Birthday postdate. My birthday weekend went well, if not entirely how I’d planned it. We got sushi and Asian all-you-can eat stir fry bowls with Luis’s family on Saturday, then even more sushi with friends on Sunday (my actual birthday.) We ended up not going ice skating because I noticed my ankle felt sore on Saturday just wearing shoes and walking a little, so I didn’t want to make it worse. I think I twisted it just walking around the house; a certain cat of ours loves to parade around in front of me when I’m trying to walk. Not that it’s his fault. I mean, it is, but… It’s okay. We ended up just watching The Princess Bride and chatting, which was nice. After sushi on my birthday, some of our friends came back to our house and played an escape room in a box with us.
I’m going to be eating leftover baked goods and pickle or ketchup flavored chips for the rest of the week. Oh, and drinking this interesting hard cider type drink that tastes like Fruity Pebbles. 😊
Finally spring. I’m so glad it’s not cold anymore. I always get excited when I can put my coat away. And the sunlight lasts longer. It’s so much nicer. I’m not looking forward to the hot summer, but I’ve been enjoying the nice, spring days we’ve been having. It’s in the 60s this week. Sure, it’s rainy some of the time, but that’s part of it.
One thing that’s not as nice is the allergies that come this time each year. I woke up last week thinking I might be coming down with something, but I’m pretty sure it’s just allergies. It’s never progressed on from my sinuses and my throat being scratchy. It’s not like I went frolicking through flowers. Spring’s a season that just hits you in the face when it’s ready for pollen time.
One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest & The Stanford Prison Experiment. I’ve seen the movie version of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, but it was a long time ago and I don’t remember it well. I started reading the novel the other day, and I’ve been enjoying it even though it makes me feel pretty sad, too. I feel bad whenever it makes me smile or chuckle, because the characters are going through a lot. I appreciate the choice of narrator for it. Some authors would’ve made McMurphy the narrator, but it’s better to see him from the outside, from the perspective of someone who’s more in awe of him.
Speaking of psychological stories, Luis and I recently watched a documentary series about the Stanford Prison Experiment, on Disney+ of all places. I didn’t realize much of the “experiment” was made up. The guys involved in it were nevertheless still affected by it and it still gave them some level of trauma, at least several of them. It’s interesting because it was pretend, but it was made to not look pretend and in so doing, it became a little real? It’s interesting and I recommend it. Probably not before bed, though, because it’s sad and you’ll be thinking about it.
Being patient with myself. This week has been rough with writing so far. I have a pretty easy time when I’m at the office and can write during my lunch break, but when I get home I’m so tired. It doesn’t help that I’ve had bad sinuses because of allergies. But I’ve been kind to myself and let myself take some time off and I’m planning to write 500ish words on Sunday to make up for it. There’s no reason to force myself to write when I’m not feeling up to it.
That being said, my story is coming along nicely. As I was walking to my office this morning, I thought of something to expand upon in my edits. It made me smile. Sometimes I come up with my best writing ideas when I’m walking. The bad thing about it, of course, is that I’m nowhere near my computer when I come up with the ideas! But then I think the ideas I remember are the ones worth using.
John Green has a new book! I just need to mention that John Green announced his new novel and I cannot wait to read it! It’s his first novel for adults, and it sounds really interesting and sweet, and like it comes from a unique perspective that a lot of people can sympathize with even if we don’t quite know how it feels.
This is not an April Fools Day prank, by the way. That wouldn’t make sense on a website where you could be reading this any time past today. 😝 This holiday always frustrates me.
Until next time,
Sara Mazariegos 