Earlier this week, this sign appeared on the teaching assistants' door:
Earlier this week, this sign appeared on the teaching assistants' door:
This evening as I was heading down the hill towards downtown, there seemed to be an unusually large number of students heading in the same direction. I didn't know if something was going on down on State Street, but they all walked faster than I can, and I lost track of them. I did hear a lot of hooting and hollering coming from State Street Brat's patio, so I looked that direction and saw a whole bunch of Spider Men. Check it out:
As most of my readers know, I went to Chicago this weekend for my uncle's funeral. Friday was the visitation, so Travalon and I took the day off of work and headed down there. We got there much earlier than we had expected, so we had lunch with my other two uncles, and it was really rainy so instead of doing anything outside, we sat in my one uncle's hotel room and drank craft beer until we could check into the hotel ourselves. After the visitation, there was a short remembrance of my uncle, when people could get up to speak. (I didn't.) Our hotel's swimming pool closed criminally early, so Travalon and I didn't get to use it.
Saturday we buried my uncle, to my pleasant surprise in a Catholic cemetery, since I thought he was Baptist and his wife was Lutheran. Apparently her brother is already buried in this cemetery, so they just decided to have family plots there. Then we all went to a pizza place, and there were tons of kids there so it was very cute. The cousins on the other side have lots of kids of various sizes. Then we went to my cousin's house and hung out on her deck, just our side of the family. I was so happy to see my cousin from Ypsilanti and meet his wife and toddler daughter for the first time. My other cousin has a toddler daughter too, and they are so cute when they are playing together, talking in those little doll voices. I played with them a little, then one girl told me to go back to the adults, so I did. How can you take a toddler's demands personally? She had just had enough of an adult intruding into their world.
Yesterday everyone was heading home, so Travalon and I went to Mass, and then we went to the Brookfield Zoo. We got rained on and walked over seven miles, and then we had what we thought was a late lunch but turned out to be an early dinner at an amazing tapas restaurant. They had kalimotxos, which are red wine with Coke, a thing we used to drink in the Basque Country when I was twenty. They also had the Spanish tortilla, which is nothing like a Mexican tortilla but something like an omelet with chunks of potato in it, served cold. We used to eat that every day for dinner in the Basque Country. It was like these people got inside my head, because not only did they serve the food and drink I remembered from the summer I was twenty, but they played all the salsa songs I remember from my salsa kick in the late 00's. (My uncle introduced Travalon to Rodrigo y Gabriela, a guitar duo I know well from my Pandora flamenco station.) We also had some other tapas and then split a pan of paella, and for dessert, we split the most delicious flan ever. We definitely have to go back to that restaurant!
Travalon took over two hundred photos at the zoo, so I may be posting them for the next few days. Here are some of my favorites. First is the wombat - it's so cute!
More random than a rabbit on a B-17!