"You come swimming into view."

Tonight my friend hosted a Passover seder. It was my first, and I enjoyed it a lot. (This has nothing to do with the four glasses of wine. Or, you know, everything.) But it's amazing how holidays, even when they aren't from a familiar tradition, make me introspective. But for once, I feel like my introspection is resulting in progress, rather than wallowing.

Some of the progress is stuff I've known, but now I feel it. And so here are the things that tonight, I would raise my four glasses of wine to:

~I'm not going to care about that anymore. I shouldn't have anyway, and now I don't. (Thank you for reminding me of that.)

~There is so much beautiful out there, and so many interesting things to see and learn and observe. And I don't mean to be disrespectful when those things are religious beliefs, but I find them fascinating and I hope to have lots of opportunities to move past my white-bread background.

~I only watched about 2/3 of Ratatouille tonight, but I called most of the plot. And you can't do that in real life--there isn't going to be a high point, then a low point, then a come back in real relationships. And that's a good thing. Ratatouille is cute, but I don't want my life to follow a formulaic plot. I'm OK with things being messy. And I don't believe in second chances.

~Good food, good wine, and better friends.

This may not entirely make sense to anyone else (See: four glasses of wine) and I'm OK with that.

Operation: Rescue Herman, Day 28

I have been remiss in blogging, and in updating you on Herman's status. I'm sure you have been on tenterhooks. You needn't have worried; there has been no change.



I forgot to introduce you to Fred.



Fred is a Plant Gnome, hailing from Canadia. He crossed the continent and braved the border to keep Herman company.

Part of my lack of updating is because spring has arrived in Boston.



Yesterday was spent playing Frisbee and learning to play Backgammon in the park. Today is the Boston Marathon, which would have wreaked havoc on my commute and work-day. So I'm relaxing at home today, instead.

Operation: Rescue Herman, Day 14

Day 14.



Not looking so hot. He's browner by the day. I've read you should trim the brown away...I may try cutting down so that all the brown is gone, but that would leave about an inch of green. We'll see how Herman is looking on day 21...drastic measures may be needed. Or fertilizer.

To prove I'm not a terrible plant-mommy, here's a picture of Ethel.



She and Hermie could teach Herman a thing or two about thriving. (Hermie is 7 years old, and has been almost exclusively in my care that entire time.)

I am 1 year old today

Today is my one year Blogger anniversary. By odd coincidence, it is also my 5 year LiveJournal anniversary.

I wanted to do something more in this entry, but I've still got a lot of work to do and tonight is the last regular games night, so I most likely won't have time to do it.

So this is my short, commemorative post. Perhaps I'll expand on it later.