I love my neighborhood

I gotta say I think we live in one of the coolest neighborhoods in the city. On the way to the grocery store yesterday, we stumbled onto the local summer arts fair. Of course, I was in heaven checking out the works of gold and silver smiths from around the country (Nashville, DC, Maryland). This wasn't you typical chintzy art fair. We also saw a live glass blowing demonstration. This place, see www.makingglass.com, had several ovens and a kiln set up where they blew glass for us, the captured audience. It was very cool. I asked William if he would ever want to do something like that, but he said he'd be too worried he'd burn himself. Actually, I was surprized that will all that heat and molten glass in a confined area that no one got burned. The glass blower really made it seem kind of effortless though and his assistant didn't get in his way or burnt either! :)

We returned from our Indian baby shower intact...only 250 people though. :( It was very much like a wedding but not as long. We did meet up with most of the Kenya group when we were there though. We all sat at the same table and caught up on each other's news. This time, I didn't feel out of place because I'm not Indian, but rather because I wasn't wearing a sari. There was a sea of beautiful women in beautiful, colorful saris. I'm buying one for my next Indian event. Besides the food and visiting, the shower consisted of much ceremony involving the mom to be. There were several stages to the ceremonies to ensure that baby Patel will be happy, healthy, and wealthy. :) At about 8 months pregnant, Seema was a real sport through it all when I am sure she could have really used a chair and a footrub. :)