Boy, do they ever. February was over before I knew it and now we’re already nine days into March. So crazy. This weekend has been a quiet affair. Steven’s grandmother passed away earlier in the week, so he is in Iowa with his family. It’s a strange privilege to experience a little bit of this with him. I wish I could be in Iowa, but we talked a lot before he left and have been texting back and forth. All I want is to be a support and a source of happiness, so that’s what I’m trying to do. This whole thing has definitely made me think of my grandma Zoraida even more than I already do and how much I miss her. The death of a loved one is at once a very common experience and still something unique and individual, since everyone responds in different ways. Still, as sad as it is for someone to pass on, it’s beautiful, too. After almost three years of missing my grandma, I’ve found that I’m slightly less angry and more at peace with everything. It’s also interesting to think that when my grandma was in the hospital, I received a text from Steven with a little message of support. Little did I know that only a few months later, he would become a permanent fixture in my life.
So, February. After having a week off, I headed back to work with my 26 little weirdos (I say this with all of the affection in the universe). We had a big state visit to deal with (hello, people deciding if your school will sink or swim!), but the kids did well. The only downside is that we were stuck in the building almost all week. Last Friday we went out, despite some frigid temps, because we just couldn’t take it anymore. Thank goodness that spring is making a comeback.
Last weekend, was all about my hometown besties. On Friday evening we celebrated my birthday with dinner and drinks at Blockheads, which is my favorite place for margaritas. Since Friday evenings are a deathtrap at all NYC dining locations, we had a long wait. My friend Liddy complained enough that we got a free round of drinks and some money towards the bill! It pays to be aggressive. After two margaritas and a celebratory shot of tequila, dinner is a little fuzzy, but I do know that there was a lot of laughter, great music, and I was officially asked to be a bridesmaid! Thank you for giving me a whole year to get in shape, Tina Banana. Gotta figure out how I’m going to rock that sari.
On Sunday, we all gathered for an impromptu sleepover/Academy Awards/going away celebration for my friend, Joanne, who was heading to Rio to teach English. (Not so fun fact, she got there on Wednesday and by Friday, she had been robbed at knifepoint in a park. Scary, scary. Thankfully, she’s okay.) It was so special to have all of that quality time together. Wine. Thai food. Baked treats. Happiness.
This weekend, I worked on report cards, slept, and stayed as quiet as possible. I had some play time with Mason and enjoyed every single bit of warmth and sunshine we were afforded. This winter has been brutal, so all tiny bits of spring–even the loud ass birds that live in my attic and on the tree outside of my bedroom–were totally appreciated.
What about you? How is everyone enjoying this burst of pre-spring weather? ♥