26 February 2008
I think that any day you can go to the beach is a good day--and any day you can watch a kite show at the beach is a great day. Saturday was a great day! About a month ago, my friend told me about a kite show, and I've been excited for it ever since. I don't know what it is, but some how the beach has a magic power over me: it makes life seem better. All of a sudden life (AKA working full time, carrying a full load at school, fulfilling incredibly overwhelming responsibilities at church, and trying to maintain a some kind of a social life) is manageable. I have miraculously found the desire to prepare for the oral presentation I blew off last week. I went to church and payed attention for the entire 3 hour block, plus the fireside afterward. I got up early enough on a Monday that I put on makeup, and jewelry, took out the trash, ate breakfast and still got to work on time. My first class on Mondays is on the 5th floor, and I usually try to force myself up the stairs to get there, but this week I did it no problem, then my second class is on the 4th floor of the same building, but I went went up to the 7th floor just for fun, then all the way down, then up the 4 flights to my class. That means I did 11 flights of stairs, up and down, within a 4 hour period. (For those of you who don't know me, I'm super lazy, so normally 11 flights=no thank you.) Do you see how amazing one day at the beach is? In hopes that you will all benefit as much as I did, I've included some pictures of the kites:
You know that these guys are doing?
They're flying these kites. Did you know there was such a thing as synchronized kites?