I’ve taken the week off from work, to correspond with Maya’s Spring Break. One thing that we did with our time was to go to the Legion of Honor in SF, to see the current exhibit of Impressionist Art. I do love impressionism, and Maya has to see one exhibit a semester for her art class. So we went, and we saw beautiful art. We got through the exhibit fairly quickly, and decided to skip the rest of the museum, as we’ve seen it several times, most recently in November. One nice thing about the Legion of Honor is that if you pay your admission there, you also get same day admission at the De Young Museum in Golden Gate Park. As this was a Wednesday, parking was manageable, and the museum wasn’t crowded. We saw a couple of exhibits there, and had an over priced lunch.
Then we went to look at USF, one of the schools Maya has been accepted to. (Side note, that while I did not attend USF, my first 3 years in SF were spent about 2 blocks from the campus. It’s beautiful. It’s a Catholic University, and that beautiful church was almost enough to change me from atheist to Catholic. God got in the way.) We started out at their financial aid office, where the news was depressing. It’s looking more and more like Maya will be attending our local Community college. Really, it’s a smart idea. First 2 years, general ed, very affordable. But it’s not at all what she wants,and she’s worked so very hard in HS, so of course we wish that she could go to a 4 year right away. At this point, it’s looking less and less likely. Frustrating, and we do wish we had done better for her, earlier, to perhaps save more by now. I’m not sure how we could have, given the jobs we’ve had, but I do wish it had worked out. We were disheartened by this news, and skipped the rest of the tour and came home.
This American Life this week had a story about a boy who said he wanted to be spanked, rather than the alternative punishments doled out by his parents. Rather than being spanked, which would get it over with, he had to pull weeds. My story is very different than his, my reasons vary greatly from his, but as a girl who was raised without spanking, I’ll confess that there were times when I wished I could just be spanked and get it over with. If I broke something, I often had to pay to replace it. Since my tiny allowance would not pay for such things, I would have to do chores for many days. Ugh. JUST SPANK ME! Of course, never having been spanked,or worse let, beaten, it was clearly a case of “The Grass is Always Greener on the Other Side of the Fence”, right? Someone getting hit with a wooden spoon or a hairbrush may not have agreed with me. And though I may have occasionally wished to just get spanked and move on, I did not take that mentality into parenthood, and prefered to make my child suffer through time outs, replacing items if required, that kind of thing. We’ve both turned out well.
Ted and I went to the movies on Tuesday. We saw The Grand Budapest Hotel, which was a lot of fun. Just a silly movie, but well done and sometimes gorgeous. I recommend it. We haven’t been to a movie in the theater in awhile, but this one was worth the trip and money.
One thing I like about having time off from work is sleeping in. I don’t sleep like I did in my 20s, and on an everyday basis I don’t have to get showered and fed and out the door in order to get to an office on time, but still, not having to think about being online by 8:00 has been nice. That’s one reason I like to take time off when Maya is out of school. Of course, I enjoy having some time with her. But I also enjoy the feeling of sleeping until I wake up, rather than until her alarm goes off.
Now that Maya’s 18, the rules change a bit around here. I mean, she still has her chores, she still gets an allowance, she still has to follow our household rules of common courtesy and so on. But at the same time, things that were once forbidden are now Her Business. Such as, getting a piercing or a tattoo. Oh please god, not a tattoo. She has wanted a nose piercing for about 5 years now, and I have said no. I am not fond of them, no matter how cultural they may be to her Indian half. But now she’s 18, and if she wants to spend her money to get a piercing, I cannot control that, so I will not try. Well, guess what. (I’ll bet you’ve guessed already) She got her nose pierced the other day. It’s a very delicate, tiny little nose ring. Very tasteful, if such a thing can be said about something that I find distasteful. I find myself understanding my mother more, when she did not like a haircut I came home with (shaved on the sides) or my double ear piercing. She tried to be supportive, and yet still would not lie and say she liked it. So that’s me. It’s her nose, and I will respect that. It does her no physical or mental harm to have it pierced. But still, I think I liked her little nose better the other way. I kissed it goodbye before she went to the piercing/tattoo parlor. And thankfully, she did not come home with any tattoos.
Back in February, my blog friend Nance came for a visit. She has a good friend in SF, who is younger and enjoys shocking her a bit. So I went to visit her in the City, and he planned our evening tour, which turned out to be a porn studio housed in an historic building, The Armory. It wasn’t exactly my cup of tea, but it was still interesting. Anyway, I thought of Nance and Mike when I saw this article in yesterday’s paper. Looks like the safety regulations around porn are getting more serious, making it likely that Kink.com will be moving out of state. So what to do with the building? Perhaps office space. It is a cool building.
So now there are three days left of my little vacation from work. I’m not at all sure what I’m going to do with my time. Sleep in. Go for another swim (went earlier this week). I’m not sure what else. Today, Maya is going for a birthday lunch and shopping with her Grandma (Ted’s mom), and Ted has to work. I have a library book lying around that I’m not sure what to do about. It’s due today, and I’m only 1/2 way through. I like it, but I don’t love it. We’ll see what happens. I may give it a try and then decide whether I’m ready to pay fines or not.
So that’s what’s new around here. I hope you’re well.