--Genesis 2:7 (NIV) [as if you didn't know]
I left work a little early so I wouldn't be late for my pottery class at the University of Maryland. I arrived just on time. I would have been early, except I spent a good 15 minutes wandering through the basement bowels of the STAMP Student Union searching for the classroom.
There are 7 of us in the class. Excluding myself and the instructor, I believe the average age would be ... erm ... 12. Ha! I kid. It is actually about 18. It's me and a bunch of BABIES! Oh, my GAWD, I felt so old listening to them babble. I figure, though, once we start on the wheel, I will enter my zone and the babbling will be like the waters of a cold mountain stream.
Anyway, yesterday, all we did was wedging (y'know, smooshing the clay to get all the air bubbles out). The instructor taught the "ram's head" method ... which is not the one I know. I was reminded that, since I learned pottery in Japan (and in Japanese), I do not have the correct pottery vocabulary. I told the instructor that I learned a different wedging method, called "chrysanthemum." She had no idea what that was. So I demonstrated. In English, it is called "spiral wedging." Ah.
The instructor then used the rest of the class to demonstrate centering and cylinder making. Next week, we will start using the wheel. Yay. I'm ready to make me some cylinders.
Apparently, as class participants, we also have access to the studio at any time during the Center's operating hours (except when another class is in session). This is very cool, since I will be missing at least one class because of my yet-to-be-determined vacation plans.
After class, I called Y. He was in his office on campus, so we met up and walked back to his place. We had a quick easy dinner of party leftovers. Then, we retired to the bedroom. He said he wanted to take a short nap of 30-40 minutes, and afterwards we would watch a movie. I knitted. After 45 mintues, I went to wake him up and he brushed me off.
So, I let him sleep. I knitted more.
At 10:30ish, I joined him in bed.
I woke up this morning, feeling like a visitor, like I was unwanted and in the way. I left as quietly as I could. And we'll see where this goes.