Bye ’11, Hi ’12

A few favorite memories from 2011:

Having my parents over for brunch and playing Scrabble

Celebrating the Feast of St. Catherine in Siena, Italy

Watching the sunset from our balcony in Positano

My birthday in wine country

Picnicking by Lake Edith in Jasper, Canada

Burning Man: biking late night with Colin all the way to the trash fence and discovering art in the deep playa

The BBQ we hosted in LA

Ordering half the items on the menu at the Shake Shack, then dancing with Keith until 2:30am at the Industry Bar in NYC

Taking my nephews shopping at Toys ‘R Us

Belting out tunes at a piano bar in Phoenix

I’ve given quite a bit of thought to my resolutions for 2012, but the list keeps growing and I’m already starting to get overwhelmed. That’s not good!

I want to read more which is a cinch because I’m a fanatical reader to begin with and 2 book clubs keeps me busy.

We’re planning a trip to Morocco in the first part of the year and I’ll be in NYC in May for work, but I want to do so much more. I’m trying to get the ball rolling with friends and asking them for places we can go together fairly easily. Anyone else up for Portland, New Orleans, or Austin?

I say this every year, but I swear, we’re going to volunteer this year. I’ve got action items scheduled in my calendar to ensure that we do that. We’re a couple blocks away from Glide. Plus I’ve had my eye on an organization that does outdoor activities with mentally-challenged kids on weekends to give their parents much-needed time off.

Last time I went to the doctor for my first physical in years, the nurse asked how many hours a week I exercised. I told her I didn’t exercise. She furrowed her eyebrows, no exercise? No. I run a race every quarter so you can say I exercise, I dunno, an hour every quarter? Not sure how hard that is to write down in my medical record, but you’d think I’d given her a quadratic equation to solve. So on that front, we’re locked down for a couple races already. I’ve also ratcheted up my flexible health spending dollars so I can do acupuncture consistently. Loving that.

As much as I love eating and trying out all the new hot spots, I’m on a mission this coming year to discover all the places that are yummy that are inexpensive. Yesterday, I discovered a coffee spot one block away that also serves the BEST banh mi vietnamese sandwiches for $3. I’m already thinking of hitting them up every morning before I go to work. Fresh Brew Coffee at 882 Bush Street. TO-DIE-FOR. Park in front, stick a quarter in the meter, and get your meal to go.

But the one thing that I’m resolved to do is this: practice. In my formative years, I was always practicing something: piano, dance, a foreign language. Every day, I want to practice something, anything. And that’s where I’m getting confused. Should it be writing since I could surely practice that craft more.

I thought about learning the very practical Spanish language, but someone told me (and I fervently agree) that to really become fluent in a language you must move to a country where that is the main language. Otherwise, you’ll never really get it, or you’ll lose what you learned because you’re not ingrained in it, so that’s a waste.

I thought about taking an art class like painting, but I’ll probably be more frustrated than interested.

Also thought about taking up dance, but to practice, you need a big open space and our small apartment wouldn’t make that easy.

Lastly, I discovered a singing class two blocks down taught by an actress who teaches in SF and LA. Get this, she has all her students take singing classes first even if all they want to do are her acting classes. Something about how singing helps you project and become more aware of your body. Fascinating. We’ll see how much she costs.

So many options…so much ahead for 2012. Extremely excited.

UC Berkeley English Department

I was reading the UC Berkeley English department newsletter and was extremely proud to learn that the department boasts the highest number of professors to receive the university’s Distinguished Teaching Award.

“It is the highest teaching honor given by the university, and the selection process is rigorous: nominated candidates must pass through a meticulous review of student evaluations, course histories, grade distributions, statements from former students, and teaching philosophies. Finally, the candidates who emerge from these rings of fire are visited in class by members of the Academic Senate-appointed selection committee, who in turn debate the relative merits of each candidate before selecting the few deserving recipients. As a result of this stringent selection procedure, in the fifty or so years the award has been given, only about 240 teachers have won the thing. And among those 240 are 25 English professors. To put that figure in context, 25 is the same number of times that the second and third most awarded departments – Electrical Engineering & Computer Science and Law – have won the award combined.”

I read through the list of 25 and recognized 5 names. I took classes from 4; I noted the class I took next to their names. And I was advised to major in English by the passionate Julian Boyd. I will forever be grateful to him as I think majoring in English was one of the best decisions I’ve made in my life.

1980 Anne Middleton – Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales

1986 Janet Adelman – Literature in English

1993 Julian Boyd – advisor

2002 Jeffrey Knapp – Shakespeare

2009 Mitchell Breitwieser – American Novel

It’s so easy to dismiss English as a fluffy major, even at a prestigious school where the program is ranked #1 nationwide. At the time, I too, did not give the major the attention it deserved, splitting my time by double-majoring in a more analytical subject. And that, is probably one of my biggest regrets.

“The best English teachers are able to provide remarkably new insights into the most familiar materials…this mixture of enlightenment and estrangement may be unique to teaching literature. Reviewing the teaching philosophies of past DTA winners, a trend quickly emerges: English professors repeatedly stress the importance of questioning, uncertainty, and paradoxes as roads to insight. By contrast, faculty from other departments overwhelmingly emphasize the importance of having a firm grasp on the topic – thoroughly understanding the issue before attempting to communicate it to students. Of course, there’s nothing incompatible about a thorough understanding and an eye for complication. But unlike those subjects in which a teacher’s ability to explicate means the difference between success and failure, in English, explanation alone is insufficient.”

Christmas at Notre Dame des Victoires

I’ve been going to Christmas mass every year for my lifetime. I’ve waited in the cold to get in. I’ve smooshed up to others to fit into a pew. I’ve gone early and waited an hour beforehand. What a waste of time! Didn’t matter whether I was in Alameda or San Francisco. There have always been crowds of Catholics needing to get their Jesus fix.

This year, we walked down the hill to Notre Dame des Victoires in the city. I was thoroughly annoyed at Dean because we were running a late. “We’re not going to get a seat!” I screamed as I puttered along in front of him. We showed up at 9:01am on Saturday Christmas morning and the priest practically escorted us to a vacant pew. The place wasn’t even a quarter full. So surprising, also because the pastor is pretty bad ass with his homilies. I call the rectory to ask which masses he’ll be presiding at.

Never have I seen a place so under-populated on Christmas. Unbelievable. Plus they had a reception afterwards. Cheese, crackers, cookies, sliced meat, juice, and coffee. Yeah!

Now you know. A place where you don’t have to fight the mad crowds which I have very little patience for.

Book Review: Out Stealing Horses

Out Stealing Horses by Per Petterson is one of the books recommended by staff at Green Apple. Me + Bookstores = Dangerous. The number of unread books I have continues to grow. I’ve still got Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro from Green Apple and I just picked up The Imperfectionists by Tom Rachman from the Books Inc on Haight. I also picked up the most recent issue of the Harvard Review plus I have two book club books to read before all of that! Can I become a highly-paid professional reader?

Out Stealing Horses is a Norwegian book translated into English by Anne Born. This book is similar to reading Walden Pond because the narrator decides to take up residence in the deep forest away from people. Sadly this book is unlike Walden Pond because it is straight up depressing. Whereas Thoreau wanted to suck all the marrow out of life, the main character here named Trond, has practically had the marrow sucked out of him and, in my opinion, he’s distant and apathetic. So he complements the cold Norwegian weather. Trond did not resonate with me at all. Gawd, I felt cold reading the book.

This book has won a handful of prestigious awards. I can understand why as it’s beautifully poetic albeit depressing. Less dialogue, more description. Little action, but at times, a page-turner.

Onto the two book club books.

Happy Hannukah

I must post this picture of my friend’s adorable daughter with the menorah I got her when she was born. Too cute!

Christmas Festivities

I love Christmas time. Does it get any more festive than this time of year? This year seems to have zoomed by along with December so I feel like I didn’t get a chance to do everything I love doing like having holiday tea at one of the big hotels, ice-skating in Union Square, or watching the Symphony.

But I did manage to catch my nephew sing as part of the Golden Gate Boys Choir. The choir is comprised of elementary and high school kids from all over the Bay Area. They had a concert at St. Francis in North Beach, singing all the classics: O Come, O Come Emmanuel, Hark the Herald Angels Sing, the Little Drummer Boy, O Come All Ye Faithful…

In addition to singing, they had bellringers who were the bomb. Older kids who played Carol of the Bells and the Coventry Carol. So amazing. I’ve never heard the bells played before. Click on the link below to a video.

Golden Gate Bellringers

I also got front row Orchestra seats to the San Francisco Ballet’s Nutcracker which is supposed to be one of the best Nutcrackers in the world. We read that the first full-length Nutcracker in the U.S. premiered at the SF Ballet. Plus I adore ballerina Yuan Yuan Tan who played the older Clara. You won’t see anyone like her. The day she announces her impending retirement (she’s getting up there), I plan on watching every ballet that she’s in. It was a Tuesday night and it seems like all the SF dwellers made it to that show (I saw a bunch of people), including one of my exes who texted me.

2011 Burning Man Holiday Party

Burning Man had a kick-ass holiday party at an historical mansion, the William Westerfield House, on Alamo Square this year. Gorgeous, fun, crazy, free-flowing booze, gift exchange… Not sure how that party can be topped. We didn’t even realize until several days later that there was a band playing in the basement! Bummed to miss that, but so many areas of the house to explore. Here are some pics.

Money Monday: Retirement

I stopped contributing to my 401k earlier this year when I maxed it out, but I don’t plan on making a contribution to the plan ever. Not a cent. I don’t even know what the formula is for accessing that money. Don’t you have to be a septuagenarian or close to it so as not to be penalized? And by the time we middle-agers reach that age, we should count on the rules changing and working until we’re octogenarians. It’s retirement Catch 22.

That’s supposed to be the American dream? Maxing out our 401ks and living off of that while we whittle away playing bingo at the old folks’ home. No way.

Here’s my genius plan. By the time I’m 50, my mortgage will be paid off. Once that’s paid off, I’ll continue to rent it and use that rental income to pay for the ex-pat life I plan to lead in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico. The location is up for debate, but I won’t be in this hell-in-a-hand-basket country, that’s for sure. I had lunch with a friend who said he is scouting out foreign real estate to buy. That’s a smart guy right there.

Anyone else have non-mainstream retirement plans or purchased real estate outside of the U.S.? Let’s hear from you.

How to Avoid Fecal Coliform Bacteria on Your Next Flight

There’s a great article in the WSJ today about all the disgusting germs on a plane. I’ll summarize some of the key points.

There’s bacteria all over the bathroom surfaces in planes so don’t just wash your hands, also use a hand sanitizer. That right there makes me think you should always have Purell on-hand in your purse. Also, those bins in the security line that you put your shoes in? Do you think they ever get cleaned? Disgusting, huh? Once again, use Purell.

Open the air vent and direct flow just in front of your face to deflect germs and breathe filtered air. News to me: HEPA filters on jets capture 99.97% of bacterial and virus-carrying particles.

Disinfect tray tables with wipes before using.

Seat-back pockets are often stuffed with tissues and napkins, or worse—the unknown. AVOID.

Hydrate since dry mucous membranes are far less effective at blocking infection. Drink water and use saline spray.

Change seats if possible when stuck next to a cougher.

Avoid pillows and blankets.

Info taken from Scott McCartney’s article in the Wall Street Journal.

Pictures from Arizona

This goes to show how bad I am at taking pictures. My camera barely leaves my purse. I always forget to take photos!

I only had a handful of pictures from the trip.

This one cracks me up. A guy in a van flagged us to pull over while we were driving. When we pulled over, he showed us his seafood goods. Too funny.

Check out this house that was all bejazzled for the holidays.

Me n’ Blow-up Santa

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