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And I'm Spent

Tuesday, June 26, 2007
1. I had great sushi last night at a place called Uchi. It was totally swank and delish. The seaweed they used was different; it was white with what looked like seasame seeds in it, instead of green.

2. Today I went to Schlitterbahn with Smart Start kids. I got up at 6:30am to go to the church we were borrowing the vans from in West Austin. I drove the van through rush hour traffic to Brown Elementary, picked up about 9 kids and drove to New Braunfels for the day. We had plenty of helpers this year, which was great. Late in the morning I was looking after two little girls when one of them flipped over on the slide she was going down and busted her nose. She was fine at first until she figured out she was bleeding. The water dripping down her face diluted the blood and made it look a lot worse. She started screaming "Sangre! Sangre!" The only comforting thing I knew to say was esta bien, so I kept repeating that over and over again. The lifeguard gave me some gauze while we waited for the first aid people, so I held it up to the girls nose for her while we waited. This meant I got blood all over me. The first aid people got there and when they realized that this little hispanic girl was in fact not my daughter, totally freaked out. We all went to the first aid station to clean up. As we were leaving, they stopped us and said they needed to fill out an incident report. This meant they needed the little girls name. And I had no idea what it was. I was watching these girls for another chaperone. Whitney (she works for Smart Start) was there and crouched down to ask the girl, "Que es su nombre?" She answered, "Crystal." Crystal what? We don't know how to ask for a last name. We guess. "Crystal Garcia?" "Si si!" Ok then! Those first aid people probably think I am totally ridiculous.

3. After I drove the van back (again during rush hour) I went to sculpting aerobics class with Whitney. I haven't ever been to an aerobics class attended by a boy. Why is this context of exercise so dominated by women? Something about it even seems inappropriate for men. As Whitney said, "I can't really see men being motivated by me cheering, 'C'mon pump your arms!'"

4. Emily is so nice to me. We are currently watching Season 1 of House and the current season of So You Think You Can Dance together. ¡Qué divertido!

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Blogger schupack said...

haha. Crystal Garcia. good story :)

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