So here's what my March has looked like so far:
Thursday, March 3: my students' book reports due (45 of them. ugh.)
Friday, March 4 - Tuesday, March 9: grade, grade, grade, grade, grade
Friday, March 11: last day of winter quarter, lunch with Center for Medieval and Renaissance Studies visiting speaker, speaker's lecture, straight to work
Saturday, March 12: wake up at 5:30am and drive to Marion, OH to adjudicate the DI tournament
Monday, March 14: my student's final exam (3 in-class essays)
Tuesday, March 15 - Thursday, March 17: grade, grade, grade, grade, grade
Thursday, March 17: heart attack because my computer won't connect to the internet and I can't submit grades. Go to work early to use chef's computer to submit them. Sigh of relief until I realize I still have 7 pages of my 15 page paper to write before the next day.
Thursday, March 17, 10pm - Friday, March 18, noon: write, write, write, write, write, submit
Friday, March 18, noon-4pm: put together application to be a facilitator at the University Center for the Advancement of Teaching's fall teaching orientation. Submit.
Friday, March 18, 4pm-5pm: practice the piece I'm supposed to play in Eric and Bethany's wedding. Curse my rusty piano skills.
Friday, March 18, 6:30pm: Eric and Bethany's wedding rehearsal. Have a heart attack because I can't remember how to play the piano.
Saturday, March 19, noon: get ready for the wedding. Still panicking about the piano thing.
Saturday, March 19, 2:30pm: wedding starts. Still panicking.
Saturday, March 19, 2:38pm: play the piano well enough that I didn't embarrass anyone. Feel like I could use a stiff drink.
Saturday, March 19, 2:44pm: Eric and Bethany married. Cue the party music.
Saturday, March 19, 3:45pm: receiving line finally done. Happy I'm not in the wedding party because I don't have to stand for a million pictures. Three family pictures and then I'm done. Find some punch, then go home and let the dog out before the reception.
Saturday, March 19, 6:46pm: Eric presented with a magnificent ball and chain by his friends at the reception. He tells them to have fun in Ohio, he's taking his ball and chain to the Caribbean.
Saturday, March 19, 7:30pm: Paul, Amy, Kyle and I plan our escape. Go home and put on comfy clothes, then go to the movies. Rango wasn't as funny as I expected, but it was fun.
Sunday, March 20: Sleep in
Monday, March 21: Spring break starts. Resolve to do absolutely nothing except read books on my Kindle all week. Get through a good chunk of A Game of Thrones.
Wednesday, March 23: Ikea and the Jeffersonville outlets with Amy
Thursday, March 24 - Sunday, March 27: still doing nothing. Finish A Game of Thrones.
Monday, March 28: School starts again. No more laughing, no more fun.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Kindle-ing the flame
I have been doing nothing in my free time except reading book after book on my new Kindle.
Posting will recommence when (if) the excitement of reading books for pleasure wears off.
Posting will recommence when (if) the excitement of reading books for pleasure wears off.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Fresh
Now that my kickin' bookshelves are done (trimmed, primed and painted by my lovely husband - my part was going through with a teeny tiny little brush to make sure there was paint in the recesses of the vine detail on the face strip), I decided to rearrange the living room a bit. It wasn't bad as it was before, but I'm notorious for getting bored and needing to move the furniture around.
It's lovely now.
And I still don't have a camera to take pictures of it.
So just imagine the living room with a gorgeous, glossy white bookshelf running around the top of two walls, with my desk under my neat book wreath against the bedroom wall, and the couch in the corner between the two windows. The rocking chair is by the front door where my desk used to be and the red leather chair is between the closet and bedroom. It's beautiful and airy and I love it.
Pictures soon, I promise.
It's lovely now.
And I still don't have a camera to take pictures of it.
So just imagine the living room with a gorgeous, glossy white bookshelf running around the top of two walls, with my desk under my neat book wreath against the bedroom wall, and the couch in the corner between the two windows. The rocking chair is by the front door where my desk used to be and the red leather chair is between the closet and bedroom. It's beautiful and airy and I love it.
Pictures soon, I promise.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Chilly/ Chili
It's cold and icy this week in the Midwest, and I'm loving everything about it except the having to go out in it part. This morning, though, I braved the weather to go to campus for my students' lecture, and now I'm back home and snuggled in until tomorrow (unless, of course, the administration takes pity and gives us a snow day. Please, Lord, let them take pity).
My plan is to start a big crock pot full of chili for dinner and then to sit on my couch and read the book I'm presenting on for class tomorrow (unless, of course, class is canceled. See prayer above). I figure if I count on a snow day and goof off there's a good chance we'll have school, whereas if I read this book and I'm well prepared, it'll be canceled. Unless, of course, the universe cottons on to the fact that I've figured out how to circumvent Murphy's Law of School Closure and outwits me by having campus open tomorrow after all. But I suppose in that case I'll have read the book, so it won't be too big of a deal.
But first, chili and tea. Afternoons like this make winter worth it.
My plan is to start a big crock pot full of chili for dinner and then to sit on my couch and read the book I'm presenting on for class tomorrow (unless, of course, class is canceled. See prayer above). I figure if I count on a snow day and goof off there's a good chance we'll have school, whereas if I read this book and I'm well prepared, it'll be canceled. Unless, of course, the universe cottons on to the fact that I've figured out how to circumvent Murphy's Law of School Closure and outwits me by having campus open tomorrow after all. But I suppose in that case I'll have read the book, so it won't be too big of a deal.
But first, chili and tea. Afternoons like this make winter worth it.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Not one of "those people"
This is probably a better facebook post than blog entry, but I've already posted on facebook once today and I'm really trying to keep pretending I'm not one of *those people* who gets on facebook every five minutes.
Sometimes you just have to wash your face, make a cup of tea and get on with it.
Discuss.
*picture here
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Crazy
I like the word 'crazy.' It implies that things are a bit out of control (or at least out of the ordinary) without necessarily implying that that's a bad thing.
It's also Paul's nickname for me. Make of that what you will.
My life's a little crazy right now. School's in session, I'm teaching and taking some labor-intensive classes (including one called "Violence in Early Modern Europe," which I think it's simultaneously awesome and ridiculous. I'm getting paid to take these classes? Really? I took Old Occitan last quarter. Have you even *heard* of Old Occitan? I hadn't either).
Paul and I are slowly but surely making progress on the house, but my camera finally gave up the ghost, so I haven't taken any pictures lately. We finally installed my mad cool bookshelves above the bedroom door and wrapping around to the front corner of the house, and they make me happy every time I look at them. We also put in a proper thermostat, replacing the old, scary mercury-filled one. One of the next projects on the docket is to finish cleaning out the garage (which is full of left-over wedding stuff, Paul's tools and stuff that won't fit in the house, wine-making supplies, gardening tools, soil, mulch, pots and I don't even know what else) and to make a proper tool bench.
Oh, and we adopted a cat.
Just noticed that you can see both my awesome book shelf and our new thermostat in the webcam picture. It's almost like I meant to do that.
So truth in advertising, actually *I* adopted a cat. He's supposed to keep Penny busy during the day while we're at school and work. Judging by the papers I regularly find strewn on the floor when I get home, I think it's working.
Doesn't she look innocent, though?
It's also Paul's nickname for me. Make of that what you will.
My life's a little crazy right now. School's in session, I'm teaching and taking some labor-intensive classes (including one called "Violence in Early Modern Europe," which I think it's simultaneously awesome and ridiculous. I'm getting paid to take these classes? Really? I took Old Occitan last quarter. Have you even *heard* of Old Occitan? I hadn't either).
Paul and I are slowly but surely making progress on the house, but my camera finally gave up the ghost, so I haven't taken any pictures lately. We finally installed my mad cool bookshelves above the bedroom door and wrapping around to the front corner of the house, and they make me happy every time I look at them. We also put in a proper thermostat, replacing the old, scary mercury-filled one. One of the next projects on the docket is to finish cleaning out the garage (which is full of left-over wedding stuff, Paul's tools and stuff that won't fit in the house, wine-making supplies, gardening tools, soil, mulch, pots and I don't even know what else) and to make a proper tool bench.
Oh, and we adopted a cat.
Just noticed that you can see both my awesome book shelf and our new thermostat in the webcam picture. It's almost like I meant to do that.
So truth in advertising, actually *I* adopted a cat. He's supposed to keep Penny busy during the day while we're at school and work. Judging by the papers I regularly find strewn on the floor when I get home, I think it's working.
Doesn't she look innocent, though?
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Life after the wedding
What with the holidays and all, I got a bit burned out with the wedding posts. I might put up a couple more with some more of the ceremony and reception or some photobooth photos, but I'm trying to get into the habit of blogging more regularly and I'm a bit bored with wedding stuff.
'What?' you say? 'Bored with wedding stuff? But your wedding is supposed to be the happiest day of your life! You should spend the next 10 years poring over your wedding album and wishing you could still fit in your wedding dress! How can you be bored?!?'
Confession: I was accused of being the anti-bride during the six weeks we spent planning our wedding. While I did a lot of the traditional wedding-y stuff (spent hours and at least a year's worth of dexterity in my right hand stamping our invitation envelopes, bought trellises and little tissue paper poofy things to decorate the 'ceremony site', had a bridal shower and a hen party (that included cheese AND chocolate fondues, When Harry Met Sally nail painting and a sleepover at my house), we also did some not-so-traditional wedding-y stuff. Like planning on having the entire shindig in our combined backyards and crossing our fingers that it wouldn't rain. And cooking all the food ourselves. And making my dress from scratch, painstakingly sewing together panels of cut silk taffeta flowers by hand (a project that I could not have done alone by any means - thank you again, Kate!) Or how about getting flowers from our favorite vendor at the farmer's market (who gave them to us for free, since it turned out that their anniversary is the same as ours) and having the lovely Amy make boutonnieres for the guys because she just happened to have worked in a flower shop for a few months last year?
So maybe there was some truth to the anti-bride thing.
Honestly, though, as much as I absolutely loved our wedding, and as much as it was one of the happiest days of my life to this point, I'm ready for what's next. I'm ready to work on feathering our nest, and planning for our future, and having adventures and continuing to learn from each other. So I'm hoping to start using this space to chronicle our present and speculate on our future together, rather than to dwell further on how fabulous our wedding was.
...
Even though, really, it was pretty fabulous.
'What?' you say? 'Bored with wedding stuff? But your wedding is supposed to be the happiest day of your life! You should spend the next 10 years poring over your wedding album and wishing you could still fit in your wedding dress! How can you be bored?!?'
Confession: I was accused of being the anti-bride during the six weeks we spent planning our wedding. While I did a lot of the traditional wedding-y stuff (spent hours and at least a year's worth of dexterity in my right hand stamping our invitation envelopes, bought trellises and little tissue paper poofy things to decorate the 'ceremony site', had a bridal shower and a hen party (that included cheese AND chocolate fondues, When Harry Met Sally nail painting and a sleepover at my house), we also did some not-so-traditional wedding-y stuff. Like planning on having the entire shindig in our combined backyards and crossing our fingers that it wouldn't rain. And cooking all the food ourselves. And making my dress from scratch, painstakingly sewing together panels of cut silk taffeta flowers by hand (a project that I could not have done alone by any means - thank you again, Kate!) Or how about getting flowers from our favorite vendor at the farmer's market (who gave them to us for free, since it turned out that their anniversary is the same as ours) and having the lovely Amy make boutonnieres for the guys because she just happened to have worked in a flower shop for a few months last year?
So maybe there was some truth to the anti-bride thing.
Honestly, though, as much as I absolutely loved our wedding, and as much as it was one of the happiest days of my life to this point, I'm ready for what's next. I'm ready to work on feathering our nest, and planning for our future, and having adventures and continuing to learn from each other. So I'm hoping to start using this space to chronicle our present and speculate on our future together, rather than to dwell further on how fabulous our wedding was.
...
Even though, really, it was pretty fabulous.
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