Treat Yourself 2011

Fall semester is finally over! I have given and graded exams and fielded a few grade complaints and attempts at negotation, as is typical. One person actually wrote asking if there was “anything we could work out.” Let me just answer that with a resounding NO. But let’s move on.

I am so happy that winter break is here! It’s really become my favorite time of year since I’ve been teaching full time. It’s the only break I have from classes (I teach all summer); the weather is finally cool; my birthday and Christmas and New Year’s are all right in a jolly, festive row. What’s not to love?

Rosemary Bush w/ Lights.Rosemary Lights

Even my Rosemary bush has gotten into the spirit.

I started the break off right with a great birthday date with the guy and then a small get-together at my house the next night. It was great knowing that all of my work-friends were done for the semester as well, and we could all relax. I do love to have a house full of people and food and happy chatter, and so much the better if there are christmas lights, cupcakes, and glasses of champagne and bourbon-spiked nog.

[347/365] Cupcakes

Today was just as festive: I spent the day buying the most luxurous, self-indulgent gift I could think of: two new tires, two new windshield wipers, an oil change, and a wheel alignment. As Donnatella and T-Mobile would say, “TREAT YO SELF.”

I apologize if I already subjected you to that joke on Facebook earlier today. To make up for repeating the same content here, I present you with the TREAT YO SELF video:

Aren’t you glad you saw that? I thought you would be. Honestly, I just completely adore Parks and Rec. It is hands down my favorite comedy right now. I often watch the episodes again during the week while I’m waiting for the new one to come out! My favorites are “The Fight” and “Pawnee Rangers” (the latter of which is the source of “TREAT YO SELF”) (yes, you have to write it in all caps).

And here’s one more little thing for you: while I was stuck in Wal-Mart waiting for them to finish working on my car, I had the time to browse around and inspect pretty much every single item available for sale. While I restrained myself and did not purchase any nail polishes, Justin Bieber posters (seriously, they had like ten versions), or cheaply made granny panties, I couldn’t pass this up:

[348/365] Egon in Sweater

Yes, a dog sweater for my little Eegs. His fur still hasn’t grown back yet and it’s winter, dammit. Dude needs a sweater; I’m sure you will agree.

UPDATE: As I went to publish this I made the biggest rookie blogging mistake ever! I clicked “update” on the new version of the theme without saving my custom CSS, so now my design is busted. I’d previously widened both the main content column and sidebar, and now when I tried to do that again in the new version, it bumped the sidebar down to the bottom. You can view this problem in action if you look at the main page (individual post pages don’t use the sidebar). I think it’s a margin or padding problem, but I’ve monkeyed with the numbers as much as possible and can’t fix it. I’ll take another look tomorrow, but in the meanwhile, if you have any CSS suggestions, I would be super thankful! CSS is here.

UPDATE AGAIN: I think I (mostly) fixed it! Whew. Google led me to a blog with a tutorial on widening the sidebar, which explained some of the relative width/percentages to me. I’m used to working* in pixels, so percentages threw me off.

*HAHAHAHA, as if I do this often or have any idea what I’m doing at all. So not the case.

End of Summer Highlights

Good morning, friends! Or good afternoon or good evening, depending on when you are reading this post. Oh, the magic of the internet.

Anyway, today marks my return to work for the fall semester. Although classes don’t start (for me) until Thursday, I have various meetings and duties to take care of starting today. I took the advantage of having this morning to myself, however, and got a 2.5 mile tempo run in at the gym, had a lingering breakfast (oatmeal with banana and blackberries, two huge mugs of coffee), and am now sitting around watching a couple of episodes of Friends before I go into campus. I know. How do I do it all?! Working life is hard. I kid; I kid.

Anyway, I have certainly enjoyed having the last week off in between summer and fall teaching. I have managed to get in plenty of rest, a little reading, a little socializing, and so on. One night, W. and I headed out to find his favorite (and most elusive) cocktail, the Sazerac. Have you had one before? I believe it’s a New Orleans specialty, and involves rye whiskey, bitters, lemon peel, and an absinthe rinse. High maintenance but delicious.

[224/365] Sazerac Night

I’ve also had several great meals lately, some out at restaurants and others cooked just for me. That always makes a little staycation feel more special, too. On the whole, I feel rested and ready to hit the books!

One of the highlights, I cannot lie, has been getting my new washer and dryer installed. I dorked out over this to an extreme degree, but like I menioned before, I have been longing to have my own laundry machines for years. I don’t have to collect and save quarters anymore, or endure the put-out glares of the grocery store cashiers when I beg to buy a roll of quarters from their cash tills. I don’t have to go gingerly brushing a strange person’s pubic hair off the top of the washer before adding my clothes. It’s the little things, you know?

[223/365] THE WASHER AND DRYER ARE HERE

Another highlight was a trip to the local farmers’ market. Can you believe that in four years I had never been before? I KNOW. In my defense, it only operates in the summer, only for a few hours once a week, and a lot of the time I’ve been getting produce from my CSA. So anyway, I finally managed to make it to the market on Thursday and it was fabulous! It turns out it’s quite the place to see and be seen – I ran into my friends S. and H. there and saw quite a few other familiar faces from around campus.

Jams and Jellies Peppers

Beans

Chilton County Peaches

My big purchases were some peaches (amazing), tomatoes (bring on the sandwiches!), and some local goat cheese. Yes, that’s right, goat cheese. I have been interested in finding some quality local dairy from a trustworthy farm for a while now, and the goat cheese at the farmers market is sort of famous around the area, so I decided to try some.

Here is one of my concoctions:

[226/365] Peaches

Peaches, goat cheese, and a balsamic vinegar reduction. Simple and delicious.

It’s easy to see that the summer is ending, though: this morning I slept in until the late hour of 8:00 and walked to the gym and it wasn’t even 80 degrees out yet. It felt amazing! Soon enough the weather will start to cool down for real and it will be sweater, blazer, boots, and scarf season — and then it will really feel like fall semester! Fashion-wise, I can’t wait. On the other hand, I certainly wouldn’t complain if I had a few more restful summer weeks like this one before I had to go back to work. I don’t, though, so I’d better get moving. The office and my syllabi await me!

New Apartment Love

Why hello there! I am ready to declare myself officially moved in. Here are some pictures of my new apartment along with a list of everything I love about it, which is A LOT. It’s grand. Also, please feel free to count the pieces of furniture I have bought from IKEA. What can I say? Those stylish, efficient Swedes win me over every time. It’s just my people are Nordic.

Here we go:

Workspace, Evening
Office Workspace

Bookshelves.
Office Shelves

There’s a separate guest bedroom and bath (the bedroom is used as the office right now). They’re on one side of the living/dining/kitchen area, and the “master” bed and bath are on the other side. Much more privacy for guests, and much more separation of work/office from sleep/relaxation when I’m here by myself.

Walk-In Closet
So Many Clothes

There’s a much bigger bedroom with a walk-in closet! Oh yes indeed! I have never had a walk-in closet before in my life and oh how much I was missing! Do I need to buy more clothes and shoes to fill it up? I feel like maybe I do.

There are also bigger bathrooms and (as expected) bigger bathroom counters. This may not sound so special, but until you have lived in a place where your bathroom counter is so precariously narrow that it is a true challenge to balance a toothbrush and some soap on the edge, and your clean toothbrush and fragile eyeglasses are always falling to the dirty ceramic tile floor, you simply cannot understand.

Bathroom Counter
Room to Make a Mess!

Oh y’all, there is a LAUNDRY ROOM, where I will soon have a washer and dryer installed if it fucking kills me. I have three domestic dreams: 1) to have a washer and dryer of my own, 2) to have non-carpeted floors (literally ANYTHING other than carpet is better than carpet — live squid? BETTER THAN CARPET), and 3) to have a fenced-in yard for my army of dachshunds. I am about to make one of those dreams come true. Welling up over here.

I have much newer appliances now than before. My appliances in the old place never seemed so bad, but now I have much quieter air conditioning and a nearly silent dishwasher. The dishwasher seems a bit smaller and harder to load (wine glasses don’t fit on the top rack WHAT THE EVERLOVING FRAK), but it is so quiet that I ceased caring as soon as I first turned it on. In the old place, turning on the AC was like living through the end of the world; in the new place I thought I couldn’t turn it on at all because it was so quiet I did not realize it was already running. True story. Oh, and there’s a garbage disposal. I don’t necessarily care right now, but I’m sure this will turn out to be appreciated.

I also now am in the middle of a lovely landscaped setting with trees, a lake, gardens, dog clean-up stations, and so on. This makes a huge difference. I’d love to show you pictures but it seems dumb to post photos of the outside of my house, you know? Just imagine: pine, crepe myrtle, lavender.

We have an outgoing mail box for sending mail. No, I did not have that at the old place. Yes, I had to go to the post office to send mail. I know. WHISKEY. TANGO. FOXTROT. I’m pretty sure I now have the minimum postal mail service allowable by law at a residence. Congratulations to me.

Over all, it’s a quieter setting, farther away from any busy roads, and there’s much less noise in the parking lots. Egon and I both appreciate this.

Dining Area, etc.
Dining Area

Living Room
Living Room

I have “nice” new carpet! Like I said above, though, literally anything you can think of is better than carpet. Quicksand? Better than carpet. Piles of used and discarded biohazard sharps from the ER? Better than carpet. Still, clean carpet beats filthy mystery-stained carpet any day of the week. It’s just that’s not saying much, you know?

(GOD I LOATHE CARPET. IS THAT CLEAR? ARE YOU PICKING UP WHAT I AM LAYING DOWN? GOOD.)

(WHAT I AM LAYING DOWN? IS NOT CARPET.)

[213/365] Apartment w/ Dog
Look, Egon, Just Keep the Carpet Nice, Okay?

There is higher quality paint. Yes, this matters. It is not dry, porous paint that will soak up any stain or smudge. I think it is actually washable paint! (Will have to check.) But with a dog and a bike and a clumsy nature, this is appreciated.

I have a private porch with sliding glass doors! So lovely! I would like to get some chairs and a little table for out there. On the list.

[203/365] Living Room & Sliding Doors

Oh, there is a window in my bedroom! My previous bedroom was an all-interior room with no windows in it at all. I have come to find out that this is against fire code in new buildings, but I guess my old, shitty apartment building got grandfathered in as a safety hazard and general craphole. Lucky them! Anyway, I grew to love the dark cave of my old bedroom, but it looks like I will still be able to sleep in late without the sun blinding me in the morning at the new place. As long as I close the blinds tightly (and maybe add some curtains?) it’s quite nice. BUT! I have the option of sun and ventilation in there if/when I want. Excellente.

Dressers
Dressers

Bedroom
Natural Light?!

I’m “in the neighborhood”! I used to live in walking distance of campus and downtown and I don’t anymore, but I now live in walking distance of several of my good friends! This is just as good if not better.

Now of course there are some minuses to the new apartment. I am going to keep it positive though, because I think I have solved all of these potential problems, so they really are/were only temporary minuses:

This is odd, but I have almost no overhead lights. The bedrooms and living room have none. What is up with that? I have added lamps and am starting to figure out which wall outlets are connected to the lightswitches, so this should be no big deal.

Living Room
Bad, Bad Chandelier.

One of the few overhead lights was a very, very bad chandelier. Oh my DOG, I hated it. This kind of thing is exactly the OPPOSITE of my style (assuming I can be said to have “a style,” but still). Moving seems like the perfect time to experiment with electrical work, does it not?

[211/365] New Light
A New Light

Thanks to IKEA and the patience and expertise of my good friend B., I now have a super modern, cool pendant lamp over my dining table. I never would have attempted changing out a ceiling-wired chandelier myself, but B. had experience doing a celing fan before (MAJOR job, much more complex than just a light) and she was confident we could manage it. A couple of false starts and adjustments were necessary, but it turned out FANTASTIC! I’m so glad I considered the daunting idea and got the help I needed (something I normally wouldn’t do because I hate asking for help). Thank you, B.!

Kitchen Pass-Through with Wine Rack
A Wine Rack Will Improve This

Kitchen
Tiny Kitchen

I do have a smaller kitchen here. I got used to having space to roam in my old kitchen and I was worried when I saw the little nook of a kitchen here. Luckily, this problem was mostly an illusion: I have about the same amount of counter and cabinet space; it’s just arranged in a tighter configuration. I will just have to get good and cozy with any future cooking partners. Heh.

Oh, so there is a locking doorknob — I mean in addition to the main deadbolt lock on the front door. I already locked myself out once when I was alone, and a second time when W. was inside and could let me in. I am used to having a front door I could ONLY lock from outside when I had the key. With this doorknob, it’s possible to lock the knob, leave without your keys, and be screwed! My plan is to give all my good friends a spare key, hide a spare somewhere nearby (LIKE I’M TELLING YOU WHERE, INTERNET BURGLARS!), and just drill it into my brain to check the knob when I leave on typically keyless trips like walking the dog or taking out trash. Do you have any tips on training my brain not to lock myself out?

Well, I think that wraps it! After living in my previous apartment for four years, it is a true novelty to have moved somewhere else. Back in graduate school I used to move more frequently, but now I feel quite old and staid and resistant to change, so I am pretty sure I would like to stay here forever. Even counting my childhood homes, it is the nicest place I have ever lived. I am never leaving. I’m just going to go chain myself to the water heater right now, but don’t worry: I will still be able to check comments and Twitter. So tell me: what is your favorite thing about the place you currently live?

Odds and Ends, Spring Break and Lent

Next week is Spring Break, and I’ve only got one more day of classes to get through beforehand. Yayyyy! I am sitting on a stack of essays to grade, but I have given myself permission to wait until classes start again to work on them. I mean, hey, it’s my vacation too, right? I thought so. Grading on vacation is simply verboten.

Currently I am trying to decide if I have a cold coming on or some allergies or what, but I am feeling a little iffy and hoping the situation resolves itself soon, because I have plans, you see, PLANS! For the first half of break, I’ll be heading to Savannah, Georgia for a long weekend away with some of my fabulous ladyfriends. We’re doing a bachelorette party for my soon-to-be-wed friend Golightly and it should be tons of fun. I am looking forward to temperatures in the seventies and charming little squares and scenic sights and general cavorting. Wheee!

[60/365] Pear Tree


For the second weekend of the break, I am making it a Me Weekend (trademark on that term goes to my friend Jjenniac.). As you could probably tell by my last post, some time doing plenty of nothing is much needed right now! I won’t really be doing nothing, of course, but I foresee some housecleaning, cooking, baking, general puttering, reading, movies, and lounging. I may hit the roads for a long bike ride and some running, too. Pretty much just doing All The Shit I Like Just for Me. Me Weekend.

Springing


In other news, I have not consciously given anything up for Lent in a really long time. Like probably since the 1980s. I grew up Catholic and attended Catholic school from K-5 (all that was possible in my town — we had no Catholic middle school or high school, but if we had you had best believe my parents would have been ON IT). I decided pretty early on, though, that religion was not going to be a big part of my life. So along with that, Lent fell by the wayside. I am not currently experiencing a revival of faith or anything, but I had been thinking about declaring a period of time in which I would forego shopping just in order to save money, and then all of a sudden people were talking about Lent and what they were giving up for Lent and all “Lent, Lent, Blahbidybloo,” which reminded me that, hey!, it’s Lent again, what perfect timing.

And so I am giving up shopping for Lent. No more random trips to Target or The Gap and no more Amazon-one-clicking my way to a drained bank account. I’ll only buy groceries and the essential household items, plus a couple of things I already identified that I needed and haven’t purchased yet. For example, my running socks are all full of holes and I just broke both my blender and my paper shredder on the same day. I will replace those items, but that’s it. (By the way, do you think they make some kind of giant food processor that also shreds documents with its sharp blade? They should. I could kill two birds with one stone, which, now that I have typed that out, seems like an idea this pacifist/vegan would be opposed to, so never mind.) At any rate, this period of not shopping should really help me set aside some money for summer. (Don’t get me started on teachers getting “three months’ vacation” — the truth is that we are unemployed for three months!)

I have two questions for you, if you want to play along, audience-participation style: 1) What would you do on a You Weekend? and 2) Do you ever give things up, for Lent or otherwise, and are you giving anything up this year?

Holiday Cheer (plus a Little Bit of its Opposite)

Okay, first things first: January 10th. BCS Championship Bowl. Oregon and Auburn. Ducks and Tigers. It’s really happening! After my season’s worth of speculation, it’s really going to happen! I’m very excited. I keep saying I’ll be happy whoever wins because one of “my” teams will win, but it suddenly dawned on me that one of my teams will also lose. I really want the Ducks to win, but…but…I don’t want Auburn to lose. Ai yi yi. Conflict.

But onward. The holiday cheer and nesting continued throughout the weekend, albeit with a couple of hiccups. Before I tell you about how I almost got into a violent altercation with an elderly woman, let’s take a minute to enjoy some pictures from the bake-a-thon at my friend E’s house:

Trees Vegan Double Chocolate Cookies

[339/365] Coffee Table Spread


It was a lovely, relaxing day filled with cookies and cider and silk nog and even vegan fondue. But before I could get there, I had to escape this old woman’s fists of fury with my life intact.

I was walking the four or five blocks from my place to my friend’s when I crossed an intersection. A car had almost run the red light, coming to an abrupt halt halfway into the intersection only a foot or two away from me. I was in no mood to get hit by a car a second time in one month, so when I continued across the street, crossing behind her car, I thumped my palm on the top of the trunk so she’d know I was behind her.

This was not so well received. As I continued on my way, I noticed that she had turned and was following me, driving alongside me, right up next to the sidewalk, yelling at me through her open passenger window. Because I had my earbuds in, I couldn’t hear what she was saying, but she seemed pretty effing vehement about it. There was angry pointing, a shaking fist, and what I’m sure was a string of rude obscenities — all coming from the mouth of an old lady who happened to be dressed as Mrs. Claus.

She was in full holiday Claus-garb, head-to-toe red furry skirt suit, white trim, jingle bells. The full regalia. Except where her holiday spirit and good cheer should have been, she seemed to be sporting the attitude of a drunken redneck.

She kept at it for most of a long block, following me closely and getting more and more animated with her threatening gestures. I finally looked directly at her and blew her a kiss. There wasn’t much time for me to see how she reacted because at that exact moment a police cruiser pulled up right beside us (going the other direction) and Mrs. Claus peeled away and rode off into the sunset. I just gave the officer a friendly wave and kept on my walk. Merry Christmas to you too, lady*!

*I use the term loosely.

In other, less violent and aggressive news, I have been busily Christmassing up my apartment, starting with a random string of lights I added to my shelf of favorite things, where I keep my typewriters, glassware, old camera equipment, cookbooks, and a few other items. It’s a bit haphazard but I like the effect.

Lights & Such These Glasses Were Already Cheery

Shelf w/ Lights


I also finished decorating my mini potted tree and I of course had to take the obligatory glass ball ornament close-up that doubles as a self-portrait.

Glittery Christmas Birds Glittery Christmas Birds

[340/365] Obligatory Christmas Ornament Self-Portrait


Finally, I found this teddy bear in a box full of random items when I was cleaning out my office last summer and I figured he needed a place of prominence for the season. Also here: a little moose (moose are my favorites) and the plastic ball ornaments that originally came on my little tree (I switched them out for my own glass ones, which I prefer).

Christmas Animals


My dog is obsessed with this display. I’m not sure if it’s the shiny balls or the stuffed toys, neither of which he is allowed to play with. When he was a puppy, he would destroy any stuffed toy I bought him within 5-10 minutes of having it, so I stopped wasting my money on those. He’s also only allowed to play fetch (or play with any balls, period) outdoors. Because of his obsessive nature, fetch had to be outlawed in the house. Once you start he simply will NOT let you stop.

So, maybe for one of the above reasons (or, really, who knows why?), the dog will NOT leave this area of the house alone. He has been standing in front of the bar and whining and barking and then occasionally trying to get up on top of the bar by climbing on other nearby furniture. I think I may have to move Misters Bear and Moose back into the bedroom or something.

Other than that, it’s beginning to be somewhat Christmassy in here and I definitely dig it. I just need to replenish my soy nog supply — with some brandy — just as soon as my pre-race period of clean living is over.

My Tiny Tree


One more holiday thing: have you guys checked out the Pandora holiday stations? Do you have a favorite? I think I’m liking Jazzy Holidays and the R&B / Pop Christmas ones. I have to admit a deep weakness for anything Bing Crosby as well as that one Mariah Carey tune. You know the one. And don’t laugh! I bet you like it too.