Monday, April 30, 2012
It's All Fun and Games Until...
And now for something completely different.
Brandon made this Spanish meal for us on Friday and it looked as awesome as it tasted. Moros y Cristianos is part of a traditional celebration that takes place around this time each year. Technically the rice is supposed to be more white (i.e. the Christians) as it surrounds the Moors before kicking them out during the Inquisition. Apparently being politically correct still isn't big on Spain's list of to-dos.
And once again it was marathon time. I love the Eugene marathon and the way this town feels all weekend. I couldn't coax Rocky out of bed but Daisy braved the early morning in her footie p.j.s to cheer on the runners. We were too late for the beginning but we caught them at around mile 9. I, as always, had to get a blubbery and tear up. I can't blame this on pregnancy this time because my eyes always get all watery when watching marathons. This time the thing that really hit me was how excited the spectators get when the person they are cheering on passes. There they are all standing along the road with looks of anticipation, scanning the faces of the thousands of runners, looking for someone that is special to them. And when they finally see that one they jump and cheer and then you see the big smile of some poor exhausted person who has a new spring in his step. It just made me think of the whole worth of souls idea, that each one of those runners is extremely valuable and inspiring to the people in his or her life.
This is the kind of sentimentality that long races bring out in me.
By the way, the reason I have been able to write so much this morning is that Brandon got called in to perform his civic responsibility and serve jury duty. It was a bummer for him, but he left the computer so his loss has turned out to be my gain. But, alas, Sesame Street is over and I've got to get back to that whole parenting thing that I'm supposed to be doing.
Posted by Marci at 10:15 AM