Life is Fragile

For a couple days now I've been wondering about details involving an unexpected death of someone who went to my high school. Some accidents shock you more than others, but this was one I never expected- almost like it couldn't happen. It's interesting how much we take time together for granted. Of all people, I think I'm the most guilty of it. Time to re-evaluate and modify... again.

Beaming with Pride

Erica starts her photo editing class today. I am really excited for her. Last night I was looking at her text book and almost wanted to take the class myself. There is something really exciting about people learning new things, especially if one of those people is your wife. The fun begins at 6:30 this evening! I'll be getting back from my office around 5 PM, to give Erica a breather before she heads out. Then I have the honor of watching Ronia :) More to come...

Joey's sleeping with a push pop

Wow. We really need to spruce up this webpage. I get bored just looking at it.

So tomorrow I start my new class. I'm a little nervous considering it's been a few years since I've been in a classroom. Luckily, Joey picked up my new textbook and the author is hilarious. I laughed more reading a few pages this required book than, well- anything lately. Sad really- I probably shouldn't admit that.

Amy and I had some bonding time today. We walked, talked, ate and watched Ronia; just like old times.  My favorite part of today was when we were making banana bread and I said something like, "Wanna just open the pie up and eat it with a couple forks?" And she just smiled and said, "I'm glad you're back."

Now, that may not have been the exact wording or even sentence (I referred to brownies too during the process), but it went something like that- and it was nice.  And, by golly- we ate that pie with forks.

For those of you who doubt the whole banana bread story, I have also made brownies (ok, boxed), pan cooked chicken in cream of mushroom soup, and steamed veggies multiple times.  Thanks to Joey's parents and the espresso maker they got for us, I also make specialty coffee drinks.  Just call me the little woman. Now I just have to convince Joey to let me do the laundry. :)  (He pretty much takes out all the trash and does all the laundry so I don't become inconvenienced.) Did I marry the perfect guy or what?

Well, since he's pretty much falling asleep next to me while I type, I suppose I should probably go and get to bed. After all, it's a school night.

Progress can be Slow

Yesterday I had a meeting up in Carlsbad. I am starting to do some work on medical imaging and a company up there has been nice enough to work with me. Details are on a need to know basis, let me just say that I will need to draw some concentric circles for the project. Of course any third grader can do this in a jiffy, but not a grad student working with a computer. No, this pretty much took me all day.

Technology is a wonderful thing. It makes our lives just a little more convenient. However, sometimes I wonder at what cost. I am not nearly philosophical enough to answer this question. I'll leave it alone for now, don't want to be hypocritical.

A League of Their Own

Being in an environment surrounded by brilliant people sure makes one feel... humbled.  For example, at the neighborhood playground yesterday I was accompanied by a man sitting on a bench reading to his child. Age of the child; under 3 months.  Book being read; 1984.  He asks if I am a graduate student, and I reply no, my husband is. I return the question and am delighted when he answers, "No, my wife is."  For about 3 seconds I feel like I'm on the same page as someone until he follows his answer with, "I'm in law school."  Of course he is.

So I'm trying my hand at being a stay at home mom and currently watching Ronia play in the bathtub. Joey is at work, and later will be attending his "just for fun" class, Mathematical Methods for Physics. The daycare I want Ronia in here on campus is full, and although we qualify for subsidized pricing and are on the priority waitlist- there's still about 100 other families in the same boat.

Meanwhile, I've decided that I may as well jump into photography as there will never be a better time. I can take a class on photo editing here on campus a couple evenings a week, and then get Ronia into part-time care (where there is no waitlist).  Four hours isn't really enough time to drive to a job and work a shift with time to drive home, so I may as well start offering short sessions and using any extra time for editing.  This way I can have my part time job to earn a bit of money and also have fun doing it and maintaining my sanity. Ronia will be able to be socialized in a center like I want her to, but we won't have to spend $1,300 a month in a full time facility. Besides, I can use this time to hone in on my mothering skills and work on my patience.

Besides that, not a whole else is new. After killing about 10 spiders since the move in, I haven't seen any more in the past couple days. My left ear feels like it needs to be continually popped, and last night Ronia treated Joey and I to about 20 rounds of "Shake ya Booooty."  Off for now. Time to wash some hair.

Joey is DeLEriOuS

It's only 10, but if you listened to my husband- you'd think it was 2:30am. He's cracking jokes left and right and everyone should disregard any posting tonight from his username. I suppose it's because he did have one glass of sparkling wine... lightweight. :)

I Like Drinking Milk and Looking at Cookbooks

Call me crazy, but I think that a person's first blog post should be edgy, hence the title. It is self explanatory really, food ( as well as drink) tastes better when looking at pictures/descriptions of better food.

It may be a bit impulsive to post this, but that is just the type of guy I am!