This country mouse has arrived back home, and despite the rather jarring sight of coming around the corner and seeing a gigantic FOR SALE sign in my yard, I've never been so delighted to be back. Oh my holy heck, it is so LOUD in New York City. I swear that by the time I left, I could feel my brain vibrating. One more day in Manhattan and I feel certain that I would've developed a nervous twitch. There's so much about the trip that I will share tomorrow---from the conference itself to my baby-snatching propensity---but tonight I have to tell you about the trip back home. I am not a good...
Tonight I: spent an amount of money on dinner that would cause me to curl up in a little ball and hyperventilate if it were not a business expense, walked enough to give myself a few impressive blisters, and was stepped on by a very drunk man who veered into me on the sidewalk. Yes, I can see why people find the city so irresistible. (But it is a pretty neat time, here. Today I liveblogged a session and met a bunch of interesting people and had a massage at a cocktail party, and how often can you say THAT? It kind of balances out the being stepped on by a drunk part.)
Friday I had my final meeting with the surgeon who did my breast biopsy last year. As much as I've been enjoying these every-six-months mammograms and subsequent check-ins with her, the time has come to say goodbye. For one thing, it's been a year and the boobs seem just fine. For another, I'm moving. (I know, you forgot, because I have only mentioned it every other sentence for the last four months or so.) So I went in and had an appointment just like every other appointment I've had with her (don the paper shirt, get felt up, talk about how everything seems fine and we should keep...
Hello! We are in Georgia. Drowning. Hey, kids! This is where we're going to live! Isn't it GREAT? Over here we have... mud. And over there... more mud. Also, there is lots of rain, and the sky is a gorgeous shade of gray. ARE YOU EXCITED? Oh, the weather will let up in a day or two. It's just that we got in late last night and had to get up early today and have been running around and I JUST NOW had a minute to stop and go to the bathroom, whereupon I discovered that my hair was four times its normal size. But at least I'd been wandering around like that all day. The trip itself was almost...
I thought I had it all figured out, today: Chickadee was invited over to a friend's house for "as long as she likes," and I had made plans to bring a friend over here for Monkey. My day would be busy, but manageable. With the children occupied I'd be free to finish up getting ready for our trip, doing my work, and cleaning the house. HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. There were too many things crowding my brain. I made a rookie mistake, thinking this was going to make it all work out okay. First of all, I had to spend the early part of the morning trying to convince the kids to eat breakfast, get...
I thought I'd take the weekend to get a handle on the fifty thousand aspects of my life which are slowly spinning out of my grasp, and then by tonight I'd be feeling so much more in control of everything. HAHAHAHA! (Also, a blind man walks into a bar. He says, "Ouch!") Anyway, I stepped away from the computer for two whole days, and my life is still... well... whatever it is. So apparently I cannot blame any of my current issues on blogging. Which is too bad, because 1) that would be easy to fix and 2) it's always entertaining to read someone blogging about blogging, or, alternatively,...
Do you know Jen? She's a lovely woman. Delightful. I enjoy her very much. Or, rather, I DID. Not anymore. Because now I know that she's a foul temptress bent on destroying civilization as we know it. You see, Jen thought she'd be doing me a big favor by inviting me to join LinkedIn, and she raved to me about how great it is, so I went ahead and signed up. And she was right, she WAS doing me a big favor, in much the same way those guys who tell you that you should just try it because one little bit won't hurt you are doing THEIR friends a big favor. I have fallen into LinkedIn, and I can't...
Periodically Otto and I discuss the things which we feel will be important to us, as a couple and as a new family, once we're all living in the same house. For example: Otto feels it a crucial matter of family unity that we all enjoy watching Mythbusters, whereas I am mostly trying to impress upon him the mileage that can be gotten out of regular foot rubs. One of the things we quickly reached agreement on was our mutual desire to attain a healthier lifestyle, despite the fact that both of us are generally happier sitting on the couch eating pie than jogging. Now, Otto and I both really love...
Yesterday was a VERY EXCITING DAY, because something unprecedented happened. I went to Marshall's and found TWO pairs of jeans that FIT! And I would've happily paid any amount of money for those jeans, because my quest for ass coverage has become so dire that my normal penny-pinching ways have been downtrodden in favor of my new philosophy, which is: SPEND IT ALL if it means having pants to wear. But the heavens shone forth and the angels sang and my generous bounty cost me under $15. Total. It was a difficult decision, yesterday, whether to write the Love Thursday post I went with or one...
