lightness

 J is a francophile, so while we were texting about something else, I mentioned being in Paris and she suggested I light a candle for my mom. 

I could kick myself for not thinking of it myself. I wish I had done it at Notre Dame where we visited on Monday. I've talked before about how much she loved when I translated Anatole France's short story "Le Jongleur de Notre Dame" from my high school french textbook for her.

But of course, the story doesn't take place at the cathedral, it takes place at a some abbey in rural France, so I went to the church down the street to light a candle. And then later we happened to head to Montmartre for dinner and climbed up to the Basilica of Sacré-Coeur, where I got to light another candle for my mom. 

I feel all lit up myself and the most present I've felt on this trip. Thanks for the idea, J <3.

Pic: View from the steps of the basilica. 

excess ugh

 I liked this picture I took of the Chateau of Versailles best...

but I realized I didn't have any pictures of myself on this trip

so I took a picture in the Hall of Mirrors 

where the Treaty of Versailles was signed in 1919

(plus that would sit better with my commie family, anyway)

competing and playing

The actual competition was today...

Advisors got to sit in the judging room silently while the team presented and answered questions. 

(Notes: One judge seemed intent on pressing for industry prospects while our students were altruistically focussed on conservation efforts. Our proposal emphasized our local expertise, and they wanted to hear more about global application--something to remember for next time.)

We took off to see come iconic sights in the evening. I've done "le tour" before, so I elected to sit at a cafe with my book and a pot of peppermint tea. 
 

And off we go...

Early registration and set up and then a LOT of walking today.

Here a quiet moment I carved out for myself at the Tuileries.  

I got a response to the letter I wrote Air France about the kind young woman in Bangalore ("kindness with your mother's name," as Suzanne termed it). The response too was thoughtful and sympathetic: "Acts of compassion and empathy, such as the one you described, are at the heart of our service, and it’s wonderful to know that Lakshmi’s support made a difference for you." I know it's corporate pro forma, but it would be so wonderful if the world ran like that.

let's goooo

This trip came together so quickly, and I guess I was in denial about leaving for a while... But I'm chaperoning the college iGEM team for the next week.

When we checked in at the hotel, I opened my room to discover it has a hammock...

I think I can do this.

It has been a day of extra kindnesses. The hotel desk clerk upgraded me to a suite, and the patisserie snuck a ton of extra treats into the box I ordered.

how comedians are born

Instagram has been feeding me reels of standup comedian Gianmarco Soresi, whom I find funny. I've been watching the whole reel, which means the algorithm has been sending me more including his TV and podcast appearances, and attendance at political rallies including Zohran Mamdani's. 

The other day, I was idly telling Big A about GS and how he seemed to be funny AND smart. 

"Oh! said Big A."Funny AND smart!" It's the people who are funny and smart who didn't get into medical school who become comedians." 

It made no sense at all, but it was kind of funny. 

I wrote about her a lot

...and it felt nice to share the quirky things she used to via the poems.

I wondered if it would make me sad, but it made me happy to see other people smiling and enjoying her quirks too. 

A reading from the Sing Anthology as part of the Chippewa Valley Writing Festival. 

birthday bright

Big A's birthday... an outing with arcade games by request.

Sometimes, this birthday baby really is a big baby.

custom

Nu's birthday Eve

Big A's birthday Eve

we've been using the same decorations 

and the same gift bags for years now.

tradition/sustainability/parsimony

The puppies like to check my work.

not a solution

I've been breaking down about every tiny thing and everywhere, so Big A suggested I should apply to take the rest of the semester off work. 

I don't think that's a possibility...

1) H.R. won't go for it--I've seen colleagues work through bereavement, having cancer treatment, babies etc.

2) The classroom is the place where I feel most "normal" right now.

3) I can imagine what I'll be thinking about with all that "extra" time? OMG.

nice day for...*

Today was a nice day for an "Alternative Break." I'd always promised myself that I'd go on these service breaks with a group from the college when I was an empty nester.

It felt very therapeutic to throw myself into using my body to lug things to fill two forty-foot dumpsters for the Habitat for Humanity ReStore. I thought a lot of the stuff that went to the landfill today could be reused, but the people at the store had already had it for a while and needed to make room. They know what's best for them, so I just did what I was asked to do.

At lunch, one of the students referred to my recent India trip and asked how I was doing. I hadn't mentioned anything to this group, so I asked how they knew. Turns out they know a student in one of my classes. I wonder if I've been a little "off" for that student to mention it to other people.

Also, I met a volunteer at the store who had been in the Peace Corps in the 1960s (and she's still volunteering!). She'd served in India so we talked a while about all the ways in which things have changed (not for the better). She said she'd just read and loved the new Kiran Desai The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny, which I'd planned to read, because I loved Desai's last novel (was it really nearly 20 years ago?). So I came home and started on that right away.

Pic: A brilliant sky and the practical backlot at the Habitat gig today.

*I can't hear "nice day for..." without Billy Idol snarling "White Wedding" in my head every time!