Acclimating to Home Life

Today was the quintessential vacation day. A little lazy, a little productive, and a whole lot of warm, cozy, welcome feeling.

I woke around 10, a little early for me but I had stuff to get done. I ate breakfast while I watched re-runs of ER. It's my thing; in the summer I'd usually workout while watching two episodes but the winter makes me lazy.
I waited until eleven thirty to depart for the high school because I wanted to get there for Isabella's frees: 12:09-1:30. I remember those random blocks of time. What were they? A-N block? Whatever.

I first saw Roy and the Troll (Mr. Milowsky) before I saw the runt. It was strange being back inside those hideous walls, inside the oppressive cafeteria and walking by those annoying classrooms. Thank the lord I'm not in high school anymore because it's a prison. I felt a little old because I didn't know a soul there. Except for the current senior class, of course, but aside from that, everyone looked annoying and juvenile. Were they always like this? Was I always like this?
Oh right. I was too busy to notice; I was too busy being suffocated by Daniel's lips. In the alcove, back stage, in deserted hallways. Whenever we got a free moment. Damn. I sure as hell didn't miss much.

Roy looked exhasperated but glad to see my tired collegiate face. I also bumped into Ms. Morgan who looked as fried as usual. Her skirt was way too short for this weather and her age.

Isabella and I walked the familiar route to 79 Grove street. There were grand plans to bake cookies, no brownies, no cookies are easier. No Isabella's too lazy and tired to put any effort. What should she eat? I was beginning to feel dizzy.
Karen's roast beef and rice brought me back to the land of the living and away from the out of control series of highways and neurotransmitters that is the mind if Isabella.

I missed the smells of the house: garlic enfused with olive oil and mustard of some sort. A warm, bready smell combined with this air to make me feel like someone was always holding me and giving me a hug.

His room was immaculately clean. No wonder, he hadn't been there in a month and a half (I can't do math. I might not even be that long) His dad was doing taxes, from the look of his desk.

The two of us settled down to doing homework; Isabella APUSH and me Cell and Molecular biology. My how I love glycolysis...except not. In the background, we heard Eduardo cursing his viola music because it was the most insane senseless piece he'd ever encountered. I came in to grab my bag and saw Synphonia Concertante sitting on the stand and said "yeah that is an insane piece."
"Oh, dear no! I couldn't play that. Daniel picked this up last and just left it."
"oh yes, that would be HIS idea of some light viola...stroking."
Laughter ensued.

The hours slipped by and Karen arrived. We ate a wonderfully comforting meal of corn bread, rice, and salad.
"It's monday, I'm tired." declared Karen. Eduardo said nothing, but I could tell a witty retort was forming in the back of his head. And of course before the poor man had a moment to speak, we hear
"We did THEE MOST useless experiment in bio today!"
Something about agar plates and the Ecoli embedded and the experiment not working out. She kept getting plasmids and plastids mixed up. Whatever, the teacher didn't even prepare the experiment correctly because if she had the agar wouldn't have the bacteria embedded in the media.

I regailed(sp?) Karen with my thirty point jump on my Physics retake regarding Gauss's law and Coulomb's law. She puzzled over how we even attempted any of these problems without using integral calculus.
I just scratched my scalp at her and smiled.

All in all, it was a typical Pereira dinner. Grapefruit with lots of salt, fine, dark, German chocolate and wonderful conversation. Mostly about bio, spanish, drawing and painting, honors precalculus and some physics.

Eduardo gave me a ride home because it was freezing outside. They always take such good care of me! I felt, generally loved and rejuvinated. Not only did I get a lot of work finished with Isabella, but I was refreshed and wonderfulized by the environment.

I will probably be bitchy tomorrow as the QA exam awaits me. But that's tomorrow.
Tonight, I am content.