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May 06, 2004

Back in Boston.

Well, Iím back in Boston now, after my brief jaunt to AZ and Coachella.

And honestly, I am tired of talking about Coachella, so if you wanna know about it, go talk to someone else who went. The most important things you should know about this music festival is: it was very very hot, there were 12 hundred million people and Thom Yorke is my boyfriend. Oh and also...fucking Jeff Tweedy.

I have to admit, Iím a little apprehensive about my move back to Tucson. Iím EXCITED, but nervous. There is a reason why I moved across the country and stayed here for 4+ years, and it isnít just because of school. I just hope that Iíve grown up enough to be able to handle being thisclose to my family again. I love them and Iíll be glad to have them around, as long as they donít make me too crazy. Especially when it comes to raising my son (I still giggle whenever I say ďmy sonĒ because it feels so surreal and delicious and foreign).

In case you havenít noticed, I have peculiar ways of living, loving and loafing and those ways arenít always agreeable to people, in particular my family. I am a bit ďoff-kilterĒ to them. I donít want anyone intruding on the way I parent. They all have their way and I have mine. I get enough grief about my lifestyle and the choices I make, and I wonít have that spilling over into my methods of childrearing. I will speak up and tell them to butt out if I have to, but I donít want it to come to that. My relationship with them has reached a very steady and nice balance by being farther away from them. The distance lets me live my life and do my thing and be the christa that I am, so this move and our sudden close proximity threatens that balance.

I am sure it will be fine. And Iíll only be there a year or so, because I have to come back to Boston to finish school. I can handle it for a year. Iíll be so busy with Rye that I wonít have time to worry about my family.

Itíll be great being around my friends, thatís for sure. It makes me very happy how excited and happy everyone is about Ryland. This boy already has so much love. It makes a girl happy.

Posted by christa at May 6, 2004 02:46 PM


You know, Christa, I really truly love the name Ryland but I just can't seem to get into calling him Rye. All I can think of is rye bread.

Posted by: Marianne at May 6, 2004 03:01 PM

Every time I think of his name, I think of "The Catcher in the Rye". :)

Posted by: Michelle at May 6, 2004 03:54 PM

I love calling him Rye! Even calling him Rye Bread I think is cute. I don't know why. it doesn't really remind me of rye bread but my dad calls him that now and it doesn't bother me. "commere rye bread!" it's cute!

so is ry-guy.

and michelle hit it on the head--catcher in the rye! It's my favorite book in all the world and his nickname is rye and I don't sound all pretentious and lame by naming him holden, but I still get to honor the book.

it works out great!

Posted by: christa at May 6, 2004 05:11 PM

Yeah, I think of bread, too. But then again, bread is delicious. Although I don't care much for rye bread. I'm conflicted. Name him sourdough.

Posted by: Morgan at May 6, 2004 05:18 PM

Your dad is funny. Remember how my dad always used to call you Crystal just to piss you off? HA!!

Posted by: Marianne at May 6, 2004 05:21 PM


Posted by: Shotgun Smith at May 8, 2004 02:45 AM

Just want to remind all you loafers that this is Christa's first official Mother's should all send appropriate gifts (money being quite appropriate).

Posted by: Marianne at May 9, 2004 12:17 PM


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