Finding my way around campus was the true challenge. Here I am, in capris and flip flops turning a map this way and that, hoping against hope that if I tilt it a certain way I’ll recognize something, anything and know my way around.

I was lost. I had to get from this building:

To this building:

I found out later that you can walk from one to the other without going outside. Being me, I wound up here:

And here:

And somehow I found myself clear up here:

I even wound up next to another building! But it wasn’t the right one.

Thankfully the college took mercy on me and I found where I was going. Phase two is now complete, I am registered for college and start classes on August 26th.

Also known as the day the word “sleep” disappears from my vocabulary.

As a reward, Ashley and Niel took me out to dinner to celebrate. We all spent about twenty minutes marveling at the turn table in the middle of our plush little corner. What a marvelous invention! How ingenuitive! How creative!

Then we wondered over to see the crabs. Jake and Abby took a moment to ponder why the crabs don’t pinch each other. I had no answer for this. All Aspen was concerned with was how to look into the tank from a safe distance.

We feasted for a while before I demanded one last photo with the kids. Jake obliged somewhat willingly.

To end the night on a great note, Aspen kept asking for “my mato! My Mato!”. I don’t speak munchkin, so I asked Ashley to translate.

“she wants that tomato out of the car,” she mumbled as she passed the fist-sized, plump red vegetable into Aspens open hands. “Open it,” Aspen puzzled as she turned it over and around. “Just bite into it.”

Internet, this child had just finished eating a full serving of Chinese food, and she still devoured that WHOLE tomato. May I sink my teeth into education as willingly as that infant bit into that juicy fruit.

My question for you: Is the tomato a fruit or a vegetable? Either way it is foreign to me, and grows in my garden. Don’t worry, I won’t throw them at you.

]]> http://www.aubreymo.com/so-im-not-that-great-at-directions/feed/ 4 http://www.aubreymo.com/if-you-love-something-let-it-free/ http://www.aubreymo.com/if-you-love-something-let-it-free/#comments Thu, 21 May 2009 06:11:46 +0000 Aubrey http://www.aubreymo.com/?p=677 I KNOW YOU’RE PROBABLY THINKING THIS IS A LOVE POST. You’re right. It is a love post, but not in the sense that you’re expecting. It is about my love and undying affection for animals.

Do you remember this fur face?

She’s the neighbor kids’ pet rabbit. I know where she lives, and that answer is now my house. In sticking to the old wives tale, I haven’t named her yet, because that would mean I’d have to keep it. And if I kept it, then I’d have to breed it, it would have plenty of rabbit babies, and I’d keep them too, winding up as some crazy rabbit lady for the rest of my life.

So this nameless rabbit wanders into our yard everyday. No big deal. She goes and sits faithfully by Houdini’s cage and they have discussions over rabbit subjects such as the proper way to clean a paw, pull fur, and how to scratch that pesky spot behind the ears.

Their lives are so hard.

I didn’t give a hoot that I had another addition to the AubreyMo zoo. I left some food and water out for her, petted her and essentially carried on this way for a month. But the time came when the skies cleared, the sun shined and I got the urge to plant tomatoes and other such stuff (random fact for you: Did you know I don’t eat tomatoes, yet I’ll have them coming out of my ears this summer? I am weird).

It just turns out that Nameless loves eating tomato plants.

Nameless also liked being loose so much, she’s decided to evade capture and slip under the fence right before I can grab her.

Nameless is frustrating.

I’ve changed my mind. When you love something, don’t set it free – snatch it up so fast it doesn’t have time to get away, or eat your plants. Amen.

To be continued. . .