Thursday, July 26, 2007
Nothing is bending to my will, so I really have nothing to say, nothing positive.
I have had a long week of work, family and ernest.
I could use a break, so I'm flying to Dallas tomorrow for one!
Not. I'm flying to Dallas tomorrow to meet my parents and see my ailing aunt.
I can do without very ill aunts this year, thankyouverymuch.
I'll be back on Saturday with tales of yours truly navigating Texas. Wish me luck.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
I don't even like spam.
I was going to wax poetically about the cutting up a 30 lb fresh halibut and eating lovely grown from the garden produce, but that is so just going to wait.
click on the next blog, someone may be trying to sell you those gel candles or tell you all about their really boring day.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
How are you doing?
I'm up really late. Why? Because I'm not going to work tomorrow and I'm not flying anywhere! I'm going to Vancouver for the VFMF and even though I'm not crazy about the line up, its a good weekend to find a tree and read a book.
So what if the US dollar is crap compared to the Canadian dollar?
I'm hoping to hit the Granville Market round noonish, take some pics, grab some lunch, check into hotel and then not participate in the Birkenstock 500, but still capture my place on the hill to listen to the opening night show.
Its cooler here. I'm picking raspberries like mad, the garden is definitely drooping, but hopefully we'll get all watered before we leave town.
Yes, dear ones, the Ernestmeister will be in lock down.
Have a great weekend!
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Sunday, July 08, 2007
the swag bag and decent shirts
meeting becky and her friends from Dayton and finding out that they give good stuff at the end of the nike women's marathon (tiffany necklaces)
becky running to find out if one of the marathon runners was male or female, we, the other four had to know... she was female
the butts on the marathon runners - good incentive
the hills weren't that bad
someone saying "i smell bacon" around lake hills, and it did smell good
the great people and organizations that personed the water stations
the bagpipe player
the lake hills starbucks and their samples of white blueberry tea at the right time
walking past some of the childhood remembrances of bellevue --- my mom's hair salon, my pediatricians office, my dermatologists (oh the benzoyl peroxide of my youth), my now accountant office
walking with J and her being a good sport towards the end
having my mom and dad at the finish line
Finished faster than I had thought, in a little bit of pain (hamstrings) and feeling pretty good. Took a nice long nap, moved a stove and did some garden rearrangement and enjoyed a nice grilled halibut nicoise for dinner.
August is our slacker month. We're doing a 10K or 5K towards the end and then Philly in two months.
Time wasn't too bad, I'm working on shaving a minute off each mile by September, this will require a little bit of dedication on my part, but hey, its way flatter and way faster.
I can't believe how far we've come since January!
Friday, July 06, 2007
Well, you really can't.
Seriously, that sucks.
Update: I put in my American FF number, which must of opened up the seat map for me.
I was able to pick up some decent seats on the top deck. I have only had one other top deck experience that I can really remember and that was sweet.
Hmm. I may actually go on this trip.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
I am sending off my passport today to get renewed. It expires in two weeks. I should have done it earlier, but between my own travel schedule and my parent's jaunt to the axis of evil, I just wasn't going to give it up.
Now I am.
I am freaking. To me a passport is freedom and a way out. It is a way to mark your citizenship and I am damn proud to have a blue one.
I booked a ticket to London for the beginning on August to see if that will help expedite it. If it doesn't show up in three weeks, I go off to the passport office and get one on the spot. I also will get two nice days in England to do as I please. If it shows up earlier, I can cancel my trip and just wait until September, when I am already scheduled to go.
Amazingly, I found availablity on BA for August.
The new passport pages are a snap. They even let you fill out a pdf on line and it prints everything out so that its legible. Probably speeds up most peoples' applications this way.
Monday, July 02, 2007
Today our security guard asked me if it was okay to board her 8 week old puppy
someone gave her as a present for three months, or until she moved into another
apartment that would take dogs.
A eight week old puppy shouldn’t be away from his mom and littermates, let alone sent to a kennel where it may or may not be socialized with other dogs or people.
I said give the puppy back.
I can’t believe that people do this.
Friday, June 29, 2007
Tonight, I sat at the dining room table and ate a dr. praeger's tex mex burger on a piece of whole wheat bread that I found lingering in the fridge while reading a cookbook and the instructions for our yoghurt maker that I am finally going to start using.
I used a placemat, cloth napkin, the table was cleaned off and there are lovely flowers on the table. This of course, all happened after I cooked pasta and veggies for Ernest who is still not eating his kibble.
I blew on my dog's pasta to make it cool faster.
See why I need a life?
Oh wait, the dog is making bell noises, its time to go on our 89th walk of the day!
TH is hopefully on her way home.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
TH is off to OKC, but I'm home and happy about it, so is the dog, but most of you know that already. Its on the wires and he's going to be on Larry King soon.
Anchorage was fun, the weather was great for the Mayor's Marathon and we finished. We have another half in two weeks and the next two track workouts and this weekend I will be working on speed.
I have to say, it was very lovely and strange to be in a city where I have happily transitted for many years, but never really stayed. Neat stuff there. I have to thank Miss B. for her excellent suggestions, Uncle Bob for his generous hospitality for Saturday night and the smartwool people for providing what I believe to be are the best socks for me. Not one blister in 13.1 plus miles (all that running back and forth).
Seafair should be interesting. It is really hilly, so that is what the guides say. I figured as long as J's dad meets us with our Sbux orders, we're dandy. I wonder if the blueberries will be ready by then?
I'm having a hard time adjusting to being at home, between being tired, my hormones, the heat and my lack of enthusiam for my current work tasks, it is going to be a long week.
Looks like J and I may be in Des Moines for the Des Moines marathon. It looks great and would give me the Central time zone without any ice storms. Its actually cheaper than Dallas because hotels are inexpensive and its nice and flat. The fact its six weeks after Philly and only four weeks before Seattle should give me some time to recover.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Yeah, another year goes by at the ESRI UC. I think this is my eighth official and my 10th overall. I am not wowed, as I commented on James Fee's blog.
Could it be the second year of cremora instead of half and half at the coffee breaks? I think so.
I spent the morning learning more about disaster mitigation and preparedness and the coffee at the OMNI hotel was far superior to anything at the SDCC.
Now, I am rewriting my presentation.
It should bore most to death as it is currently doing the same for me.
Tomorrow night, we're off home, drop off laptop to colleague on his way to Thailand for two weeks and then to Anchorage for the weekend.
Ernest is fine. I think. His fans are concerned.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
My upgrade to first class cleared at 72 hours, hers never did.
I gave her my first class seat and sat next to a lap child.
Before we boarded she said "I hate flying on the same flight with you but not seated next to you", I said that she could give 6B her seat and sit nextto me.
She said, not enough to sit in coach.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
I haven't backed up my pictures off my hard drive in six months. I have uploaded a lot of them to flickr, but I haven't done a big back up.
So today, this is what I do while I wait for software to load to my work laptop.
Remember this tragedy?
I'm still verklempt thinking of all the cool pics I lost. Then again, I can always go back and visit the Salt Lake contingent and the Steens - all in five days.
I started training with chuckit for the Seattle Half Marathon. I am going to try and get excited, I think I might want to move to the run/walk group as my goal is shorten my time, not to finish. I know I can finish, I just want to shave 30 minutes off my time. However, I see my Saturdays being sucked up with four hour walks and runs. Oh well, better than a poke in the eye and since that market is open until 2, I know I'll be able to stop and pick up my flowers at some point in time.
Other than that. I'm getting ready to leave. Everything is planted, just need to pack for work trip followed by Anchorage for the half. Paranoid us (not just me) thinks we should pack for both trips and in case we're delayed, just keep our bag of ANC stuff (shoes, running gear, mucklucks) with us in case we can't get home.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
I am so glad you have finally released a new album, but do you think in all your traipsing around the left coast, you could perhaps make an appearance in my area code. I am willing to travel one area code away, but do not have the strength to go further afield.
Yes, I promise not to sway and sing along to Willow. Okay, maybe not.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Originally uploaded by flora and flying
Not really, but I am tired and feeling a bit overwhelmed. C. pointed out today that ernest gets more traffic on his blog than I do. I am not offended in the least.
Check out my orange collection on my flickr For those who know me and TH, you can see who influences this part of our garden.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Imagine thinking you were going to Boise and to see that you are going to Paris instead. Ooh la la!
Check out Pat's pictures from the Inagural Flight from CDG-SEA!
I wish I could have been there.
I'm just waiting for Alaska to release me some award seats (yes, I am a cheap bastard).
I'm beat, there is no way to put it.
I was planning on working from home today, but that didn't happen and if I'm lucky and efficient, I can do it tomorrow.
I need some thinking time and it isn't happening at work.
TH is in California until tomorrow or Thursday or Friday. Who knows.
Next week is a bust with San Diego and Anchorage, I have four projects at 75% and I need to get them done and out the door.
I also need another two hours of daylight to garden, get the dog walked and me out in the vitamin D.
Hopefully, this weekend will do it for me.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Ernest has paint on his ears.
We are a family who did not really do DIY. My father is an excellent general contractor did an amazing job putting together all the contractors when they built their house. He knows who to get to do what job, but I never grew up doing much around the house. I gardened and did so with my father all the time.
TH grew up helping her father build bookshelves, painting and replacing windows she broke playing baseball.
I'm not going to say I love it, but I am glad I know how to do some of it now.
nm taking a break from satin, low voc blue bonnet love.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Maybe someone discussed with them with huge tax bite of capital gains if they plow that money right back into something (oh wait, there is that condo)...
Anyways, happy here. Our neighbor is not moving and peace has settled over the neighborhood.
Mony, your comments and suggestions are most helpful because we know we're facing something like that eventually.
Other than that, I have found a one level house that may work for my parents. Its reasonably (NOT) priced in the flossy neighborhood about five minutes from me (think large lots, million dollar views and four million dollar houses), five minutes from my work and five minutes from the store.
Me thinks it'll go over the asking price by 150K easy, so I hope it works out.
More later, I'm taking up valuable couch space and the dog needs it.
Monday, June 04, 2007
House next to us sold. Storage boxes are in place. TH and I are expecting the worse and hoping that it will be better. We're realizing that the never used driveway to the north of us will soon become a battle/construction zone and there will be a fence between us and our new neighbors.
That is of course, the worse case.
Something like this piece of crap that is currently behind and kitty corner to us.
Slated to go on the market for only $1.1 million! Just! The house next to it is no winner, but still.
So, we think of our contigencies, contact surveyors and pray that it doesn't get demolished.
Other than that, Ernest and I are painting the main floor bathroom. He has been very participatory. He escorted me to the hardware store to buy paint and tonight helped prime the woodwork.
Tomorrow, he gets to paint! I hope he likes bluebonnet for his ears.
I'm in the process of trying to find the least painful way to get my parents from Santorini to London and guess what, there is no way unless you want to fly Thomas Cook Airlines, so we'll all plod to Athens together and see what they can do for six or seven hours before they head back to London.
This travel thing, more than one person, is quite confusing. TH and I have it down to an art.
More on that later.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Thanks dickhead for making my evening.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
I found this email I replied to TH. Life before Ernest is what it could be entitled.
leave here on FRIDAY
arrive in London on SATURDAY
spend the morning scrumming for cheese (remember one thing, its a
saturday before christmas and all the
'chesters are in London for a dirty/shopping weekend), buy books (maybe
find some small place to do this)
take afternoon train to Paris arrive Paris around 7 pm
spend the night in Paris, scrub up , have a delightful dinner, eat ice
cream, watch the world go by, have reserved a room at the Madeleine
using 15K pts for Saturday night.
Depart Paris on Dimanche matin after eating our share of croissants, get
to St. Malo, putter around, pick up car, wander somewhere we have not
been and hope that the day trippers from London have departed. Maybe go
to the aquarium (lorenzo wants to go). (sunday all day somewhere)
Drive to Cancale or stay in St. Malo (sunday night).
Spend at least one night at Les Maisons de bricourt. eat fish, if we are
super duper lucky, the weather will hold and we can go tide pooling.
(monday and monday night)
Take train to paris on Tuesday, walk around, eat some more, replenish
macarons and cheese supplies, spend the night at jardins de l'odeon.
sleep in, get on the RER at St. Michel and go to airport on Wednesday.
I can't believe I once had the energy to do this.
I will miss their kids.
Anyone want to buy it and move to my hood? Ernest promises to let you pet him.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Let's hope for flip/resell for our sakes.
There are neighbors around us who still refer to the house as Grandma Koontz's house, her rose bush is still out front. I have been pruning it when the house occupants can't be bothered.
Does it make me sad that this house is a commodity?
Does it make me sad that our neighborhood is changing?
Does it make me angry that a house that has fine lines may be torn down to put in a house that will change our street?
Does it bother me that I don't even flinch when I hear that a rental in my neighborhood is going for 700K and some moron will buy it?
A little bit, I no longer have sticker shock, that is for sure.
Where do all these people who sell their houses for 700K move to? Certainly not anywhere else in the city.
Does it make me sad to see our street make up change?
Not really, we have some pretty cool people, I just hope they can afford to stay here. I like having families around, I like to talk to my neighbors. I actually like my neighbors. I hope that who ever buys the green house with the old apple tree in the back yard with several cat graves and the final resting place of Henny Penny will appreciate it for what it was, Mrs. Koontz's house.
Just trying to be optimistic folks.
Friday, May 25, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
I am going to Greece for my cousin's big fat Iranian/Greek/German wedding and trying to coordinate with my parents who are too tired to deal with thinking about another trip, my cousin and his lovely wife who are flying in from San Francisco and my brother, who is a whirling dervish of activity that is hard to pin down. The wedding is on a Saturday, but the partay starts in Athens a week earlier and wends its way to Thessalonki. Partay all the way baby. Unfortunately for me, I have a half in Philly and I'm not missing that or Morimotos for the world, right the Js?
I can't find an award seat that doesn't have me routed from sea-ord-lhr-ath-skg-ath-lhr-yyc-sea! Remember, I have status that opens seats for me when there are none and even I'm getting slim pickings. I don't even want to know how much that would cost me in cold hard cash. I have one ticket on american, but my dream would be to board in SEA wake up in LHR, take a nice shower in the lounge and then go off to Greece, but that ain't happening. I am trying all sorts of machinations on this one, all I know is I'm spending three days in Thessaloniki, two days in Athens, two days somewhere else (Rhodes?) and then heading home via London (ugh) unless something else pans out.
Or, maybe Paris, you never know.
I love my cousin, I love all my cousins, I just wish you could be teleported places.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Today, I did good things. I walked beat the bridge and had a great time with J doing it. I made manicotti, cookie dough, cooked up someother stuff,ran a bunch of errands and wasted hours on flickr. Seriously, seriously, seriously. I am so pissed.
So, new rules are no computer time other than 15 minutes on weekends.
Granted it sucked today weather wise, but still.
There is dog that was bored, a house that could use some sweeping and a couple of closets that could be cleaned while TH is bobbing around the ocean.
Dog is pissed because I forgot to pick up margarita mix for him today.
Oh, new photos from new camera on flickr. Yes, I bought the Canon SD800IS and based on what I've seen other people do and what I did today, it may work.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Its a cornmeal biscotti, great for eating on the go. I remember making this recipe a lot in the 90's (dating myself) and varying the dried fruit and nut mix. This time, TH requested hazelnuts and dried cherries, though I am partial to cranberries. I remember gesticulating with my biscotti in my hand on the way to work and Jacques who was visiting us lurching over the seat and taking away my biscotti. It was basset approved.
This recipe is my kind of biscotti, easy to make and without butter so it is lacks the crumb that some really like in a biscotti, but I dislike. TH also loves it baked once, not twice, which gives biscotti its name - twice baked.
Tonight, I took them out of the oven, she came over and pronounced them done. I cut them with a bread knife and by tomorrow they will be air dried enough to pack in her bag and go off to the far west - nearly the east if you are being technical.
Without further ado, the recipe.
Yield: 7 Dozen
|1 ½||cup||Yellow cornmeal|
|1 ½||tablespoon||Finely grated lemon zest|
|2||large||Eggs, lightly beaten|
|¼||pounds||Whole shelled hazelnuts (about 3/4 C)|
|½||cup||Golden raisins or any dried fruit |
1. Heat oven to 325'. Lightly oil and flour a large baking sheet or line it with parchment paper. 2. In a mixing bowl, whisk together flour, cornmeal, sugar, lemon zest, baking powder, and salt until well blended. 3. In a small bowl, whisk together 1/2 C water, the eggs, and the vanilla and stir into the flour mixture; the dough will be sticky. Stir in hazelnuts and raisins. 4. Divide the dough into 3 equal portions. On a heavily floured work surface, shape each portion into a log about 13 inches long by 2 inches wide. Place the logs 2 inches apart on the prepared baking sheet. Bake until logs are firm and golden brown on the bottom, about 45 minutes. Remove logs from the baking sheet and cool on a wire rack for at least 30 minutes. 5. With a clean serrated knife, cut each log into 1/2-inch-thick diagonal slices. Place the slices in a single layer on a clean baking sheet (you'll probably need to use 2 baking sheets). Bake until tops of biscotti are golden brown, about 15 minutes. Turn biscotti over and bake until golden brown and very dry, about 15 minutes more. Cool the biscotti completely on a wire rack before serving. Store in an air- tight container.
Source: Martha Stewart Living/October/94
Adapted from: www.astray.com
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
I went to Boston, drove to New Hampshire, went to Maine and then to New Hampshire for dinner last Friday. I would not recommend it for the faint of heart, it sucked the life blood out of me and no amount of dunkin donuts iced coffee (milk, no sugar) revived me.
I have been really really tired. My doctor and I are trying all sorts of new and exciting things, so we'll see.
TH is leaving town for Alaska! That means that E and I can eat popcorn for dinner and jalepenos for breakfast and listen to NPR all the time, well, mostly while deconstructing closets. We hope she has smooth sailing and seas. Just talking about it over dinner made me queasy. I spent a lot of time doing the same things she is about to do and I can't imagine ever doing it again. Then again, microscope work in 10' seas is always exciting.
It was hot here today. TH and I were going to Pair for dinner, but then she decided that eating outside was desirable to much adored mushroom bisque and small plates. There are very few restaurants in Seattle that are not located downtown or in a mall that have outdoor dining. Ciao Bella, located in the 98105, has a great patio (albeit on a busy street) and great vitello al limone so that worked for me. It was good, the best part was listening to the owner and his friends talking about Lazio football. TH decided that it felt truly like eating in Rome and that made her happy.
Ernest the puppy stayed home all day. He was super brave for a young basset and now is exhausted. Staying up all day to protect your home against maruding cats is hard work!
Other than that, nothing much, the published one is back in MKE, the parentals were last heard from on a train from Teheran to Mashad sharing a compartment with two meterologists. Imagine that, if only they could convey the information that their beloved daughter could talk storm surge with them...
I hope they are having a good time.
NM and her cousin emailed each other today making arrangements for our big fat greek wedding reunion. We both booked into the same hotel in Athens, isn't that wild? I tell you, great minds think alike. Now, I must perform the impossible and find a BA ticket to get me there and back with a stop over in CDG to pick up chocolate.
So, that is my wrap up. Nothing too exciting to report.
How is it going in your world?
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Is it something I said, or didn't?
Things here are fine. We're just wrapping up another exciting work week here. Papers are almost done and on Thursday night we're on our way to Boston and not such beautiful New Hampshire to deal with a family issue.
My family is fine, thankyouverymuch. My father met another 15 relatives yesterday and my brother has met close to 60 M&Js he had never met. Pretty cool huh?
I will just be happy when by brother texts me from Paris telling me he's okay.
I've been busy taking all sorts of pictures, you should check out my Flickr photostream and using my rss feed to see my new pics as I load them. Some are silly, some are really bad (those are the ones taken with my phone) and some are down right awesome. I'm contemplating buying a new point and shoot because TH will take the D50 to Alaska with her and goddamnit, I take pictures every freaking day.
Check out my contacts too, they take great pictures.
Well the dog is snoring, I'm ready to read something that doesn't pertain to hazard planning and scientific python and hopefully one of you will comment before too long.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Today my Khaleh Mehri called me to thank me for the email I sent this morning to her son updating her on what my family was up to and where they were in their journey. I know that by sending out an email to a core bunch of my mom's friends, their kids and my family, the news will get disseminated far and wide and fast!
The mommy network is an amazing thing. I know I have written about it before. These are a group of amazing women who went to nursing school together in the 50's and still remain amazingly close friends, well, maybe more like sisters. I cannot begin to explain their bond. They laugh together, they cry together and they mourn together.
They are also amazing in their ability to run to eachother in the time of need or find the resources through their networks to make sure things are done correctly. I cannot tell you how much we benefited from K.Mehri when TH's dad needed help and we were 700 miles away.
I love them all.
Friday, May 04, 2007
Thursday, May 03, 2007
I was able to leave my office and make it downtown and parked right in front of my hairs salon (you cut more than one n'est ce pas?) in less that 45 minutes this afternoon during rush hour.
Considering yesterday's news of traffic hell due to sink holes, traffic diversions, the relentless media coverage and warnings, I was flabbergasted. Busses signaled they were changing lanes, pedestrians did not dart out in traffic, drivers were less stupid than usual merging onto the freeway and Westlake was open on my way home.
I even managed to make it home over the University bridge and not fall in.
Sometimes this city amazes me, and in a good way.
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Yes, I had a bulkhead and yes, I'm sure I put my feet up. I know it is wrong, I shouldn't do it.
However, I can attribute this rash of pain to one thing ...
Kung fu hip - the hip that comes from kung fu kicking and kick box kicks that comes from crushing snails on retaining walls on our daily walks.
Damn, now I'm going to have to pull them off and crunch them, which takes more time and is not as satisfying.
Time to take some more advil.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
Monday, April 30, 2007
Ribbons of chocolate. April 2007.
Not much to report. Heard from everyone, they are fine and I'm very relieved.
Vexed by spreadsheets and contemplating my career choice. I never thought my life would be ruled with such things.
I'm looking forward to a mellow week - I hope.
Friday, April 27, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Gawd, where did the week go?
I was merely looking at the availibility of flying from SEA to Paris on an award ticket to pick up some more Jean Charles Rochoux and I am off a week.
I need that week back.
Then again, I could just screw American and fly BA in club for the same amount of miles, but put myself through the torture of LHR.
Or, I could just walk to Frans and buy some chocolate.
More on this later...
Sunday, April 22, 2007
What did you do?
I composted, didn't really drive anywhere (no where in fact), cleaned out my fridge, ran four loads of laundry, walked my dog four times, had a good conversation with my dear Pat and took a nap for my own conservation.
Hey, for us, every day is earth day. We compost, we minimize what goes into landfills, we think before we buy, we recycle, we minimize our use of electricity and we do it without any hoopla, any color adverts in the papers and without a big media flurry.
It just happens.
Other than that, we're enjoying ourselves here.
Ernest has been very busy (read his blog). I am killing snails left and right (have shoes, will travel). TH managed to get some work done today (yeah). We spent about thirty minutes today cleaning out the freezer and by god, we'll be done with the salmon, halibut, berries and lamb before the next batches come in! Well, at least closer than we have before.
I am so ready for the week to begin and be over.
Does that make sense?
It does to me.
Buhbye historical data in seventeen different formats! I am so done with you.
nm, exceling, zoning and interoperating in April 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
I met you again in my sleep last night,
these are days of slow boats and false starts.
Hearts remain under lock and key,
you will be the one to set them both free.
And yet people will tell you you're miles from your home,
miles from your home.
But that's where I want to be.
Out there searching,
out here fumbling,
out here waiting
for you and you for me.
The moon hangs like a question mark,
pale as milk, bold as a promise.
When will you share these sights with us?
When will we hold you in our arms?
Hmm. Where did we leave off?
Ah yes, we survived our half marathon quite nicely. The weather was great, the company delightful, the scenery spectacular, the tulips lovely, the food excellent and the asses on the marathoners stunning.
So, what next?
I am doing the 10K associated with the Kirkland Half and decided that I'll end up walk/running the Seattle Half Marathon on Thanksgiving weekend. Since I've decided to basically stop flying, its great. TH can run off to Brussels without me in November and October and I'll just stay home. She gets my upgrades and I get to train with Ernest.
Tonight we went to see the Cowboy Junkies. It was a strange show this time. Either I'm feeling younger or the fan base is getting older, but it felt like we were the youngest people there. I love them, but they did not do Ernest the puppy's song - Miles from our home, which is one of my favorite songs in the world and his AKC name - Oxboro's Miles from our home - Ernest the puppy.
The song is so important to me, I was seriously bummed. I can remember sitting in the Kirkland Performing Arts hall almost a year ago, knowing that the following day, Peter and I would be driving to Goldendale to pick him up. I just get verklempt just thinking about it.
I just couldn't wait to meet you my sweet boy.
Okay, other than that, I'm off to SFO tomorrow for a one hour commitment. I wish to god that I was paid like one of those people who gets flown to a one hour meeting, but alas, I am not, just have to go.
Yes, those taxes are done, money transferred and I'm feeling it today.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
First of all, I turned to TH yesterday and said "a year ago, would you ever have thought you would be carrying a bikini-clad rubber chicken to the car to entice your dog to follow?".
Next, it is spring here.
I am so happy. I could have done without the downpours of yesterday leaving me with a pile of wet sloppy clothing hanging on the line that I am going to have to take off now, spin and then throw in the dryer. The lilacs are blooming as are the fruit trees. Looks like our old cherry will mostly rejoin us this year. I am relieved.
I need to pack for my half marathon tomorrow. Desitin (don't ask), glide, three pairs of socks, ibuprofen, second skin, some power bars, sunscreen (always hopeful), some water and rain jacket.
Should be fun! Will be treated at the end by TH and Ernest bringing us back to Miss J's car.
Yesterday, I received a terse email from our homeless acquaintance thanking us for the 100 dollar donation we made to the Humane society when he had to surrender his cats for what we believed would be a fostering situation. It paid for their euthanization and cremation since they did not pass the old cat physical.
Like, when we found a home for them for the last nine months, kept them in food, litter and vet bills and then tried to find a fostering situation when he was incapable, we were being cruel and thoughtless.
Just call me nm, cat killer.
You can kill me snail killer. I have been forcing Ernest on long (1 hour walks) in the morning in the hood, just to kill snails. I need to know just how far on someone's property I can creep to pick up snails and bring them to the sidewalk to kill.
Would you as a homeowner be incensed if I was to pick snails off of your retaining wall or rockery or steps (the first two to your garden) to kill them before they get to your hostas?
I need to know.
I don't want someone coming out with their NYT and latte and beating me over the head with it and throwing hot caffeinated coffee at me. I drink decaf, that would be bad.
On that happy note, I'm going to sign off now until tomorrow when I will return to you aglow, in pain and done for the month!
nm, cold blooded killer according to few
Thursday, April 12, 2007
It has been interesting. My parents took risks in the mid 70's to buy more than they could afford at the time and to give their kids dream house to grow up in Seattle. They sold it to build a house from the ground up - a lovely place with a grand ocean view in So Cal .
They lived in that for while and then decided to downsize. It has been interesting to watch that process, they moved from about 4500 square feet to 3200 in So. Cal. plus another 900 in Seattle. It has been amazing to me to watch them pack up, move, remodel and move again four or five times in the same time I have stayed put here in the 98105.
Now, they are thinking about it again. This time they are looking for more room than they currently have, while keeping to their desire for one story home with a view, very few steps to negotiate and large entertaining spaces. It has been fun to wander the internet typing in requirements and seeing what comes up within or near my zipcode where money is less of an object than it would be for me. For now, I can drive by houses I love and think would be perfect in hopes that a for sale sign will pop up and that they will love it.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
I wish I had just decided that the life of science wasn't that wonderful at an earlier age. I hear what my friends in consulting make or in sales and I am gob smacked.
Anyone had a change of heart and decided that they were willing to give up their comfort zone in order to live a bit more dangerously - e.g. change careers at your midlife?;taking up paragliding, living somewhere cheaper or different; or take time off to figure out what you want to do?
I am tired of my comfort zone.
nm who just inhaled six mini meringues from le panier because they were there
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
We've recovered from Easter. I have found only one egg in the garden. I am impressed. Good job hunters. We missed some of you, next year, there may be an night time hunt.
Right now, I am just overwhelmed by the tax year (oy!), traveling next week and my half marathon on Sunday.
The weather is divine and all I can think of is playing in the dirt.
It is going to have to wait until next Saturday the way the week is shaping up.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
make that objective a reality
embedded in the recommendations
context of synthesis
proactively develop a new way to suppot scholarship
biodegradable sensor nets
metadata as a living evolving resource
bin up the recommendations
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
You know, bullshit bingo speak. Words that just make no sense.
She just sent me a bingo message. She also told me yesterday that there was talk of carbon neutral arctic research. I guess those researchers all going up to Greenland in April are planning on canoeing? I'll have to ask Miss S. next time I see her.
I am eagerly awaiting her five words of bingoness.
Never heard of bullshit bingo? Consider yourself lucky. If you have and want to play along, go here.
Monday, March 26, 2007
On Wednesday morning I leave for another VAF. This time in Savannah. It should be fun and TH has never been there. We'll catch up with one of her father's grad students who is now a professor and see more of the extended family.
If it wasn't so damn hot and muggy. I can't not abide by that combination. It makes me sluggish and it makes traipsing around looking at buildings and taking pictures harder work than it already is.
Ernest is going to the kennel. He suspects something is up because we have premeasured his food and washed his bed.
Mrs. El-hakim's third grade class project carpet (the hideous gabbeh carpet in Maria Teresa brown) we have in our in living room is getting deep cleaned for easter. It lived a pristine life while we were petless and now is quite well, doggie. The window cleaners are booked and my parents are coming up for a few days.
If only I could make work seem so organized, but that is the biggest challenge.
Unfortunately, I am involved in a project that keeps on throwing me curve balls, it seemed relatively easy at first, but oy, it just keeps on getting more complicated.
Oh well, maybe getting away from the office will give me some time to think.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
I found a weekend and it was marvelous. I walked off my twice mechanicalized (is this a word?) flight from SEA-SAN and told them to refund my ticket and went home, no problem!
My parents suggested this. I saw them on Tuesday, I will see them again in two weeks and I really couldn't be bothered with another weekend spent away from my own bed.
TH was surprised and so was Ernest. So were the friends that TH was planning on seeing and thought that I was out of town.
It was great. I gardened, walked the boy, cooked a storm, did my eight mile training walk today, saw some great friends, caught up with some reading and enjoyed a weekend watching Spring happen here - rufus hummingbirds buzzing around, jays nesting, ducks swimming in vernal ponds and skunk cabbages in their brilliant yellow, making me smile.
Yes, I missed my peeps in the 92037, but honestly, there is no place like home.
Monday, March 19, 2007
I'm off to surprise my father for his birthday.
He's a new year's baby and its the first No Ruz I have spent with my parents since 2002.
Here's hoping spring brings you all joy and peace.
Friday, March 16, 2007
If I liked to drink, that is where I would be -in the bag totally snockered. Instead, I took off relatively early, tired of looking at tiny screens of numbers and took Ernest for a looooooooong walk.
It did us both good.
He even let us eat dinner without interruption.
Wonders never cease.
All I can say is the if the weather this weekend is as nice as it was this afternoon, we're golden.
Rhodendendrons, do or die weekend gardening, taxes!, dog wash, Eats in Westwood village and getting ready for New Year.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Today Seattle vexed me. I have lived here 38 plus years and sometimes I just can't get over how much people find the mundane things about Seattle to be so freaking charming- traffic, cupcakes, cookware stores and little soap boutiques. I think these noobs as I will categorize them just can't realize that while Seattle tries hard, it isn't New York, so just give it up.
Parking downtown, the lack of affordable housing and the 16 dollar pizza will be the downfall of the city. It could also be the proliferation of the three dollar cupcake, but I'll leave that for the economic analysts to sort out.
In a perfect Seattle world or the one that the city, the blawgs and the chamber of commerce portrays life goes like this... Lets all take the bus or the streetcar to work, unless we can walk or rollerblade. We all want to live in the now artificially created South Lake Union neighborhood ( genetically engineered for only 750,000 to start) and buy everything from expensive boutiques. Heaven help you if you need a pair of of less than 10 dollar underwear or buttermilk after 10 pm or a pad of legal paper in case you have a thought that does not require a computer.
Then again, look at me, I am guilty of some of these things I detest. I got a sixty dollar haircut and two 16 dollar pizzas downtown and then fought traffic for 30 minutes just to get home, because some asshats on Eastlake don't abide by the no parking between 4-6 pm signs. Fuckers, I hope your side view mirrors get taken off by busses. Yes, busses, the bane of my existence in the District and downtown.
Enough of that.
I sometimes long for the pre-development up the ying yang, pre-Nickels, pre-Vulcan Seattle, the one I grew up in and the one I wish to god would return.
I know its gone, I just wish I could have enjoyed it more.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Catching my breath here. It has been a week and it is only Tuesday.
My spacebar seems seems to be having some issues orshouldIsay,myspacebarseemstobehavingsome issues?
I have caught a small cold from some unknown vector. Half the folks
at my meeting last week were sick. I am not amused. I am still functioning, however, part of me would be quite happy to curl up in a corner and take a nap. The other part would love to be staring at my computer screen trying to reconcile data formats and decide how to archive model runs.
Wow, what excitement my career has brought me!
I love my new very lovely macro lens. It rocks the free world, whatever that means.
I am going to California twice next week. It is a secret, so don't tell my dad.
Tonight was the eve of the last Wednesday before the new year (Persian New Year). I know I have blogged about it before, but this year, I was caught off guard. I did receive my Adele by Mail - Deluxe Noruz in a box kit for young Iranian women who can't get it together in time. Thanks Mom!
I just need to drop all the goods in my own containers and I'm done. The last few years we have been in Italy for Persian New Year, so I have managed to put assemble my travelling haft-sin. This year, I'm here sort of and I can't get things arranged.
It'll get done, trust me, even if I have to call every freaking bank in the Seattle area to find new one dollar bills.
Other than that, last week, Ernest turned one. He's quite adorable. Go see him here.
We're still doing the race a month thing here at floraandflying. Trying to convince my dear friends that the race for the cure is a decent day of running and walking and that we can all wear pink boobage enhancing shirts. I am trying to convince a few (ehem, you know who you are) that it is for a good cause). I may have to bribe them with boas.
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
There is a reason they hold meetings like this in places like this. You are trapped- free breakfast, hosted lunches and free happy hour. You have no reason to leave, you must spend the whole four days socializing with your peers. So much fun!
I still haven't figured out how I'm going to get a Waffle house mug.
I left the luau right after brick house.
Monday, March 05, 2007
Spanx are the greatest thing invented for women who don't want to wear hose and need control.
I still need to befriend someone with a car.
I have been chocolate free for almost two weeks.
I miss TH and Ernest. I wish I was home gazing at all my bulbs and running the boy.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Wow, what a big deal.
Other than that, I'm back from Paris. It was lovely, the weather was cooperative. We ate well. We managed to do things that we each wanted to do and we bought lots of chocolate.
We bought so much that I refused to go to Patrick Roger because I was sick and tired of chocolate.
What is with that?
So, while I sit here composing this entry I am nibbling on a few mini madeleines we picked up at the grand epicerie - these are matcha madeleines and they are to die for.
Fauchon has redone their Place de la Madeleine store and it has its own madeleine bar. TH loves my orange swirled chocolate ones and my mom makes a wicked vanilla madeleine, but the flavors at Fauchon were wild. Saffron, sesame, truffle along with coffee, matcha and framboise.
I'm going to have to pull out my molds and start working on my recipes again, because these are winners -- they are fast to make, hold for a while and are adaptable to a variety of flavors.
Here is a great discussion on different recipes and some variations. I have used the Williams and Sonoma recipe for years with great luck, just replace that orange blossom water with your favorite extract.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Looks like my birthday lunch locale is demoted to 2 stars.
Looks like my first 3 star restaurant has regained its 3 star again and I couldn't be happier.
Good job Ann-Sophie. I can't wait to stay and eat some time this fall.
Oy! Getting reservations will be a pain, but the food and the room, divine.
Hmm, maybe I'll try AirFrance this time.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
So far, we have done the Pacific and Mountain (well, does AZ count?), we have Eastern coming up and I think Kansas is in the Central.
Now, J has decided that we need to do the solstice half in Anchorage in June.
Okay. Sounds good.
Except that every hotel in ANC is full to the brim. I was able to snag a gov't rate, so we should be good to go.
I'll go from SAN to ANC in the same day.
I think we're crazy and I'm not sure I'm up for Hawaii this year, but I'll find it in me somehow.
I have been following the concept of the Compact for the last few months. I like it on one level, but on another it gets my goat. However, alot of the peeps that originally participated are middle to upper class professionals so it can't be too far off from my current lifestyle and leanings.
I'm trying to sort of compact my life. Partially due to end of the year spending and paying for it now and partially because we have too much crap. I'm obviously going to not recycle my cooking oil into hair conditioner, but I'll think twice and maybe three times before I consider buying something. Its amazing what you can not buy once you start analyzing the reasons behind your need for l'object du moment.
I don't know how you can compact and do work travel. However, I am thinking about it. I will admit I'm even compacting trips for leisure. Unless a trip has a purpose - bbq, a half marathon, a wedding or a concert is a reason, for pure mileage collection, no dice.
Yes, I'm trying to figure that one out as we speak.
Thanks for listening.
I'm off to bark at the ball too.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
This morning J and I met and did a fun 5K around Greenlake. Next month, we're doing a race for St. Patrick's day, the following month, we're thinking Vancouver and I'm even going to try and convince a group of bbq loving flyertalkers that a 5K in Kansas City will allow us to each drink one more beer.
So, our goal is to go from walking, to jogging to running. We'll probably not be the fastest peeps on the trail, but we'll have the most fun getting there.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Texture and contrast, March 2006, Seattle, WA.
What is happening?
I am very fine, thank you, just super busy.
Ernest and I did a nice bunch of walks today. Tomorrow I am sorry to say, he will not be joining me on the love 'em and leave 'em 5K, but we'll go to Greenlake earlier just to get him sort of tired. It doesn't really work. He will walk for three miles, come home, nap and then go for another three miles without even batting an eyelash.
Other than that, spring is springing here. Tulips, irises, crocus, witchhazel and forsythia are amazing to watch.
Bring it on baby.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Just thinking that maybe I'll stay a little more grumpy.
My office mate just left for a nicely paying position in private industry. Sorry to see him go, but honestly, he's young and needs to buy a house.
He'll do great.
I'll miss him.
Friday, February 02, 2007
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Thanks for your well wishes. Ernest is just fine after a spacey and clingy Tuesday night. He is currently getting ready for bed by jumping on his new squeaky dinosaur. He went to Mud Bay today (the place we can't even go into without the boy) and promptly made a basset line for the hard treats. We bought him a bag of soft treats instead. They are peanut butter and shaped like little gingerbread people.
How cute is that?
His breath is sweet, but he still is shy about showing us his gnashers.
Uncle Frank and Aunt Beth are working to put together a dental health kit for our boy. Maybe Uncle Frank wants to use Ernest as a after case for better gum brushing, afterall, tomorrow is the beginning of National Pet Dental Health Month. I wish Ernest had not taken it so seriously.
Great news from the state of Maryland. Looks like NKK is back in charge of things for another four years. Yeah! They got it right down both sides of the aisle.
Sad news from the state of Texas - Molly Ivins died today. Read some great things that she said here.
I usually disagree with Nancy Leson, our resident food critic. Today she dissed Rachel Ray. Tonight I made a great tortilla soup that I adapted from one of her cookbooks. I am not crazy about either woman, but I like her take on tortilla soup.
I'm off to San Diego this weekend to see my parentals and my uncle and aunt who are here from Germany. I'm not sure what we all have planned, but I have a feeling that I'll be dragging someone to the La Jolla Farmer's Market in search of some citrus.
I realize that my whole pantry is full of Trader Joe's foods. I can't imagine when that happened. Short of stuff I preserved myself, enchilada sauce, green chiles and some wierd ingredients, our staples all can be found at TJs. Yoikes. Things will change as we start growing our own and going to the market, but right now, it just works.
I even spied ibuprofen back on their shelves and TH has me hooked on their gummy vitamins. I hate taking regular vitamins and these are pretty decent and fruity as well. Now if they can only sell real butter puff pastry, aspirin, new mexico green chile and isernio's chicken italian sausage, we'll be in heaven.
Okay, I've rambled enough. I should tell you all that I have been remiss about taking pictures. I have no idea why. TH bought me the most amazing macro lens for the holidays and I have yet to really play with it. Maybe when Ernest is feeling better I'll get a close up of his teeth.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Turns out his vole breath is caused by excessive stick chewing which has caused a nice deep pocket of ick that requires anesthesia to take xrays, clean out said pocket and while we're at it, clean the rest of his chompers.
So, tomorrow am, we'll be freaking out until he wakes up.
Cross your fingers the root isn't injured or infected. He needs his teeth.
nm and e.dd
Sunday, January 28, 2007
All I'm saying is that if I was either stuck on a plane, at work or in California these past two days I would have been so pissed. Glorious weather here in the Emerald City. Enough to make you want to open your windows, hang your smalls outside to dry and start doing some winter yard clean up.
Oh wait, I did all that.
The rest of the week looks good, well, unless you don't like air stagnation.
I see a car wash in my future and many more smalls to be dried outside.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
I am still sick. Sick enough that I have not been at work for the last three days. That is sick for me. I come in with the dengue fever.
TH is better and thankfully took Ernest with her today.
Nothing much to report. We have crocii and snowdrops blooming. The hellebores are starting as well. I think I'm going to force some forsythia this week.
Has anyone been to Greece? I'm going in September for my cousin's big fat Iranian/Greek wedding. I'm hoping to spend 10 days there - mostly with my parents and then a few in London. I'm excited to go, not excited to plan.
How is that for a change?
Monday, January 22, 2007
Neither of us are impressed. I'm just a day behind her in the symptoms and I've already cleared my schedule for tomorrow. I'll probably work from home.
My computer came back from Melbourne with a lovely estate bottled Pinot. I'll probably wait to drink that, but I'm excited get some stuff tested this week.
Other than that, off to check on the perfect roast chicken again.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
Is this possible?
I am so hosed.
I cannot get this going. I will be up until I leave for SAT on Monday am just getting my presentation together for AMS. Why?
I just can't get into to it.
I just can't figure out what to say. Partially due to the fact that I am not doing the programming, but sort of managing the project and honestly, that makes it harder. A concept of operations will be fine, but not very interesting.
So, here I sit, totally rocking out to Blitzen Trapper, Final Fantasy, Bedroom Eyes and other bands featured on 3hive. I even bought a few cds today because I was swooning to the same songs over and over again.
I like that.
Well, short of a miracle, I will be in SAT with completed presentation on Monday afternoon, ice storms and what not be damned.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Ditto for San Antonio, should be damn cold, which is better than hot because it will be okay to bundle up and wear jeans and sweaters and down for my meetings.
Yes, I need a better meeting wardrobe. I am working on it, really!
Other than that, life goes on.
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
More of the white stuff and below freezing weather for the emerald city. I was at work and we had two inches of snail - hail and snow combined. Its not a meterological term, its mine.
So, my drive home was interesting because everyone was afraid to go up the hill to the main road. Granted tomorrow morning will be ugly because the road will freeze into sheet ice. I don't really need to go in, I can work from home, but I probably should make the attempt anyways.
Its strange these new fangled snow days. I remember as a child spending all night wondering if school would be cancelled or not and listening to the AM radio station with my mom in the morning to see weather our district and later our school was closed or had a two hour late opening. Now everything is posted on the web, I suppose its also announced on the radio, but the web just makes it easier but less suspenseful if you know what I mean.
The snow was perfect here, not too much, the roads are clear, but probably now icy. I have to leave in a few minutes to pick up my brother from the airport. All the plants are underneath their little blankets and covered with mulch, boughs and lit up with balls of christmas lights. It looks quite festive. The lemons have taken refuge in the front hall. I am looking forward to the building of the library in the next year or so so that they can be wheeled in for the winter.
I'm hoping that you are all snug in your homes as well.
Monday, January 08, 2007
In my other life I play an harried overweight cranky person (hah, had you fooled) that cares about what she eats. Today I had a great message board exchange about roasted chicken that ended with a recipe and some tips on making the perfect roasted chicken.
We eat roasted chicken once a week. TH likes dark meat, I prefer white. We eat it the first night and then make something with the leftover meat - usually some sort of casserole. The body goes into stock and is seen in a soup or base for chicken pot pie.
Recently my chickens have been a disaster - not very flavorful, too juicy (strange), undercooked or just blah. I started to loathe the idea of that bird for dinner.
My pal, Lili, turned me on to Sunset magazine's roast chicken recipe. This recipe was simple, tasty and everything cooked perfectly. I'm not one for big roasters, since there are only two of us most nights, but honestly, with these results, I'll be reaching for a six pounder next week and trust me, I'll never baste again. We served the chicken with a steamed artichoke and baked delicata squash from the fall harvest. Delicious!
Thanks Lili for the tip. We're on a streak here chez floraandflying, over a week with decent dinners and creative leftovers.
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Yesterday, we got an email from Ernest's peeps. There was no snow in Goldendale and the Gorge and we could drop the boy off in Vancouver. He always gets nervous when you pack his kibble with his squeaky, but he got in the car and off we went.
I had my purse (no money), my cell phone and a few sudukos. I was wearing polarfleece and yoga pants, as if we were going to TJ's not to drive 160 miles one way.
Anyhoo, we made it in good time. Ernest did not sleep a wink, TH insisted on lane changes. He hates lane changes.
We dropped him and off and since we're beset by basketball on Thursdays and Saturdays and the Seahawks, TH thought we should go to Portland to chill instead of sitting in traffic on the way home.
Smart she is, that girl. However, if I knew I would be salivating over Pearl Bakery brioches and Pix's tarte au citron, I would have worn pants.
Fun times, down to Pearl Bakery, up to Hawthorne for an uninspiring lunch at Bread and Ink, dessert at Pix (swoon), Powell's books for cooks and Pastaworks.
Portland (at least the bakeries) on my flickr.
Home in time to miss traffic and four episodes of To the Manor Born.
Life is good.
Yes, I miss the boy, he's settling in I suppose -Happy to see his sister and family and maybe a bit sad not be climbing on me while I'm settling in for a good read.
Friday, January 05, 2007
I am feeling quite poor right now.
I think its the beginning of the financial year that kills me. Full of hopes, dreams and great ideas.
I have managed to squander a lot of money last year or so it feels like. All I know is that I made a bunch as well and I have no debt.
This year, I'm trying hard not to squander and save more. I even bumped up my pre-tax deduction another 1.5%. Its a start. I'm up to 13.5% and then the other 15%, so really, its not that bad. Something like 40 bucks a month towards cat food for the future.
Could it be a house downpayment in taxes that I'm going to pay this year - that could be pissing me off?
Could it be my last three trips to Europe that were fun, but really not very necessary?
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
The rules - taken from Z...
“According to the rules… Each player of this game starts with the “6 Weird Things about You”. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says ‘you are tagged’ in their comments and tell them to read your blog!”
Six wierd things about me.
I am always thinking ahead, that is, I precalculate my moves, which means I basically can't monotask, which means I can't seem to get anything done 100%. I hate that.
If you send me a picture of your kid, I will never recycle it. So, if your child is now 15 years old, I still have the Christmas card you sent me because I cannot throw out pictures of children. It may be buried in a box somewhere, but not in the garbage.
I hate to have my pulse taken. Hate it, hate it, hate it.
I gag when I brush my teeth in unfamiliar surroundings, even 1000 dollar a night hotel suites. I cannot even bear the idea of brushing my teeth in public bathrooms.
I rarely skip to the end of the movie or book, instead I'll plod all the way through even if I hate it. I am getting better, but for some reason I feel this need to complete even the dreariest of novels.
I always call my parents, TH and my brother before I fly. I cannot fly unless I have talked to them or left them a message along with that, I will not erase voice mails left by my parents, TH or my brother while they are travelling, in case something happens to them.
Well, I have very few people to tag. I'm going tag Sheryl, Mony , Jen, Rachel and Mary.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
I have a seminar on Monday to give and AMS is in a week.
Where did the Fall go?
Anyhow, I spent a bit of today doing some more organization and purging at home. I have managed to make many things go away, but I am still stuck with the pile. You know, the pile that really is full of things that have no home.
I hate that pile.
I'm going to spend the next five minutes going through that pile and and winnow it down to a pilelet.
I did a great job on my cards today. I have a grocery bag of cards to freecycle. I even managed to sort out my watercolor and hand craft cards from the myriad of cards that I have collected over the years. I now have a nice pile of such things for my next invitations.
I also found about three hundred postcards that I bought and never sent. Right now they are in a shoe box. I'll just grab a pile next time I'm going to Alaska, Siena or Denver. Who knows, maybe you'll get one.
All I know is that I'll never buy another card again.
Next stop, wrapping paper.
Monday, January 01, 2007
I'm not here to bore you with resolutions. They are pretty standard. Save more, travel less, lose those now nagging 25 ! freaking pounds, lower my cholesterol (new for 2007!) and not take up smoking or intravenous drugs.
We'll see how it goes.
We had a lovely New Years lunch and remembrances of Rome sandwiched by two visits with some of my favorite young people in the world.
I'm off to see my other favorite young people now and then I'm going to organize something else.
I just reorganized my wrapping ribbon collection. We now have a very organized mailing center. Imagine that!
An addition to the resolution list: Burn more candles. We have more candles than I ever thought. I think they are dividing via mitosis, or is that meiosis?