than anyone else.

But, K and her fiance are extraordinary to me.  Just because they are who they are.  And it’s my speech.  So, how to describe that?