Yesterday was... fabulous. I know I overuse that word, especially lately. The day was good from beginning to end. I loved waking up to find that a breeze had rolled in overnight to take the edge off the heat. When the weather breaks like that, the shift in pressure is tangible- not only does the air relax, so do the people.
We use the word 'synchronized' on occasion- I think my earliest association with the word had something to do with watching the synchronized swimmers at the summer olympics on television. To me, it has always meant acting together, in tandem- a sort of togetherness that comes through practice or control. I found this online in a glossary of Jungian terms: Synchronicity. A non-causal connection between two or more various phenomena (psychic and/or physical).
[I was going to put a picture of me and Apollo here but really, this spot is reserved for something else- it's just I don't have that picture right now. But that picture is the emodiment of my word of the day. I hope that I have that picture to put here someday.] I realize now that synchronicity is something I have been looking for all this time. I look for it everywhere. I want there to be a connection in everything. Sometimes it is there, sometimes not. But it also describes the feeling I have when the world feels 'right' to me- that things are connected, that the elements fit together in so many directions. Sometimes I meet a person or stumble into a situation and there it is- synchronicity. I definately have it with the horses- for sure that is the thing that feels so good about riding, that connection. But there are places where it is found that make it special. Yes, it is what makes cooking with Liz in the kitchen, or taking the girls to the beach with Dean, or completeing a complex project with a client fabulous. But when you find it in those moments where love and passion and vulnerability coincide, when you are just your raw self wrapped only in your soul- and you meet that in another person, that is rare and magical. And you can live side by side with someone your whole life and never experience it, I am sure... or meet someone for one day and find it in a moment of fate or happenstance. But, oh, if I could have it every day- hell, even most days- even... here and there... ahhh. Count yourself among the lucky if you have this, even momentarily- but how fantastic to have it with you always, to recognize it and then find a way to hold onto it.
When I digress, I really digress. Okay, I will quit channeling my 18-year-old-new-philosophy-major-self.
What made yesterday terrific, aside from all that synchronicity, was picking the girls up with Kendyl and racing across the bridge to go see Dean at Google. Of course, he'd been up in San Bruno all day and so we arrived a bit early, decided to go to the park. Kendyl had to study. Stick in the mud. (I'm SO glad she's back in school, yay Kendyl!!)
The girls love this park because of the giant spider-web-thingy that you can climb up. I loved that Vi was the benevolent older child helping out the younger ones- there was a little girl who had managed to make it to the top and then she was hanging out up there, pretty sure because she had no way to get down on her own. Her mom came over as soon as we invaded and she and I chatted for a bit and I assured her that we wouldn't accost her child. Anyhow, at one point said little girl lost her hat and Vi climbed down to get it for her and brought it back up to her- all the while yelling at other kids not to bounce too hard and knock her down.
No, really, this is a great park. We like to go over to the nice monied neighborhoods like Palo Alto and take advantage of their nice parks. This park even has a water feature! I was trying to figure out how to get the water jets to turn on and Dean knew and was debating whether to wait until I was over one of the geysers or not... he chose right, though. :) I love you, hunny, but I am not above seeking revenge.
The kids liked the mole holes. They made friends with a couple little kids at the park so I think with all the time Dean will be spending at Google in the evenings with his big upcoming projects- we'll be relegated to hanging at the local parks waiting to get in for dinner with him. This seems like as good a place as any to hang.
I wonder if the park has wifi? Maybe I'll just take the kids and go work there and then we can have lunch *and* dinner with papa. Hee hee. Naw, going to start doing that from the pool at the club since they do have wifi there. I can kick back in a lounge chair, make sure the kids don't drown and they can have the time of their lives.
We went to Google for dinner and Kendyl was very impressed with the massive size of the place. We ate at Charlie's and had all kinds of fun food. Dean was like, "Eat your cous cous, kids."
I was happy just to have some salad and get a handful of ginger chews. We tumbled back into our cars and drove home. Kendyl helped steer so I didn't crash the car on the way home(I was sooo tired). Heh. Okay, not quite thaaaat bad, but when I got home I crashed immediately.
That didn't last long because Dean has started a new trend of waking me up in the middle of the night to have his way with me- all very romantic but does not lend itself to me getting a full night of refreshing sleep. It doesn't hurt that his way is definately my way. Heh. Sleep is way overrated, I've decided. :) At least now I have a better excuse for asking him to bring me back a black tea lemonade in the morning.
Looks like it is going to be a fabulous day... why? Because I make it so... and so can you. Go play.