One: the library shaking on its foundations yesterday, wondering who was drilling into our bedrock. I wished I had a more poetic awakening to the realization that the earth can move under my feet, but it was simple, and I accepted it, and once my jitters stopped, I stood back up as if the earth was once again as sure as eternity.
Two: surprise ambush bridal shower up in the conference room this morning. I was told it was a meeting. It was a fiesta-themed extravaganza in my honor, with a diadem of paper roses and plastic chili peppers, maracas and salsa and the mariachi band of pandora. Someone gave me a George Foreman grill, and hell if the world is not shaking me back down.
Two years of high school Spanish in one morning. Good thing for such party giving amigos and amigas.
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