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I'm not good at updating here. I never have anything of interest to say - all is well! Photos are here. Youtube videos are here. All is great. Cooper is wonderful! Here's my unremarkable day:
7:00am Cooper wakes up. I change him and bring him to bed with me to try to convince him to sleep some more.
7:30am I get breakfast ready for Cooper. We have a guest staying with us (a co-author of Peter's, originally from Bangladesh, now living in Vancouver. Hilarious, fun, new father, smart) and so I make a nice breakfast - a frittata with smoked chicken sausage and goat cheese. We eat and chat and play with Cooper.
9:00am The nanny arrives and I get to work answering emails. A few students want to see their exams because their mark is unexpectedly low. Whatever. The contractor has a quote to renovate the basement which looks good (the floor needs to be lowered, and we want to install a bathroom). I also do some preparation for the presentation I'm making tomorrow to a group of 70 high school girls about careers in commercial real estate.
10:00am I take a break and play with Cooper while the nanny packs up a bag and gets the stroller ready. We have a family + caregiver pass to the Royal Ontario Museum and she's taking him there with her nanny friend and little charge. (Later she tells me that Cooper showed a keen interest in Buddhist artefacts.)
11:00am I try to start working on the census datafile that my research assistant sent me, but I realize that I have an outdated version of the statistical software here at home. I decide to go to school. Our houseguest has a lunch date so Peter and I make plans to go for sushi at the little neighborhood joint at noon. I read the user guide to the datafile and learn that I'll have over 500,000 data points. This is fabulous!
12:00pm I eat a bento box with tofu teriaki, shrimp tempura, salad and a tuna roll. And then I drive to work.
1:00pm I stop for gas and chat with the man at the next pump over. For the first time in my life, a man asks me for my phone number out of the blue. This is the highlight of my day and I call Peter to tell him immediately. He was a pretty nice looking man, too. Although he put exactly $7.00 of gas in his car which I found odd.
1:30pm I get to work and load up the datafile. I'm interested in immigrant housing and my goal is to make recommendations for mortgage and housing policies to the government of Canada for newly arrived immigrants. The first step is to document how immigrants are housed as compared to non-immigrants. I learn quickly that the year of immigration is very important. After 15 years in Canada, immigrants seem to be better housed than non-immigrants.
5:00pm I leave work to go to a dinner to thank the outgoing president of the Real Estate Club. I get stuck in traffic, but Toronto is still new to me and I don't really mind inching along and eyeballing the neighborhoods. I still end up arriving 15 minutes early, and I see a little shop called the Paperie and buy some blank cards with puppies on them. I print out pictures of Cooper and mail them to my parents once a month or so - I'll use these cards.
6:00pm I have seafood linguine with marinara sauce and a glass of Pinot Grigio at Capocaccia. The MBA students seem interested in the new course that I'm developing (it's called Asset Securitization).
8:30pm Cooper greets me enthusiastically when I get home. Maybe this is actually the highlight of my day. Peter and our houseguest leave to go to the neighborhood pub for some burgers and beer. I feed Cooper and he falls asleep immediately.
9:30pm I write a livejournal entry.
10:00pm I take a shower tonight instead of the morning since I'll be riding the subway early tomorrow to go to that high school girl event. I'll go lay in bed and read my Istanbul travel books (I have a conference there this summer).
11:00pm I fall asleep (hopefully).
7:00am Cooper wakes up. I change him and bring him to bed with me to try to convince him to sleep some more.
7:30am I get breakfast ready for Cooper. We have a guest staying with us (a co-author of Peter's, originally from Bangladesh, now living in Vancouver. Hilarious, fun, new father, smart) and so I make a nice breakfast - a frittata with smoked chicken sausage and goat cheese. We eat and chat and play with Cooper.
9:00am The nanny arrives and I get to work answering emails. A few students want to see their exams because their mark is unexpectedly low. Whatever. The contractor has a quote to renovate the basement which looks good (the floor needs to be lowered, and we want to install a bathroom). I also do some preparation for the presentation I'm making tomorrow to a group of 70 high school girls about careers in commercial real estate.
10:00am I take a break and play with Cooper while the nanny packs up a bag and gets the stroller ready. We have a family + caregiver pass to the Royal Ontario Museum and she's taking him there with her nanny friend and little charge. (Later she tells me that Cooper showed a keen interest in Buddhist artefacts.)
11:00am I try to start working on the census datafile that my research assistant sent me, but I realize that I have an outdated version of the statistical software here at home. I decide to go to school. Our houseguest has a lunch date so Peter and I make plans to go for sushi at the little neighborhood joint at noon. I read the user guide to the datafile and learn that I'll have over 500,000 data points. This is fabulous!
12:00pm I eat a bento box with tofu teriaki, shrimp tempura, salad and a tuna roll. And then I drive to work.
1:00pm I stop for gas and chat with the man at the next pump over. For the first time in my life, a man asks me for my phone number out of the blue. This is the highlight of my day and I call Peter to tell him immediately. He was a pretty nice looking man, too. Although he put exactly $7.00 of gas in his car which I found odd.
1:30pm I get to work and load up the datafile. I'm interested in immigrant housing and my goal is to make recommendations for mortgage and housing policies to the government of Canada for newly arrived immigrants. The first step is to document how immigrants are housed as compared to non-immigrants. I learn quickly that the year of immigration is very important. After 15 years in Canada, immigrants seem to be better housed than non-immigrants.
5:00pm I leave work to go to a dinner to thank the outgoing president of the Real Estate Club. I get stuck in traffic, but Toronto is still new to me and I don't really mind inching along and eyeballing the neighborhoods. I still end up arriving 15 minutes early, and I see a little shop called the Paperie and buy some blank cards with puppies on them. I print out pictures of Cooper and mail them to my parents once a month or so - I'll use these cards.
6:00pm I have seafood linguine with marinara sauce and a glass of Pinot Grigio at Capocaccia. The MBA students seem interested in the new course that I'm developing (it's called Asset Securitization).
8:30pm Cooper greets me enthusiastically when I get home. Maybe this is actually the highlight of my day. Peter and our houseguest leave to go to the neighborhood pub for some burgers and beer. I feed Cooper and he falls asleep immediately.
9:30pm I write a livejournal entry.
10:00pm I take a shower tonight instead of the morning since I'll be riding the subway early tomorrow to go to that high school girl event. I'll go lay in bed and read my Istanbul travel books (I have a conference there this summer).
11:00pm I fall asleep (hopefully).