
^ Picture I (re-)posted on FB yesterday for happy birthday and love declaration!
After work yesterday I met Eric at West End Tavern, and we were joined by some church friends, Neil, Dan, & Luisa (Who i forgot to get a picture of! D: ). We had a gobzillion drinks at West End while catching up on everyone's lives & then talking about the political psychology stuff I've been reading.
I was explaining some of the different moral systems/personality traits/etc that differ between liberals and conservatives, so I opened evernote to reference my notes, and they snatched my phone and were like DO YOU TAKE NOTES ON THE BOOKS YOU READ??? "Yes, how else would i organize and remember all this information!?!" and they were all "Omg, I want to be Ameya when I grow up!" xD I loves my peeps and their appreciation of the depth of my nerdiness.

Luisa & Dan had to both leave at some point, but Neil stayed with us all night, and we eventually left West End for some food (though we had birthday-brownies, fries, and pickles there, lol). After much debate we ended up walking over to Rio because Eric was craving some Queso. He then gorged himself, and when they brought out a birthday Sopapia for him, he was distraught that he wanted to eat it, but was too full.

It's okay though, Neil & I ate it! They both grew up in Colorado and looked at me like I just said I'd never had bread before when I said I'd never had a sopapia, so they inducted me. I don't normally eat honey, plus I'm trying to be vegan, buuuuutt birthday + drunk = I let neil honey up the sopapia & i ate it. Was yum!
Eric didn't feel up to driving home, so we left his car downtown and I drove us home, where we immediately collapsed into the nice warm snuggly bed and fell asleep. It was 11 and that was way past our bedtime!
I'm super glad I was able to make sure Eric had a great birthday this year, since I did nothing last year + he's been so great to me (and again, he pays 100% of our rent right now, so it's the least I can do!)


I'm Ameya. (Uh-may-uh,) meaning "limitless" or "boundless" in Sanskrit. I declared this my name (and have since been called by everyone except my elder relatives) at 14, because I wanted a name with a meaning, and I chose this one as a reminder of the limitless nature of human potential. I used to box myself up with all these limited ideas of what is "possible" or "probable" and I would get really depressed, as I am a big dreamer. So, this name became a constant reminder to myself that I truly am capable of anything, regardless of my circumstances.
When I was 21 I got married to Jeremy. At 22 I had our son, Killian, now 3 1/2. I was a crunchy mama, I'm still all about breastfeeding/cloth diapering/attachment parenting, Montessori style parenting, etc, but I am more instinctual than dogmatic about anything. He and I separated in November 2011. Killian splits his time 50/50 between us, and he goes to the amazing daycare in my university & spends a fair amount of time with Jeremy's parents as well. Hopefully this summer (2013) J & I will finally fill out the paperwork for an official divorce (i want my last name back!) but I don't speak legalese or have the resources to have someone make sure there are no shenanigans on my behalf, so i'm dragging my feet.














