July: A summer in Oregon. Where to start? This was one of the best summers I’ve had in years. Beautiful location, wonderful people, and amazing experiences.
August: Joe, Zack, and Erik’s trip to Europe, which produced a really great set of photos. Now Joe is convinced we must go visit Paris and Barcelona, not to mention London, which we’ve started saving up for earlier in the year. Also during this time, I got my job as a barista at Starbucks.
September: Joe and I got more into desert terrain hiking. Admittedly, I’ve avoided it, as I really find it difficult to appreciate the desert sometimes. Hikes like this made me more excited for things like All Things New Mexico.
October: Zack came to visit us! We don’t get a lot of visitors in New Mexico, which boggles my mind. NM is surprisingly cool, though I’ll admit it lacks the typical vacation spot allure. Along with a visit from him and visiting with Kathy up in Albuquerque and down here as well, Joe and I got to see a lot of the state.
November: It was unseasonably warm here, even for New Mexico, getting into fall and most of early winter. These leaves were only some of the first to change up at Aguirre Springs in early November. Again, with the hiking.
December: A Christmas of our own. A glorious turkey was offset by a heavy dose of Glenlivet scotch whisky and a bit of wine. It was a glorious end to the year. Now we’re off into the new one.
The best parts of 2010, in pictures. Sorry I’m not creating a Read More… cut, for those of you reading this in your Tumblr dash.
January: After leaving a Christmastime spent in Oregon, Joe and I met up with my mom, my sister, and my best friend in Southern California. We went to the San Diego Zoo and Disneyland. Both were magical places to be in the new year!
March: I did not go on this trip; Joe went up north to spend time with his family. I forced him to take along my camera, and he came back with several gems. The same would happen in August on his trip to Europe.
April: The Model UN team I was a part of for five years hit its three-peat stride. I was president and head delegate for the team representing Switzerland. I forewent my thesis work and nearly all other work to make this team awesome. It paid off in the end, and I will contend for the rest of my life that it was one of my biggest accomplishments.
May: A new camera. I lost my camera during our trip to New York. I was very bitter about it, and in some cases, downright rude. Finally, I did get a new one, and I feel like I was able to really start getting the shots I meant to.
June: A new apartment. Joe and I chose to move in with my little sister, now a college student, and my best friend, to move into a three-bedroom apartment. This is a photo of our bedroom when we first moved in. To be honest, I thought I’d have done a lot more with the space by now, but it still looks very much like this. I think the truth is that we have liking a lot of emptier space.
“I do not like broccoli and I haven’t liked it since I was a little kid and my mother made me eat it. And I’m President of the United States and I’m not going to eat any more broccoli. Now look, this is the last statement I’m going to have on broccoli.” — George H.W. Bush (1924- ), 41st President of the United States (1989-1993)
It’s a bit overcast outside. My cat is curled up. The Christmas tree lights are on. So is the heater. Combined, I’m having a hard time getting up and living life, instead of curling up, too. And so, here is a song to help motivate!
The Beatles - Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da - The Beatles [The White Album]
And if you’re anything like me, you’ll need to hear Wild Honey Pie afterward to feel like you’ve gotten the full experience.
“Hello. Welcome to the Portokalos family and welcome the-the Miller family. I-I was thinking last night, um, the night before my-my daughter was gonna marry, uh, I-an Miller, that, um, you know, the root of the word Miller is a Greek word. Miller come from the Greek word Milo, which is mean apple, there you go. As many of you know, our name Portokalos is come from the Greek word Portokali, which means orange. So, okay, here tonight we have, uh, apple and orange… we all different, but, in the end, we all fruit.”—
This is what I thought of when I found out that my maiden name, Gomolak, means “miller” in Slovakian. I come from the “Dorda” alias of the Gomolaks in Csircs (or Circ) Slovakia. In Hungarian, also common in the area, the alternative to Gomolak was Mlinar or Mlinarcsik.
I’ve a random question for anyone out there- preferably non-spammers- how many tumblr followers do you have? I don’t have a sense for what is normal. It’s questions like these that make me wish Tumblarity was still around… kind of.
1) isn't it parseltongue and mermish? both are languages, where as a parselmouth is the person who speaks the language. so that'd be like asking, 'parselmouth or merperson.'
2) if you ever get bored again, I recommend checking out http://shmollycoco.tumblr.com/harry_potter_challenge for more surveys!
Wow. 1. I can’t say I care that much. It seems like anonymous was really looking for a reason to post his or her second question. 2. I never go looking for surveys- I just stumble across them while perusing tumblr.
After posting a diatribe on Twitter, I realized it ought to have been a blog post, so here it is.
I feel like I must weigh in somehow on the whole “change your profile pic for child abuse awareness” thing. I rarely take part in a Facebook trend if I can help it and attempt to use Facebook to make individual statements (as individual as one can be on Facebook). However, family abuse is an issue with which I am very familiar, as my mother is the executive director of a domestic violence agency and shelter. I personally have taken part in many fundraisers, awareness campaigns, and other volunteer work in the field.
Will changing my profile picture to one of awareness fix anything? Not directly. Does it show solidarity? Yes. Kids know what’s going on. It’s the same reason SW fans are showing geek pride for Katie this Friday. Solidarity. It’s not directly stopping bullying, and it doesn’t solve the problem of geek persecution. But it shows a kid we care. So there. If you don’t like it, be a grinch and don’t change your picture. Complaining about a silly fad won’t do you any good.