This is what Julianna exclaimed at our first dinner back in the apartment together. Unlike some roommates who would like to escape from living with each other, Jules and Alex were ecstatic to see each other again after Christmas break. These past few days we have spent catching up with one another and with activities around our home. There has also been more laughter than our neighbors probably appreciate (Of course, maybe the couple below us are complaining. But it’s a mystery because they speak Chinese, so we never know what they are saying.)
This week has been relaxing for some, but those who have to commute are going to be glad when the winds change and blow from the south, bringing 70+ degree temperatures.
Last evening a snow storm hit the metro area, bringing chaos to the rush hour commute. Apparently everyone thought, “Since the storm is coming, I am going to leave early and beat all the other crazy drivers going home.”
But the snow had a mind of its own: “Not so fast, buddy. I’m going to make you stay out on these roads to enjoy me as long as possible.” And that is what happened for Jules and her fellow co-workers. She left around 4:25 pm and felt carefree, thinking, “I should be able to get home around 5.” An hour and a half later found Jules in a different state of mind, for she had driven in that period of time what normally takes less than ten minutes.
Thankfully, Miss Garmen GPS took control when she decided to off-road it, guiding her down roads less traveled (and more snow-packed). This made a huge difference, since she didn’t have to stop at all the lights that were only letting one car through at a time. She finally made it home safe and sound after over 2 hours on the road.
During the next day at work, Julianna was able to put her commute in perspective when her cubicle-mate was stuck on the roads for 3 hours and 45 minutes. Now she understands what her mother meant when she was younger: “You can have fun playing in it, but I have to drive in it.”
Others of us are still on Christmas break from classes and feeling very carefree for the time being (that feeling will vanish once Alex enters the halls of learning again). Alex enjoying sitting on the couch all afternoon curled up with a good book watching the snowflakes dance across the sky. Also the next morning when everyone else who lives in this building was up before the crack of dawn to scrap snow and ice off their vehicles before trudging to work, she remained nice and warm as she snuggled deeper into her flannel sheets.
Random quotes for the week:
- While deciding which Christmas decorations we should put away: “But if we only leave the lights up, I’m going to feel like I’m in a red-light district.”
- Alex displaying her new cookware: “I have a new fire-engine red girdle...I mean, griddle.” A fire-engine red girdle results in a completely different mental image.
- “My pancake has a hard lump in it, like a tumor... I should probably stop palpating it.”
- Jules served edamame (for those who aren’t so citified such as Alex these are soy beans) as the vegetable at dinner one evening this week. Alex had never eaten these before in her life and needed a demonstration on the proper way to eat them. Alex then asked Jules, “What did you call these, I keep thinking enema but I know that can’t be right?”
Basically from the quotes this week it has been decided that Alexandria would just be better off if she didn’t talk in the kitchen (or better yet, Alex should just stay out of the kitchen all together.)
Jules: Alex is actually a pretty good cook, and I have been spoiled with coming home late this week and finding my roomie cooking dinner. I know this won’t last, so we are thinking up some solutions. More on that to come.