*Gym was excellent. So hard. I love feeling fit. I can tell I'm getting firmer and stronger, because the fat I do have jiggles more noticably. Like, as everything underneath firms up, the fat is more..... definitively fatty. Mmmmm......fat ( Read more... )

I don't think I'm cut out to teach. I don't want to grade papers next quarter. On one hand, it's nice to flex my editing muscles, but on the other hand.... oh I don't care. I hate reading the bad writing ( Read more... )

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It made my day.

I'm coming out of a blood coma. My menses have returned since birthing Astrid and they are intense floods of exhaustion and bleeding. On one hand I don't mind. It's primal and purifying. It's powerful stuff to be fertile again. On the other hand, I cannot have moondays like I used to. Parenting two kids means there is almost never a time when I can ( Read more... )

It's spectacular here. The air is warm and breezy. The laundry flaps hard on the line. The sun makes sweat - all I'm wearing is a navy cotton boat neck and jeans. No socks, no shoes. Summer is giving it its last huzzah ( Read more... )

I'm quitting. It feels really good to get my verbal reality lined up with what I've been doing - which is nothing. I've done nearly nothing on my dissertation. I got there and worked. But over time it was more and more an uphill battle. Not just being a parent, but all the bureaucracy baloney. I went there so that I'd be near my adviser and the ( Read more... )

I've been seriously thinking of quitting. I haven't done work in 8 months. I think. It's hard to remember the last trimester and the first few months after Astrid's birth. I just had tea with a couple here that I really like. Both have PhDs and she is the only woman I know who got did her PhD concurrently while having babies. It turns out that ( Read more... )

I've been more than a little MIA. The mighty Twig is vising from Seattle. She leaves today. It's been so wonderful to have a good friend here. So easy, even as it's disrupted my schedule. Our lives are so quiet that I hadn't realized just how much we live by our slow daily schedule. I have some pictures from our trip out to New Quay. It's ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is my birthday. I will be closer to 40 than to 30. Life really does speed up as you get older. My teens (at the time) felt interminable. My 20s were a goodly length, filled with enough mistakes, both good and bad, and enough awesomeness, to be rad. But my 30s? Flying by, I tell you. But maybe it's the children that are doing it? Pregnancy ( Read more... )

Day care is done for the next two long weekends. It's Easter weekend, which this country still shuts down for. And then next weekend is the one-off long weekend for the royal wedding*. I've managed some coherent thoughts and some note taking. Even a few thoughtful emails today. But it's all inbetween bouts of nursing and holding and one handed ( Read more... )