November 28th, 2005

My favorite quote from Baba, Steve’s grandmother, this year: “Chickens are stupid. You have to be stupid to let someone trick you into laying an egg every day. On the chicken farm sometimes, I would walk into the barn and say, ‘Ladies, if you don’t have anything for me, then off with your heads!’”

Always What We Haven’t Got

November 10th, 2005

When I had a year of “free time” before Stevel and I got married, I was lonely and depressed. Now that I have a social life and projects and meaningful work, like I wanted, I keep wishing I could just ride my bike and watch crime shows all day. Not because I don’t love my friends and school and teaching, but because I can’t ride my bike and watch crime shows all day. You know?


November 7th, 2005

I haven’t seen a movie this haunting since “The Pianist.” Go. See. It.


November 7th, 2005

Stevel and I tried to set up a series of rewards this weekend for my making progress on the writing of my thesis. On Saturday, I enjoyed all of my rewards, even though I took a three-hour nap instead of writing my thesis. But yesterday I made great progress, and as one of my rewards, Stevel let me work on popping a pimple that had appeared on his arm some days earlier. I know this is very gross, and I’m sorry, but I had been feeming to pop this pimple. Stevel has a really practical way of dealing with his rare blemishes; he puts astringent on them, and they go away in a day or two. So this was a real concession for him. But alas, the pimple was too great. I worked that bad boy with pinchy fingers and with a needle, and nothing worked! As of this morning, the pimple remains victor. Stevel said, “You have met your match.”

She passed!

November 1st, 2005

The good news just keeps pouring in tonight: Tracey passed her final and is well on her way to becoming a real, bona fide NURSE. Congratulations to my hometown friend who I am proud to say I volunteered with as a candystriper back in the day, before she was allowed to give anyone shots!

And a happy belated birthday to Emily, who is always on my mind, but especially this time of year, as she is the queen of very original costumes (like “A Fuzzy Navel” and “Daylight Savings Time”). So great to catch up and celebrate our roomie’s new little one and remember old times.


November 1st, 2005

The Rennerling has arrived! Welcome, little Braden! (And nice work, Marisol.)