mmm...food

Well, I have eaten a single piece of peanut butter toast, some tortilla chips, a bean/rice/chicken burrito and a small side of lettuce and tomato today. I'm hungry and debating heading out to the grocery store even though it's the middle of the night almost.

I woke up somewhat late this morning (nine) and didn't have much time to linger over a feast-like breakfast (hence the peanut butter toast...which I did not drop on Pic's head). We finally saw Ms A and Mr J again, after so many weeks of not seeing them. We even remembered to bring their housewarming gift, which has lived with us for some months. (Their joint birthday gift -- we're relatively not-rich and they share a birthday month -- remains an inhabitant of La Casa B, though. Oops.) We all met up at the climbing gym and we took Pic climbing for the first time. She loved it! It was great to see her scale the wall and then learn to come back down. She does this frog-legged descent thing which cracks me up. She was good for probably over an hour before she was ready to do something else (namely, run underneath another climber and then proceed to have a meltdown...quickly followed by me also having a meltdown). We didn't bring the camera (who knows where that is in this moving-in madness?) but Cardo did get a picture with his camera phone. I just hope we can figure out how to get that picture onto the computer somehow. We're starting her early and I'm hoping she'll stay hooked because this is a great family (and friend) activity. I never thought that I'd be a climber, and, well, I'm not yet, but I may call myself one someday. Pic has inherited this natural ability (dare I say, or even talent) from Cardo, which is nice.

After climbing, Cardo, Pic and I ate lunch. When we got back home, I curled under some blankets on the couch and listened to National Treasure (which Cardo was watching). I woke up and decided that my uterus hates me and wants me to die, so I went back to sleep. Once I finally dragged myself up (sleep, unfortunate as it is to learn, does not cure cramps), Cardo curled up on the couch to sleep. He's been there for almost five hours now. He'll be up at some ungodly hour, unable to get back to sleep. I'm actually kind of waiting for him to get up so we can eat some freaking dinner in the middle of the freaking night.

I just got off the phone with my sister. I had called to wish my nephew "Happy Birthday!" but he is at a concert with Uncle B. It was great to talk to Auntie L, though, especially because we haven't talked in so long. She was making a kitchen masterpiece (my niece said the chef-d'oeuvre* looked like someone threw up on it...I'll give more detail after tomorrow). We also discussed Trader Joe's. Oh how I miss Trader Joe's. I haven't been in so long, but a trip is imminent. I need toothpaste, shampoo and facewash. And think of all the ridiculously yummy food I could buy. Okay, now I'm sufficiently hungry. I think I'll head over to the store and then come back here and watch an episode of Murder, She Wrote and think about sleeping later.

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* I have a 'word-of-the-day' screen saver and this term was from a few days ago.

full cold moon

We'll see how and if the full moon affects the performance tonight. I'll keep my fingers crossed.

I think we're going to go ahead with the Netflix deal. I'm strangely giddy with the possibilities. We don't need satellite here! Okay, so I think I'll be wasting tons of time very shortly creating a queue of movies/television shows I want to rent. And, hey, even if we get the most expensive plan, it's still cheaper than the satellite.

Okay, so I have to go finish getting ready. I already had to don some pants because someone not looking for me just came to the door. I actually first debated whether I could answer the door wearing only my boyish underwear and oversized t-shirt, but, well, my t-shirt isn't that big.

I'm debating wearing a dress tonight, but I might freeze somewhat to death and I can't get much done if I'm somewhat dead, now can I? Also, there's the issue of shoes. Argh. If other people could just refrain from looking at me, life would be so much easier.

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P.S. YEA for internet at home!! (Excessive capitalization and multiple exclamation points, oh my.)

oh how i've missed you

Okay, so the move is over. Well, as long as you count many of our items still living in the various boxes piled around the apartment as a move being over.

Anyhow, I haven't had internet access at home since Monday, and I'm still waiting. I've been pretty calm about this. It's not like I don't have eight-three million other things I need to be doing aside from checking blogs. But checking blogs is waaay more fun, for the most part.

Last night was opening night of The Alchemist. Tonight is closing night. I'd like to say that last night went off without a hitch, but, hello, it's theatre. So, yes, there were hitches. Some forgotten lines, a broken set piece, a mispronounced line that was repeated four times (just to make me cringe every time, no doubt). However, there was also the adlibbing. The adlibbing was great and funny and just completely proved that no matter how much they complained about not understanding Jonson, they really do.

I think tonight will be a lot more packed. I just got confirmation that two more people will try to make it.

This semester is finally winding down. I have one paper and two classes worth of grades due next week. I have to finish my writing sample and personal statements and get applications in for next year (so entirely not my idea of fun in any way).

I just want to be finished, finish moving in and take about ninety hours worth of naps. Hahahaha...not ever going to happen. Ah, well.

So, I hope to see more people at the show tonight. Have a great weekend all. Oh, and keep your fingers crossed, please, that we have home internet access by noon, as we were told we would. [I totally just typed 'wood' there. Maybe I should take a nap now.]

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P.S. We also no longer have satellite service at our apartment. We don't want cable. So, we get a few channels and that's it. I'm pretty happy as long as we get PBS. I'll miss TLC (for What Not to Wear) and USA (for Monk and Psych), but I'll get over it. Cardo will miss the Discovery Channel and the History Channel, but he'll get over it, I hope. We are thinking about subscribing to NetFlix. Any thoughts on the service? Thanks.

and we're still off...

The move is still on and going pretty strong. Okay, well, maybe not that strong. There isn't much left to do. Mainly cleaning and moving two more biggish things that I can't fit into my car.

It's weird being in the new place. Last night, I told Cardo that I felt like we were in a hotel room (although larger than any hotel room I've ever been in). He looked at me quizzically (really) and I had to explain that it didn't feel like we were "home" yet. I figure we'll be moving relatively soon anyhow, so what will I do if this does start to feel like home? SSDD, right? Yep.

The move has been interesting. I have been finding stuff in weird random places (like my one pair of skimpy little panties in the middle of the floor or Cardo's slippers mixed in with Pic's toys). Also, I have been not finding other things (like my phone charger -- I will be without telephonic [yeah, yeah, not a word, I don't think] devices tomorrow as my cell will be dead and our stupid telephone service provider's systems were down when we tried to transfer service before the weekend got underway).

Tomorrow will be a freaking longer than long day. I only teach one of my classes, but I have to present a paper. Be prepared for hugely unspectacularness. I am still composing. Yippie-chi!* Cardo was surprised when I told hime I needed today to compose. He wanted me to clean out the kitchen in the old place and I told him, "Okay, but then I have to work on my paper." He looked at me, shock writ large on his face, and said, "I'll just do it then." Okay, butthead, nice mastering of the old guilt-trip. So, I took a few hours out to gather crap from the old place and move it to the new one. After school tomorrow, I'll clean the old place so we can give back our keys Tuesday morning.

I was really worried about the garage and all of the crap in there (including an extra car engine...when I asked Cardo how much it weighed, he told me "Some"). However, we have friends with superpowers. A few of them came over this evening and knocked out that mess in about an hour. Freaking marvelous!

Our apartment still is a disaster zone, but it will be for quite some time, I'm sure. We're both up to Cardo's eyeballs in crap that must be gotten accomplished. Ah, well. Hey, if we never unpack, our next move should be much, much easier. But, we do have to at least unpack the kitchen, though, because I want homecooked food so badly that I've been close to tears several times over the last couple of days. We've been eating out a lot in the last couple of days. Considering our financial status, this means a lot of Taco Bell and El Pollo Loco (all hail the cheap pseudo-Mexican food!).

Well, I have to get back to my paper. CdP awaits me. (I'm writing on Christine de Pizan -- my third subject this semester -- and I've taken to affectionately calling her CdP.)

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* This phrase has a story behind it, but it is way more interesting if I just leave it a mystery.

and we're off

Moving day is upon us. Okay, so it's almost over. I don't have much time to share right now because Cardo is waiting for me to bring the rest of our sheets and some of our food over.

I do have to say, though, that moving in the outfit I wore to graduation isn't all that great. However, when I got back from graduation this morning, the clothes -- and, more importantly, shoes -- I had set aside to do the heavy work in had disappeared. I'll find them in some random bag or box in the next few days, but in the meantime, my feet are going to hate me. While some boots may be made for walkin', the ones I'm relegated to aren't necessarily so.

I'm repeating to myself, "We're alright, we're going to be alright. Everything's alright." Really, I should be subsituting "I'm" for the "we're" because I'm trying to reassure myself that I'm going to get through the next two to six weeks okay. I'm not entirely sure of this though, what with the move, PhD applications, general end-of-semester stuff, planning next semester, beginning my major grad project and just being a mamma, wife, friend, sister, daughter, auntie and me. Argh and ugh.

Okay, Cardo's going to get suspicious, so I should head back.

yonis aplenty, yonis galore

Boy howdy! [That phrase cracks me up.] Talk about a conversation piece. I wonder how many people would comment on this lapel pin and how many would try to politely avoid glancing its way?

Oh, and here's a link to a vulvalicious pillow. Yes, vulvalicious...their word, not mine.

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I got to the first item from Mighty Girl and the second through one of the comments on that post.

blog sprint

Yesterday's One Minute Writer prompt:

If you had $100,000 to give away, to what person(s) or organization(s) would you give it?

Um, duh, the holder of my student loans.

Yes! I finished one of these in much less than one minute. I'm elated. Now, I can sleep. Almost.

Tomorrow is moving day. A couple of days after that is my day to present my still very sketchy paper for class. In a couple of weeks, this semester will be over (thanks be). Not that this affords me a break, but who ever really gets a break? A day after the semester ends is the big sterilization consultation. I'd really just like to have some kind of procedure performed on one of us already.

Much later this month marks the trip to see los suegros (Pic's never met them). Then, off to Monterey? Wouldn't that be loverly? (Just like lots of choc'late for me to eat.)

Ah, and now I must sleep. Or do Pilates.




One of my favorite actors ever...Audrey! (Although not her voice, as she was hoping it would be.)