One Week Already? Wow. Here it is Friday already. Geez. Sorry I have been out of blog-mission. I will quickly try to throw thoughts down.

Washington D.C.
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Very good trip, ahem. One of the best getaways in my recent history, and not because of the City I love so much….rather my company. : ) Whod’a thunk it?

Left last Friday came home Tuesday. I WISH I was still there, for many reasons…leaving behind tedious Buffalo lifestyle of school-finals and working with beastly children are two reasons…not to mention I’m undeniably smitten. Yes, yes yes…reciprocal smittenness going on here. Alas…I’ve never had a man *fall* for me like this one has…he literally, fell, for me and sprained his wrist and messed up his knee. Poor guy, and on his birthday no less. (Oh, and by the way that was HIS phraseology) Aaaaah.

I was in a weird, place in the world mood while there….trying to make sense of it all, figure out where I am supposed to be going. I always said after I turn 30 and graduate from law school and there is nothing holding me back in Buffalo….then…then…well what? Cause this is happening in the next 6 months. Scary thoughts. I wonder if I am supposed to be someplace bigger for a while, D.C.? NYC? This line of thinking is different than the *I could move to Cleveland* line. Am I without something-someone holding me to WNY for a greater purpose? Do I need to explore metropolitan Jen before heading to Cleveland-Buffalo??? Ahhh the perpetual Jenwanderlust. I’m trying to keep my head in the present, but 6 months is pretty darn soon, and with each continuing day at this place of employment, I’m ready to leave…and I had a 3 day work week this week and have a 3 day work week next week and I’m STILL not feeling relaxed. The girls grate on my nerves. I’m sick of all the drama and the physical beating each other up over stupid crap. Last night when I came into work, the report was 4 fights in the cottage. Intimidation, threatening, assaultive behavior….yada yada…hopeless. Do I really think that any of these brats will ever change? On a good day I do.

So where will I go? What will I do? Can I afford to move or am I stuck? And all these thoughts are NOT including the possibility of having someone by my side…hell, I made sure I never had to worry about this before…and now…NOW? I don’t have a clue!!! : ) Funny how life works.

The one thing I DID get to do in D.C. was visit the Phillips Collection in Dupont Circle. The traveling exhibit was at the Albright-Knox this past year and I was enchanted. The museum itself is lovely. A wonderful, cozy, beautiful, intimate gallery. Since they are undergoing renovations, not too much was displayed from their permanent collection. I was disappointed with the size…but upstairs they had an exhibit “Surrealism and Modernalism” from the Wadsworth Collection in Connecticut…and I was amazed. All I can say is wow. My first glimpse into this world was back in the day “Studio in Art” class with Siskar in High School. I do not remember why I took the class, I didn’t need the art-music credit but I was so glad I did. Standing in front of so very many famous powerful paintings, made me feel quite humble. Salavator Dali, in person. Indescribable, I could have spent a day in front of that one…after spending the afternoon at the gallery I wanted to run from law school and paint…and learn technique and study the great artists and travel to art museums. Who the hell am I? : ) I pondered all of this with leather journal and mimosa in hand at Kramerbooks for a late lunch. Ahhh Dupont Circle.

Things I did not do while in D.C…See the monuments at night, in fact I was even asleep on the plane flying into Reagan National. Grrrr. The weather was cold and windy and gloomy…also see a live taping of Crossfire (which did not matter, because Tucker was not on that day)

And yet, I still managed to have a most wonderful, amazing trip…(big smiles)