Thursday, July 30, 2009

Meme, because I felt like it.

Have no idea if I did this one yet; probably in some form. But, I'm bored.
  1. What time did you get up this morning? 6:50AM
  2. How do you like your steak? medium
  3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? National Treasure Book of Secrets
  4. What is your favorite TV show? Real Housewives of (fill in the blank), but not Atlanta
  5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? Canada
  6. What did you have for breakfast? 1/2 can of diet coke
  7. What is your favorite cuisine? Thai
  8. What foods do you dislike? fennel, raw onions, liver
  9. Favorite Place to Eat? Right now, Bangkok Gardens ;-)
  10. Favorite dressing? Authentic Caesar, good ranch
  11. What kind of vehicle do you drive? When I do drive, it's whatever the rental company gives me... or else my mom's Hyundai. Don't like American cars, though
  12. What are your favorite clothes? I like wearing skirts, but don't do it often
  13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? Paris
  14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full? 1/2 full
  15. Where would you want to retire? My hometown
  16. Favorite time of day? Mid to late evening
  17. Where were you born? Eastern Canada
  18. What is your favorite sport to watch? hockey
  19. Bird watcher? much more than I used to be
  20. Are you a morning person or a night person? night
  21. Do you have any pets? nope, except for my mom's cat back in Canada
  22. Any new and exciting news you’d like to share? I don't think so
  23. What is your favorite childhood memory? Pretty much any Christmas, Easter, or summer
  24. Always wear your seat belt? yes
  25. Been in a car accident? yes, but I swear it wasn't my fault
  26. Any pet peeves? people who walk 2 and 3 abreast on the sidewalk, or stop to have a conversation in the middle of foot traffic
  27. Favorite pizza toppings? pepper & mushroom
  28. Favorite Flower? lilies
  29. Favorite ice cream? anything caramel-esque; mint chocolate
  30. Favorite fast food restaurant? tie between McD's and Burger King
  31. How many times did you fail your driver’s test? once
  32. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? Clark's shoes, Le Creuset, any jewelry store
  33. Do anything spontaneous lately? Do spontaneous purchases count?
  34. Broccoli? yes
  35. What was your favorite vacation? Honeymoon; trip to TO to see Little Bro
  36. Last person you went out to dinner with? Hubby
  37. What are you listening to right now? Internet radio
  38. What is your favorite color? pink, green, purple
  39. How many tattoos do you have? none yet
  40. Coffee Drinker? heck yes, unless pregnant (I completely lost the taste for it when I was carrying N.)
Which reminds me... I have a cup outside the lab waiting for me...

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

I wonder...

This marks my third post in a week (how people blog 365 is beyond me) and I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that we've finally finished the move. It's not to say there aren't other things stressing me out, but I feel strangely settled. I was talking about it with Hubby last night - we feel like we fit into this new apartment much faster than any other place. Usually, when I wake up in strange places (ha!) I'm disoriented, and the feeling lasts for at least a week. Never happened once in our new place.

Must be a sign, I guess.

I'm trying to look busy, because I really have nothing to do until my experiment comes down tomorrow morning. I might take my book and my yarn and go in search of coffee until Hubby is done for the day. It's raining out, and there's nothing more miserable than trudging down the street with the baby in dreary weather by myself to go into an empty apartment. If I wait for Hubby, we all get the bus together, N. charms everyone around him as his daddy makes faces, and we can walk home together and sit in the kitchen and start dinner together.

I'm also a bit anxious today, truth be told; Mom told me last night she's taking the cat in to be checked. He's been losing weight lately, although she says his personality isn't drastically changed. He is 13, though, and I worry. He's mellowed out in the past few years, but did have a checkup 18 months ago, and got the all clear. He hasn't had regular exams, though, since he can be a demon when people go near him (they tranq'd him through a towel, so he could get his needles, more often than not in the past few years).

He's never been a cuddly cat, but he's a fixture in the house, and he's Mom's baby. I hope he's OK.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

All better now

I sent Hubby back over to drop the keys off at the old place; I couldn't bring myself to go back for fear of having another moment and turning into a blubbering idiot. So, it's done. I've made my peace with leaving, and it's a weight off my shoulders to have it done (after hanging on to two apartments for two weeks). Hubby got to go back and have his own moment, and we're good.

Bezzie's right - as post-docs, we're professional nomads for the time being. I'm trying to embrace it as much as I can, especially since I can look forward to the next move. This one was four doors down; the next one (even if it's not for a few years) will be a move back home, hopefully within a few hours drive of my family.

So, I went home Sunday night after all the emotion, hugged my boys, and put N. down for a nap. I then decided to throw myself wholeheartedly into unpacking.

Unpacking the yarn, that is.

I have a bunch of Cascade 220 that I found, wound into cakes, and put aside for our upcoming road trip - I'm hoping to get some amigurumi made in the car before encountering the many babies I have to visit. Two or three colors will make some cute things, and since they're small, they should whip up in an hour or so.

And, since I was feeling very pitiful, I was bad and wound up the Silk Thread II. I figured, I have the swift out and set up, might as well. It's so pretty. If this knits up like I think it will, I may just have to save my pennies and buy some more.

I'm still not sure what I'll take on the road with me other than the Cascade. I would LOVE to finish the Shipwreck, but it's getting big and unweildy, and I don't think I want to string more beads in the car (or at my parents' place, for that matter). Stringing beads takes up valuable vacation time, and isn't as relaxing as knitting. I also don't want to lose them in the car, or all over Mom's kitchen floor. Plus, Dad's car doesn't have A/C, and neither does their house, so anything big and wooly will just be painful. Even starting the Central Park Hoodie (which I wish I could finish before the fall, but it ain't gonna happen, no way no how) seems too warm and heavy if I manage to get any decent length on any of the pieces.

(And since I'm under a sock moratorium, that's not an option right now)

So, in the end, I just may take the Aeolian and start it. It's just one more small yarn cake (of >1100yd!), silk is light and soft in the summer, and the shawl won't grow hugely over the two weeks; it should remain manageable. Plus, the first motif is very simple (once I get past the fiddly start). I can pin the stinkin' charts on the back of the seat in the car (since it's not a rental), and work during the daylight.

Oh, I also finished all the Boteh scarves for N.'s teachers, and this morning we had Christmas in July. They blocked over the weekend, and I just couldn't wait to give them to the teachers. I only took one photo of them all blocking, and it's still on my camera, but I think they came out really nicely. They seemed to really appreciate them, and it made me feel really good. Sometimes it's nice to get a present for no reason, and I think they were tickled.

So, to distract you from the lack of yarnie photos, look here! Quick! Cute kid!

Note the fencing keeping him "childproofed" in the old place...
No such penning in for my kid in the new place.
He can roam (safely) in the new kidproof apartment!


Ain't he gorgeous? ;-)

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Move complete

I just dragged over the final bag of cleaning supplies from the old place, which is 4 doors down from the new place. The close proximity made the whole process drag on for almost two weeks, but it's finally done. All that remains is dropping off our keys and praying we get our security deposit back.

And, I'm so much more upset than I ever thought I would be.

That apartment was the first place Hubby and I had that was "ours", not "mine until he moved in". We arranged and decorated it together, and I loved it. I still love it, even though it became too small. It was N.'s first home, too; I brought him home from the hospital to his crib in that apartment, he rolled over for the first time there, he crawled and took his first steps there. He gave me his first little baby hugs and kisses there. As he grows and changes, I feel like I've had a dozen different babies, and I don't want to leave them all behind, because I can feel them in the old apartment.

I know people move. I've been fortunate that my parents moved into their present house four days after I was born, and haven't left, and that's a home base for me, but it's not for N., not in the same way. And the new place is twice the square footage, twice the windows, four times the storage space, and room for my little boy to run and play.

But, I fell in love with my baby as a separate being in that old apartment, we built our family in that apartment. I hate the idea that it's been dismantled.

I'm so sad today.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Still kicking

The move is theoretically complete. I say theoretically because the complete part consists of boxes and furniture and clothing all in the new place. Nothing is really unpacked, and the old place still isn't cleaned (we have until next week). I've picked up needles/hooks once in the last 3 weeks, and not for very long. I decided to keep a portable project going that I was going to crochet the Silk Garden Sock I got for my mother into a Boteh, and it's actually very pretty. About 40% finished, too.

I need to track down my yarn in all the chaos because we have a 17+ hour drive coming up in a few weeks, and I want to make presents for my niece O. and my best friend's brand new baby boy, T., before I arrive. Amigurumi are easier to handle in the car than, say, the Shipwreck, or charts for Aeolian. Maybe I'll take an unpacking break tonight to find the Cascade 220 and wind it and pack it up for the car ride.

(I still haven't wound the BMFA silk thread. It's still gorgeous, though. GAAW-GEOUS.)

I hate unpacking worse than packing. I hate the fact that I can't just instantly find places to put everything. But, I love that I now have a dishwasher. LOVE. MY. DISHWASHER.

I need to find yarn time tonight. Yarn keeps head from hurting.