tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-124583862011-07-07T19:47:44.132-04:00mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.comBlogger3351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-60347926850134637482010-02-22T10:25:00.003-05:002010-02-22T10:56:44.537-05:00

so... here we are over seven months later. veronica is a completely different person than she was when i last wrote. she sits, she crawls, she pulls up on things... and it turns out she's also learned to make trouble... just for the fun of it. this morning, i was feeding her breakfast -- pears, she loves pears -- and she decided that it would be funny to squirt it back out of her mouth. you know.

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-62259838885948238482009-07-17T16:30:00.004-04:002009-07-17T16:52:01.587-04:00

dear nica,i meant to write you this lovely note in a timely fashion, but as you'll learn about me, i'm not especially timely. that's your father's area of expertise. these past three months have flown by. i still can't believe i have a baby, and here you are reminding me every day... it's hard to believe that a year ago you were just a couple of cells meeting for the first time. and now you are a

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-409055655723949372009-07-02T17:35:00.003-04:002009-07-02T17:42:30.325-04:00

i've continued my delinquency. i am hoping to write a three month post for nica. we'll see. time is just flying by, and not a day goes by that i don't just stare at this munchkin and wonder how she finally made it from idea into personhood. i'm still stunned that my body made another human being, and i try to remember that every time i complain about not fitting into my pre-pregnancy clothes. my

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-32101026870122086992009-05-14T14:06:00.003-04:002009-05-14T14:24:35.176-04:00

...but for a very good reason. i have a baby! and while she is darling and sweet, she also manages to take up just about every ounce of time and energy i have. her name is veronica, and she is the best! she was born five weeks ago... just when mil and i wanted her to make her appearance (because mil was on spring break). i did not manage to resist the epidural, but i did get to experience a lot

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-39725519931251680782009-03-30T11:07:00.004-04:002009-03-30T12:42:29.886-04:00

so... yeah, it seems i'm going to be having a kid someday soon. and, no, i really can't think about anything else for any length of time. this makes working rather difficult. it even makes socializing somewhat challenging since i know not everyone else is as interested in my gestation as i am. what's funny, is there is really not much to report. other than a few more aches and pounds, i'm still

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-31034538003725468502009-03-26T16:48:00.003-04:002009-03-26T17:01:23.821-04:00

"i don't care!"this is pretty much my attitude toward everything these days (or, more accurately, these hours). so, i haven't blogged in almost a year... i don't care! so, you think your kid is cute? i don't care! so, you want me to update your powerpoint presentation? i don't care!so, you're worried about us not getting our taxes done on time? i don't care!what is the source of all of this

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-25668328224185128472008-04-12T08:23:00.002-04:002008-04-12T08:50:57.139-04:00

i write this morning from a small table perched in a glassy enclave above 70th street with a misty view of the river. after an exhausting move (and my first semi-professional photo shoot), we're here. most of the boxes are now hidden in the second bedroom which has yet to see its furniture. my plan for the day is to work out in our new gym, meet a friend for dim-sum in chinatown, and begin

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-51770794266257353752008-04-10T16:58:00.005-04:002008-04-10T17:24:45.914-04:00

i'm running on fumes these days, so there's not really any extra energy for blog posts. i do have some photos i'd like to share, but i'm too lazy to get them put online. it will happen one of these days.

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-41440694636301842532008-03-27T15:07:00.002-04:002008-03-27T15:31:08.691-04:00

so, it's done. we're homeowners, and we're officially very deeply in debt. yay! no, really, yay!!!! this is exciting. it feels like we are finally entering adulthood... isn't adulthood meant to be lived buried in a very attractive pile of debt? with views of the hudson river? and a washer/dryer? once we've officially moved, i will send notice to friends of moosk with address info and a formal

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-88347941156895435682008-03-19T09:57:00.002-04:002008-03-19T09:59:04.134-04:00

this is what i've been waiting for. and, guess what? it's coming out right around my birthday. hmm... i wonder what i'll be asking for.

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-55683249970112879812008-03-12T16:41:00.007-04:002008-03-13T11:06:02.108-04:00

this morning my dad and i did a walk-through of an apartment that mil and i may one day move into... one day, possibly in the next month. after all these years of hoping and wishing that i could live in an apartment where i could paint the walls... it seems that my wish may finally be coming true. we'll be a couple of blocks from the subway, a block from riverside park, three blocks to central

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-76838082391874814172008-03-05T20:57:00.004-05:002008-03-05T21:13:25.935-05:00

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-55780850590813231642008-03-01T20:10:00.005-05:002008-03-01T20:37:03.972-05:00

somehow i'm here at 8:15 on a saturday evening watching the e true hollywood story about pink. why? i couldn't tell you...* i kinda like pink. earlier today i was trapped watching the 50 cutest child starts all grown up... i literally recorded it just to discover that the simpson kids were #1. i hope i didn't ruin anything for you. it was worth it just to see webster again, though... and jonathan

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-80610438020697548672008-02-29T18:47:00.005-05:002008-03-01T16:12:12.534-05:00

you wouldn't know it to look at her, but miss iz is 7 years old today... well, yesterday to be precise, but she is being very gracious about my having forgotten her birthday. i'm taking advantage of the fact that she has a brain the size of a peanut to shrug-off my inclination to buy her a birthday present. i have a feeling that when i have a kid who turns 7-years-old, i won't be able to get off

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-3111037725632856952008-02-27T18:00:00.001-05:002008-02-27T18:00:38.684-05:00

i think i'm falling for barack obama. i've been resistant, seeing how crowds of college-age youngsters follow his every word. even my level-headed office-mate went from cheering on john edwards to plastering herself with "obama" stickers and standing out on cold, new york street corners on super tuesday. i was on guard. i don't want to be a fanatic. i like to keep my options open, but hillary

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-29586429988470144342008-02-25T13:38:00.007-05:002008-02-25T14:10:42.513-05:00

i'm the first one to admit that i'm lazy. i love sleep, and sunday nights are generally dedicated to the cause of getting to bed early. for some reason, last night, i flouted my own rules. there was an oscar party out in red hook, and i couldn't help but attend... despite the knowledge that the oscars never end before 11:30pm et. so here i am, monday morning, utilizing every ounce of

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-73027199912941583602008-02-22T11:03:00.004-05:002008-02-25T14:11:09.767-05:00

so, my brother, his wife, and lmsp have come to nyc for a visit. lmsp seems to just get cuter by the day. she's still a wiggly, giggly little thing, but now she can speak. she says "hat," "ball," "up," "out," "mama," "dada," and "amah." you know what that last one is? me! she apparently repeats my name over and over again when i'm not around, hoping i'll climb out of the cabinet i must be hiding

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-64194187148666517632008-02-21T10:37:00.004-05:002008-02-21T11:04:28.649-05:00

i have yet to load my colorado pictures onto the computer, so i apologize that you'll have to wait for photos of the thriving metropolis of minturn, co. in the meantime, i thought i'd express my frustration with what strikes me as a very ignorant, sexist campaign against hillary clinton... not from the obama camp, or even the mccain camp... i think it comes from the same brilliant minds that

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-65310675699950924372008-02-14T11:40:00.003-05:002008-02-14T12:32:33.413-05:00

so, you may have gathered that i travel a lot. this is not because i am a jet-setting kind of woman... since most of the trips are back and forth between houston and new york, but it seems too be the nature of my life. after the guilt of playing the eco-game i mentioned back in november, i decided to pay the $7.32 it cost me to off-set my plane travel to vail this weekend. given the price of

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-91474623369846543372008-02-13T15:48:00.008-05:002008-02-13T16:01:04.757-05:00

so, i am now three weeks into my photography class, so i should have something to show for it. here are a few products of my most recent homework assignment... i wanted to do arty photos of people on the streets of new york, but i found that being limited to a 50mm lens and manual shutter/ aperture/ focus makes for pretty painful portraits. no one has the twenty minutes to wait while i adjust

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-66467559046026139762008-02-07T13:49:00.000-05:002008-02-07T13:50:15.439-05:00

i love this little video... happy year of the rat!

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-24555063670365636982008-02-04T15:26:00.000-05:002008-02-04T15:27:41.054-05:00

you might find this little tool handy

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-33521190589276306772008-02-04T13:45:00.000-05:002008-02-04T15:26:11.853-05:00

really? somehow getting further into debt is better for our domestic security and our economic position? wow, now i didn't take economics 101, so maybe this is right... but i fail to understand how owing china and saudi arabia more money makes the american economy better. unless by "better" they mean "worse." any closet economists? i'd love to learn if there is data to support this conclusion...

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-54952351679552370282008-01-28T12:42:00.000-05:002008-01-28T12:45:23.256-05:00

i start my photography class tonight... i'm pretty excited, but i'm also a bit nervous... going into a classroom situation where i don't really know what i'm doing or what kind of people will be there. are they all going to be art snobs or talented photographers? or west village moms who need something to do? i don't know. in the meantime, i am sneaking peeks at my camera manual under my keyboard

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-82810701772443514162008-01-27T10:42:00.000-05:002008-01-27T11:13:10.683-05:00

there's something about sheryl crow complaining that "people feel like music should be free, that the work [she does] is not valued." huh? later talking about touring around with her 8 month old son and her two yellow labs. yes, sheryl, life is very tough for you. no one values your work... they just pay for your fancy tour bus and your farm in nashville. i'm sorry, but mix tapes have been around

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-81501921705532613462008-01-26T11:54:00.001-05:002008-01-27T11:14:20.202-05:00

so, i may or may not have mentioned that i'm starting a photography class next week. hopefully it will be one small step toward a new career. we'll see... with this in mind, i've decided that i might switch up my blog a bit. i think it would be fun to start blogging my photographs as a way of telling the oh-so-exciting story of my day-to-day life. i'm hoping in the process it will help encourage

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-68963319070720918972008-01-22T17:11:00.001-05:002008-01-24T12:25:03.308-05:00

so, i spent the weekend in houston. i had two experiences i never thought i would: 1) having a child and a dog watch me pee.2) waiting up for my dad to come home.i had forgotten that when you babysit a small child, you can't just close the door when you go to the bathroom lest they get into certain dangerous mischief in the two minutes it takes for you to do your business. i also hadn't accounted

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-37430448273383026442008-01-12T10:53:00.001-05:002008-01-12T10:53:41.121-05:00

since i pretty much dropped off the face of the earth as the nominees started ramping up toward the primaries, i feel a little behind the game. i haven't actually even picked a candidate. i like different candidates for different reasons... i like obama because i think he's pretty electable (barring any major gaffes between now and november... which is always possible) -- in the sense that he is

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-36280366283735881002008-01-10T15:28:00.001-05:002008-01-10T15:28:24.790-05:00

this happened in my neighborhood. nuts!Powered by ScribeFire.

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-45708505772270911352008-01-09T17:04:00.001-05:002008-01-12T10:54:10.093-05:00

so it seems mil and i might have found new digs... there are still some hurdles between us and our new place, but we're getting excited nonetheless. the biggest shocker -- to you and to us -- is that it's not in brooklyn. its a mere 11 blocks from our current abode... 11 blocks further from brooklyn, in fact. mil seems to be entranced enough by the second bedroom and the washer/dryer to ignore

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-10194508011481691012008-01-07T23:03:00.001-05:002008-01-12T10:54:38.114-05:00

this morning as i was riding the subway to work, "invisible ink" by aimee mann started playing on my i pod. i don't know what it was about the song, but i started to think about how much i wanted to call my mom. thinking about the sound of her voice, i started to tear up as i walked up the steps behind earl hall. i felt so empty, i just wanted her back. i thought to myself how nice it would be to

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-33056837004766709712007-12-19T12:19:00.001-05:002007-12-19T12:19:50.425-05:00

as you may have guessed from the title of this blog, i have a bit of a nostalgic streak. while my adulthood (up till now) has been relatively happy and worry-free, there's a certain care-free self-comfort i had as a child that i haven't quite been able to reclaim since adolescence reared its ugly head. not surprisingly, my mom's death has made me all the more nostalgic for the early days, long,

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-10907338560980063452007-12-10T12:09:00.001-05:002008-01-12T10:55:31.991-05:00

i'm sorry that i've been missing in action. unfortunately, it has been for a very sad reason. my mom passed away last week. i left new york to be with her in mid-November when she was in the hospital getting her feeding tube. unfortunately, the feeding tube was only the beginning of her worries. the feeding tube never worked, and many other things started to go wrong. it turns out that there were

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-32993805751217718032007-11-28T11:16:00.001-05:002008-01-12T10:56:18.389-05:00

well, if anyone is still checking-in, i am alive. i have been in houston for the last 12 days. my mom was in the hospital for half that time. needless to say, it was a rough 12 days. my mom had a feeding tube put in over two weeks ago and has yet to really use it. they ended up having to put in a central line (a catheter that goes straight to a primary artery), so they can feed her intravenously

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-90021503380769466782007-11-15T13:53:00.001-05:002007-11-15T13:53:43.626-05:00

so, apparently, a bird-watcher from my home state took it upon himself to defend the endangered piping plover from the dangers of a hungry white and gray tabby by shooting the feline with a .22-caliber rifle. nice. now, as you know, i'm as big a fan of the birds as almost anyone, but since when was it okay to hunt cats?? cats are fuzzy and cuddly... if anything, they should be brought into your

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-35943134479594053402007-11-09T15:39:00.001-05:002007-11-09T15:39:16.127-05:00

so, in february 2006, i started a secret blog... mil knew about it, but i didn't tell anyone else. i just wanted a place to record my thoughts on a certain subject i wasn't quite ready to talk about in such a public forum as this. mil and i were making plans to start the process of increasing the size of our little family. we didn't actually start... ahem... trying till much later in the year.

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-8450055365614309992007-10-27T14:44:00.001-04:002007-10-27T14:44:52.281-04:00

the last two days here have been gloomy and rainy... yesterday, i think i spent 7 hours sitting on this very couch alternately working and reading blogs. you can just imagine how productive i was. mil came home at 10pm, and there i was... still on the couch. he wondered why i hadn't picked up the mail... um, because i haven't left the apartment in 10 hours... that's why. you'll be proud of me

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-32676546399670985172007-10-25T13:47:00.001-04:002007-10-25T13:47:18.021-04:00

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mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-38960563892428308052007-10-15T20:32:00.000-04:002007-10-15T20:49:44.116-04:00

sweet jiminy christmas! i'm sorry for that downer of a post. i've been a little masochistic of late. my mom had a bit of a downturn in her health, and i haven't really wanted to talk about it in any other setting. for some reason, i get really defensive whenever anyone asks me how my mom is doing. like if i say she's doing anything less than "okay" i have to go into the whole thing... and the

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-66804963467895533572007-10-11T14:54:00.000-04:002007-10-11T15:14:16.186-04:00

i think i realize why i might be so addicted to this (not-so)little sci-fi series of mine. sometimes fiction allows you to explore times and places you would never otherwise experience... sometimes it offers you a glimpse of your own time and place from a perspective you hadn't taken... and sometimes fiction just takes you out of your own life for a little while. i used to be able to escape in my

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-53139852568354682992007-10-08T21:37:00.000-04:002007-10-08T22:04:00.918-04:00

my mil is 33 today. hard to believe when you see him in a crowd of 20-somethings. his backpack and buzz cut are the perfect camouflage for his wisdom and maturity... well, "maturity" might be a stretch, but he sure is cute... and smart! i'm sorry to be a bit flaky with the posting of late. i wish i could say that i'm up to exciting things, but it's really just this series of pulp sci-fi books

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-43047631531836218632007-09-24T12:56:00.000-04:002007-09-25T14:00:38.707-04:00

i'm sure you were depressed by the lack of political "dialogue" here lately. i know many come for my insightful and provocative political discourse... well, today i shall appease. today, politics comes to my doorstep. my stomping grounds for the last 12 years have been taken over by armed secret-servicemen, nypd, and, of course, a field of protesters. where am i in this? safely ensconced in my

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-19251375177666172422007-09-22T10:31:00.000-04:002007-09-25T14:00:53.126-04:00

after one week in germany, i can tell you, with great certainty, that germany has a lot of mosquitos. i thought houston had a lot of mosquitos, but those puny houston mosqitos have nothing on the larger, darker, german variety. five days later, i can still point out every bite i received as i attempted to sleep inside of my cozy featherbed. my dad even went so far as to buy bug spray for us to

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-84057396912014540292007-08-27T20:34:00.000-04:002007-09-25T14:02:12.679-04:00

i like cake... though after four days of picking at the same cake, i'm almost ready to see it go. this is mil's "happy first week of medical school" cake. doesn't it look delicious? wouldn't you apply to medical school just to have a taste? of course you would. i'm still hard at work trying to figure out where we're going to live, and mil is still hard at work trying to keep his head above that

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-14244024324462963822007-08-20T10:07:00.000-04:002007-09-25T14:01:53.275-04:00

i'm sure most of you saw this video... and this op-ed... both are painful reminders of how poorly planned and devastatingly costly this war of ours is. i'm not sure what to do with this information. i feel like all my cries for an end to the war or at the very least a level-headed, efficient, non-politically-motivated effort to reduce the human cost of the war fall on deaf ears. i'm sick of the

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-8740135731335132242007-08-14T19:03:00.000-04:002007-08-14T19:15:09.345-04:00

so, this is what it's like being married to a med student. so far it's been two days, and i'm already lonely. sad, right? i was a happy single woman -- i'm sure i can find a way to be a happy med student's wife. it's just weird when you're used to talking to someone... oh... six... seven times a day, to suddenly hear from him once and see him only briefly as i drift off to sleep. it stinks. i

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-91315793650614294282007-08-10T09:27:00.000-04:002007-08-10T09:39:35.902-04:00

remember me? moosk? i'm here... well, sort of. i'm typing into blogger at least. that's a start. things around here are a little roller-coaster-like, but generally good. mil is super excited about starting med school next week... we're getting a car (really!). i'm looking for a place to live in brooklyn. um... mom's still doing pretty well... she seems to have this chemo thing down (though that

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-74106054205161130242007-07-18T15:58:00.000-04:002007-07-18T16:12:22.166-04:00

this last hour of work is going to kill me. my left contact lens feels like it has a small samurai sword stuck to the inside it that will not wash off no matter how many times i douse it with cold water. surely by now i look like that poor, pink-eyed kid from invader zim after all my poking and prodding. on top of all this i feel like at any given moment there's about a 50% chance that my head is

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-43728830194373144822007-06-20T13:44:00.001-04:002007-06-20T13:44:24.552-04:00

a & d on the kalalau trail Originally uploaded by atb20.we hiked. we snorkeled. we went on a boat trip around the ne pali mountains. and it was good.we saw sea turtles, brightly colored fish, dolphins, flying fish, and a skittish little octopus. mil actually saw a shark, too, but i wasn't fast enough. the whole pointing and grunting thing just didn't work for me. if you're interested in the

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-36162323574990610482007-06-04T14:33:00.000-04:002007-06-04T14:37:56.352-04:00

can i tell you how hard it is to concentrate on work when you know that you're leaving for hawai'i at the end of the week? soooo hard. i don't know how i'm expected to accomplish anything. any tips?btw, this is where we're staying for a week. i wish i could take a picture of my dank, deary underground office, but i think it would come up on wikipedia as "the complete antithesis of hawaii." 'tis

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-54701381201272246182007-05-30T09:55:00.001-04:002007-05-30T10:23:21.067-04:00

i've decided that it's time i get back into life. my mom's illness has taken a lot out of me since last december, but i can't let it take everything out of me. i know that i will have my ups and downs, but if i don't make the decision to live my life, no one else will pick it up and do it for me. i'm going to concentrate on making myself healthier and start focusing on what i should be doing with

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-85239952780263224202007-05-21T16:55:00.000-04:002007-05-21T17:25:40.980-04:00

or should i say i'm boring myself to tears with research... that's more accurate. as you may have noticed, i haven't posted in a while. things have been fumbling along in my life. i've gone to houston several more times and austin once... and pennsylvania once. they were all good visits. two of the times i got to see lmsp. they still don't get much cuter.mm... so cute.things with my mom are ok...

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-8321214216336501322007-04-11T10:36:00.000-04:002007-04-11T10:49:35.148-04:00

lately the title of my blog seems more and more apropos. i don't know if it's the proximity of my 30th birthday or the frequent visits to houston, but lately, i've been thinking a lot about my childhood... and how long ago it's starting to feel. nothing in houston is quite the same as i remember it. my old high school has snagged up the few parking lots and grassy knolls on its property to build

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-61398625433167708502007-03-27T16:22:00.000-04:002007-03-27T16:59:47.501-04:00

cancer sucks. i read that tony snow has had a recurrence of his colon cancer form 2005. and elizabeth edwards' devastating recurrence of her breast cancer is all over the news. before i used to just think, "wow, that really sucks for them." now i think, "how do they deal? how do they face cameras and act like things are good when everything important in life feels like its falling apart? what

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-22830423164484672082007-03-26T20:40:00.000-04:002007-03-26T20:49:44.063-04:00

it's starting to feel like spring. i like that. i miss going outside for the fun of it... i miss outdoor cafes and walking in the park with my mom. hopefully the warm weather will stick around for a while. i need a little sunshine... if my skin were any paler, i would be translucent. i'm also hoping that the sunshine will get me out of this funk...maybe give me a little more energy. i'm also

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-42579111824610410712007-03-09T11:46:00.000-05:002007-03-09T11:59:44.197-05:00

yesterday, i discovered these brushes through dooce that can do magical things with photoshop (which is magical to begin with). i managed to waste approximately an hour and a half of good work time playing with various photoshop filters and brushes. it's dangerous. i know only a couple of folks still come by here with any degree of regularity, but if either of you want a new banner, let me know.

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-150032027962209272007-03-04T12:55:00.001-05:002007-03-04T15:24:40.876-05:00

huh? Originally uploaded by atb20.mil and i opted out of going to the meeting this morning. he has a big biochem exam coming up on tuesday and wanted to get straight to the library when it opened. i think he succeeded. i foolishly suggested to myself that i might go to the silent vigil for peace the meeting holds in washington square park at 1pm, but here i am at 12:40 still in my pajamas... i

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-46196343906045518282007-03-02T22:17:00.000-05:002007-03-02T22:38:49.392-05:00

this afternoon i got a new laptop. i waited maybe 24 hours after the first zig-zagging lines appeared on my old laptop screen before zipping over to the apple store on 5th ave to buy myself a new one. it is a beautiful little machine, and it zooms through documents five times as fast as my old powerbook. as much as i am enjoying my new toy, i can't help but feel a little disappointed in myself.

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-84303564845275855362007-02-28T12:16:00.000-05:002007-02-28T12:27:40.643-05:00

i'm not sure what has happened to me. i was stacking a set of papers on my colleague's desk, and twice -- not once, but two separate times -- i missed the edge of the desk and let the papers fall to the floor. less than an hour later, i knocked my knee on her chair as i was trying to walk out of her office. i think she might think i'm "special." i've never been a coordinated person, but this

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-61483237485589585792007-02-21T10:36:00.000-05:002007-02-21T10:39:52.957-05:00

this video footage freaked me out. it's police footage that was taken from a fuji blimp during the rnc in nyc. they're watching you... read more here.

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-12758762204898871782007-02-12T11:59:00.000-05:002007-02-07T12:18:54.677-05:00

sorry for the lag... at first i wasn't much up for posting, and by the time i was, i wasn't sure what to write. i'm afraid i'm still in the last category. i have learned that i will never be a natural blogger since the last thing i want to do when i'm feeling like crap is write about how i feel like crap. i've never been into depressing books or movies, and i guess i feel the same way about blogs

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-37771326156634083572007-01-15T12:18:00.001-05:002007-01-15T12:18:10.480-05:00

lovebirds Originally uploaded by atb20.it's been a rough month... it seems like every time i think life is going to ease up it throws me back into the ring for a little more. i have been incredibly fortunate for the last 29 years, and i am not used to things going wrong. i don't really know how to deal with bad news... especially when it's happening to the people i depend on. i'm much better when

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airplanes Originally uploaded by atb20.once again, i have allowed for a long stretch of nothingness between posts. to my few remaining loyal readers, i apologize. i had, in fact, thought of you while mil and i waited patiently for our 8am flight to greenville on christmas eve day. i was equipped with my handy-dandy little mo-phone and had typed my tired little thumbs out writing a post about the

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-32593107588446218702006-12-14T09:09:00.000-05:002006-12-14T09:10:16.558-05:00

so much more exciting than skiing...

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1166043231847579592006-12-13T15:38:00.000-05:002006-12-13T15:53:51.906-05:00

sorry i haven't been around for a while. it's been a tough week so far, but we've gotten our first bit of good news, and it looks like my family and i might soon be able to stop holding our collective breath. but i'm not one to go counting chickens, so in the meantime, i'll just say that we all deserve a nice, large glass of wine tonight... i'm not really sure what else is going on with me. i

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1165364822741332382006-12-05T17:29:00.000-05:002006-12-05T19:27:02.846-05:00

so, i did it. i caved in and got dvr. i love it. mil hates it (and loves it). i can watch roseanne and spongebob and the daily show and changing rooms (or "cheenging rums" as i like to say), and i can record one of them if i'm not home or something better is also on. it's heaven! i was debating it for a while. i prefer real life to television, and i don't want to have kids who spend their

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i was reading this editorial on hugo chavez on bbc.com. i found it interesting how many of these descriptions could just easily be used to describe w. at home, he has forged an intensely ideological, combative, and intolerant regime, brandishing polarising rhetoric to divide and incite social classes and mobilising the tools of the state to suppress and persecute his opponents.- roger noriega. .

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so, i went to houston for thanksgiving. it was nice and relaxing as it should be. i partook in excellent thanksgiving fare in addition to the requisite tex-mex and bbq outings later in the weekend. i even saw an old friend while i was in town. quite surprising since none of my old friends live there anymore. i guess great minds think alike... as they say.one of the highlights of my journey down

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happy thanksgiving, ladies & gents. i have much to be grateful for this thanksgiving. in addition to my personal good fortune (good family, good friends, great husband, nice life, pain-in-the-ass bird...), i'm also grateful that come january, we'll have a democratic(ish) congress. and while i doubt that means we've wiped corruption out of the house and senate for good, at least we have a few more

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so it's been over a week since my last post... and that wasn't much of a post. i think i'm not much of a blogger. i try, but sometimes the words just don't come, and i'm not one to force such things. life is busy... there is a great deal of knitting to do and several good shows in our netflix queue... and "heros" and "studio 60" (or "60 rock" as i tend to call it) and "the office" and "america's

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1163194771916364672006-11-10T16:32:00.000-05:002006-11-10T16:39:31.993-05:00

meat Originally uploaded by atb20.hard to believe that a man who calls this "dinner" would marry a onetime vegetarian.

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from bbc.com:Defence Secretary Donald Rumsfeld said earlier this year the US was losing the propaganda war to its enemies.The newly-established unit will use "new media" channels to push its message and "set the record straight", the Pentagon's Mr Ruff said."We're looking at being quicker to respond to breaking news, being quicker to respond, frankly, to inaccurate statements," he said.A Pentagon

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it's amazing. two seconds ago i had a brilliant idea for a post. but between the time that i got up off of the couch and the time that i logged onto blogger, i completely lost that thought. scary... i think it's the whole not working full-time thing. five out of seven days a week, i wake-up when i feel like and do what i feel like. so far, i have not felt like cleaning my apartment, and only once

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1162413158345580442006-11-01T14:48:00.000-05:002006-11-01T15:32:38.473-05:00

we just booked our tickets and condo in kauaii for next summer. woohoo! now if only i could find the job, so we can afford it...

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i just got back from california last night. it was a quick trip for a prom. i know -- it doesn't make much sense... i've been out of high school for 11 years, but for as long as i can remember, my friend -- let's call her prom queen -- has been talking about proms. she charmed me into joining her for such craptastic movies as "she's the one" and "never been kissed." and when she finally decided

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bush-oil sign Originally uploaded by atb20.so... sorry for the lack of updates. (what is it about coming up with a name for a blog that reminds you of songs you haven't heard in 15 years?) i'm finding that less time in the office = less time online. it looks like i might have something to occupy my time soon. the thing with the townhouses that i mentioned a while back seems to have finally

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1160764782150869092006-10-13T14:37:00.000-04:002006-10-13T18:16:53.856-04:00

since his blog seems to be a relic of a bygone era, i thought i'd let those among you who care know that mil's dream seems to have been revitalized... while we all knew he had it in him, it seems he finally kicked some mcat ass. yay, mil!

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IMG_2771.JPG Originally uploaded by atb20.yet another good use of a day off in the middle of the week... rallying against the bush theocracy. up until i got a block away from the meet-up location in front of the un, i still wasn't sure i was going to do it, but i'm glad i did. i've felt pretty pissed about the latest news from washington... from the senate's approval of a bill that strips all

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snow monkeys Originally uploaded by atb20.have i mentioned before how much i love working three days/week? if i could afford to, i'd totally do this for the rest of my life. unfortunately, i can't afford to, so i've either gotta look for another part-time job or a new full-time job. ugh. how did i get so unmotivated? why does knitting on my couch with my bird on my knee or sketching a bridge

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1159308200982980242006-09-26T17:40:00.000-04:002006-09-26T18:03:21.100-04:00

so, i sit here writing cover letters, reviewing my resume, and perusing job listings while listening to the whining drone of honking horns outside my window. is this any way to spend a day off of work? of course not, but having taken a look at our joint bank account recently and the mounting pile of secondary applications (which come with their own secondary application FEES) that mil still has

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1158952629096119442006-09-22T14:58:00.000-04:002006-09-22T15:18:39.863-04:00

i've been hungering for a pair of comfortable, funky wrist warmers for the winter, and i just happened upon this pattern. i'm hoping that i'll be able to make them work with the yummy yarn i have left from my little pinafore project. i'm still eagerly awaiting the day i get a photo of the lmsp donning her aunt's loving work, but no pressure, no pressure...**since tuesday, i've begun to enjoy my

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1158679917049566402006-09-19T11:06:00.000-04:002006-09-19T11:31:57.116-04:00

this is so bizarre. i am home at 11 o'clock on a tuesday morning with "love lettuce" on my face, watching "the view." i don't know what to do with myself. i've done my yoga, had my coffee, showered, and now i have the rest of the day at my disposal. i could lay on my couch all afternoon eating bonbons and reading blogs for all the world cares. you'd think it would be paradise, but the puritan

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1158357892228836862006-09-15T17:38:00.000-04:002006-09-15T18:04:52.343-04:00

yeah... i'm sorta being sluggish with the whole blogging thing. i've actually got far more free time than i had over the summer, so it doesn't make all that much sense. except maybe it's that whole laziness begets laziness... and several interviews at the same company has killed my excitement about the whole "new job" thing. and ann richards died... and that just makes me depressed. she and

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Adrift Originally uploaded by champy1013.so after five years, i'm still not sure how to make sense of what happened on 9/11. and i definitely don't know how it should be memorialized. it seems to sneak up on you when you least expect it as it did for cartoonsite. one minute you're on the phone with your boss talking about what needs to get done, and the next he says "it's a gloomy day." at first

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desert road Originally uploaded by atb20.suddenly i feel very stationary. after ten days on the road, stopping in a new town every couple of days, life in the old apartment just seems very predictable. a road trip visiting family and friends (with babies) may not seem like the ideal vacation for most, but after many months of hibernating in the city, a road trip was exactly what we needed. and

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i finally met little miss squiggley pants (aka my niece, aka lmsp). it sort of felt like internet dating in that so little of the person was contained in the pictures i'd seen. she was so much cuter in person... so much sillier and squigglier and gassy. my brother is convinced that she can already talk, stand, and compute the square root of pi -- just like any proud father. apparently, she says

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i'm falling back into the patterns of a non-student. i forgot what had motivated me to start grad school in the first place... the desire to grow a little, learn something new, try on a new hat for a change. now that i'm back out of school i'm rediscovering that familiar longing. i want to try baking again... making elaborate meals just for the fun of it. i also wonder if perhaps i should have

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as if by magic a friend emailed me this link yesterday. anyone else a knitter? or know one?**btw, i've come up with a new resolution for myself (perhaps magic will help with this one, too). i need to go to hawaii. fate, i can be found one storey below ground at approximately 43 degrees north, 75 degrees west. i can be at newark airport with bag in hand in three hours flat.

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i've decided that from this point on i should only knit things for babies. i knit a whole dress for my niece in a matter of maybe a month... and meanwhile i've been working on a skirt for myself for the last eight and a half months. and after all that time, i'm maybe halfway done. my patience is wearing thin.**for those of you on the east coast, i hope you were able to spend a good chunk of the

mooskhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06145743050516570958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12458386.post-1155320248526829702006-08-11T14:14:00.000-04:002006-08-11T14:17:28.540-04:00

guess what movie we're going to see tonight... here's a clue: ab & mil picked it. this was my first choice.

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it's me! over here. that's right. i've managed to remember that i have a blog. not sure how long it will last, though mil and i are seriously considering making podcasts to put on youtube. what do you think? far more entertaining than my usual meandering ramblings... and mil's usual silence. any intro episode suggestions?**anyway, my masters work is complete, so now i get to sit by the mailbox

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so, yesterday was my last day of field. it was a rough one... not for the usual reasons, but because i had to say good-bye to some people i've become very close to. it's amazing what happens when you spend an hour a week with someone talking about their hopes and fears and daily struggles. one young client started crying, and that almost brought me to tears as well. there was little comfort i

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here i am... sitting at my computer... still not really coming up with anything to post about. there's no news on the job front other than i've made an appointment to spend some quality time at the office of this executive recruiter person next week provided my jury duty doesn't extend beyond the 3-day mark. mil is still studying up a storm for the crap-cat. and we played hooky from the city over

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Follow Your Dream Originally uploaded by AliceinW.not feeling very talkative this week... so i thought i'd share someone else's photograph. kinda says it all...

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baby b has joined the ranks of the eating, breathing, pooping, tooting, burping humans. weighing in at 6 lbs. 9 oz. and i-don't-know-how-many-inches-because-it-was-3am-and-i-was-half-asleep-when-i-got-the-call, she's a lucky little camper. she's already being doted on by two loving parents and four teary-eyed (if a little sleepy) grandparents. i'm sure that they're more than making up for my

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my niece is coming! my niece is coming! unfortunately, i'm a continent away, so i'm going to have to enjoy the festivities via isight. my brother got his new macbook just in time, so while i won't be able to hold her for another month, i will be able to watch my brother get used to holding his first child and see my parents ogle over their first grandchild thanks to the internet. it should be

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i imagine people going about their daily lives... working, buying food, taking care of their families, when suddenly every semblance of normalcy is ripped apart by the sounds of missles striking buildings not too far away. homes, restaurants, schools, office buildings quickly become indistiguishable piles of dusty rubble.my sympathies do not lie with israel or hezbollah or lebanon, but the people

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i don't know why, but this last month of work seems like it's going to last an eternity. it's so hard to be almost out the door... i feel like i should be more excited, but given that i don't know exactly what's going to come next, it's hard to be. it seems that i might have the option to continue working for one of my bosses on a part-time basis which wouldn't be bad. i'd still have some

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... or strawberry risotto.last night mil and i decided to celebrate our anniversary on the cheap with a romantic homemade meal. we even went so far as to sit at the dining table instead of the coffee table as we usually do. of course, that doesn't mean that we didn't watch hell's kitchen while we consumed our romantic dinner... an addiction's an addiction, you know.anyway, the one somewhat fancy

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2 years ago today, mil and i waded into the waters of wedded bliss... mil thought it would be a great anniversary treat to get a tattoo of the roman numeral II for our second anniversary. i wasn't quite game. not because i've got anything against tattoos, but because i've gotten used to my body as it is... ink-free. while mil's managed to get 5 tattoos in his relatively short lifetime, i've only

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