Ellie added to this delight with her incredible humor and sweetness. She's so smart, rarely flaunts said intelligence, and is also beautiful, girly and fun. The reason i talk about these two is because they are girls with whom i have a relationship that isn't based on dominance or competition. This is so valuable to me in a world where women claw each other's eyes out for looking at a boy they like, or wearing the same dress. I think i've found it hard with women because i'm not as into the clothes and the shoes and the handbags and the diamonds. But here are two ladies that keep me laughing, make me feel like part of a club, and make me feel genuinely happy.
Megana and Jinnah. What can i say. I learn life lessons from them regularly. They are amazing as parents (i am in awe of George and Turtle, and see that having a third becomes more than exponentially harder, but they are finding a way to help their children thrive as George solos in her school play and Turtle adamantly reminds his parents to remember him (and loves weaver's music parties).
What a lovely thing.
DQ is riding a 7 day SF to LA trip for AIDS research. He's a great reminder to exercise. I think i might start up on the running again with the advice of my trainer mjw. Yes, i'm jaded because i trust him, but i really trust his advice having been a cross country runner and having two terrible knees).
There's also the desire to head back to yoga. At some point, both of these things will start. Until then, no more mentioning intentions.
Yesterday mjw took me for dinner and a little romance. We stayed in the same hotel he first housed me in (when i came to visit him in the bay area, he decided the RV was probably not the best first exposure to living experiences and his home was an old airstream housed in work's parking lot). We also had some hippie local organic food that's been around since <gasp> 1980. Recently we were reminded about how we take the age of Philadelphia for granted (i have never, and 1980 being a year that i remember, isn't so awesome, except that was just hippies, not the current "green" trend). The waiter was fabulous. I spilled wine all over mjw, then fled in terror of the consequences, and the staff had made it look like nothing had happened. The dinner was absolutely amazing, and i would like to learn to make asparagus soup. 
Then there is Linda. One of my days was spent with her playing with my (now dropped on its head) lens. I recently bought a 135mm f2D Nikon lens that is totally amazing. It has this special effect that they call bokeh that causes out of focus areas that normally look choppy and makes them look like soft painting palates. It turns out it's a hell of a lens for what i love to do: take pictures of people and environments in lower light than normal. It turns out that Linda taught me a butt ton of really wonderful stuff about my camera, about how to deal with some digital information that i have been ignoring, selling me on post camera production "it's the orchestra playing the music!" There is something that reminds me of me in Linda, too. She has a level of peace i seek, but at the same time, has similar weaknesses. She's intense. She stares you in the eye. She cares about what you feel and think and wants to know you. She embodies my question to new people: what drives your spirit. She doesn't make it so obvious as i, but subtly wants to know your heart, your dreams, and cares about the care inside every little thing, included heating plates so that they don't chill your warm pancakes.
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