I apologize for the silence. This past month has been a pretty challenging time. I am preparing for my oral qualifying exam (which is this Tuesday), which means lots of reading, writing a proposal, preparing a presentation and dealing with nervous jitters. Basically, most (if not all) people pass this exam, but it is a rather stressful experience.
On top of dealing with grad school, my laptop decided to go into death throws the past few days, making it totally unreliable. It also humiliated me in front of my boss, which made me want to drop kick it into the ocean. I was very worried that I was going to spend a better portion of my weekend shopping for a laptop, instead of de-stressing. Tony surprised me yesterday afternoon by bringing home a new Macbook Pro (well, I guess it was slightly used, and on CLEARANCE at the base...it's a model that they JUST replaced). I was anxious about it at first, because I'm not totally used to the operating system, but I think that I'm starting to enjoy it.
I woke up at 6:00 AM this morning (Saturday), and it seemed to play Laguna Beach on Hulu (a website that lets you watch full TV episodes) just fine. Don't judge me. Laguna Beach, the Hills, yoga and diet coke are responsible for my sanity this month.
There are other awful things that have transpired this past month, but I'll spare you the gory details.
Ok. On to the meaning of the title.
Last time, I posted about a hummingbird that lives outside of our balcony. This post is about the hummingbird's arch nemesis...dun,dun,dun...the HAWK.
Tony was talking to his mom on the balcony last night (he sent her flowers at school for mother's day---how sweet!) while I was getting acquainted with my new computer, and all the sudden I think he must be having a seizure. Arms flailing. Odd grunting noises. "Pointing" using his eyes.
As I walked out side, I saw him.
"What you lookin' at?" (for Amber)
He was so beautiful in the evening light.
I thought he was gorgeous, until I realized he was looking for a snack. The baby bunnies by my apartment were done for. He began his hunt.
I decided not to stick around to see what he was going to yank out of the bushes. I want to remember him as regal and powerful, not as a bunny killer.
I couldn't post a poem for this guy, simply because there was no poem any better than the hummingbird poem I found.
Enjoy your weekends, and the spring weather. If you happen to be reading this before Tuesday, May 11, say a little prayer for me and my exam :).
Wanna see my whaaat??
ReplyDeletePrayers will be prayed and you will be awesome. You are one of the best presenters I know, and I know you are good at writing proposals. Being a little nervous is always healthy before something as stressful as that but remember that we are called to give over everything....meaning we should never worry. Congrats on getting this far in your career, you are about to be a full-blown PhD candidate with only a few more years until you change the world. so proud of you, friend!
ReplyDeleteI don't know if you got my text on Friday but I sent you a picture of my version of making your eggplant parmesan recipe. I stacked the eggplant slices in the fridge with a plate on top being weighed down by multiple textbooks instead of cans. It was super refreshing to just cook and use my textbooks without opening them. ha!! btw-I probably need to make the recipe a few more times before it is as good as yours, but I was very pleased with my first try and I thank you for providing me with a week's worth of eggplant yumminess!
LOVE you.