Blah
I have a cold. My joints hurt, my eyes hurt, and even thought I can't find a thermometre (there are three in this house!!) I know I have a low-grade fever. blah.
Good thing is, I was already scheduled to work from home today, so I've been hanging out, working, thinking, reading and writing. With an endless cup of tea (if it changes flavours, can it still be considered endless?) and a big bottle of water.
D. has started a new job. It has not been easy. For the past five years - he has had a job where he didn't have to think, and all of that has now changed. He needs to think, and he's having a hard job.
So, I'm off to see what my body does to fight this infection...
namaste,
ap
President's Day
It's President's Day and it's cold. Actually, it's very, very cold. Current temperature in Boston is a chilly -13 C. Then again, there's the wind chill to include - that drops it down to -23 C (for those of you that think in F that's still very cold). Yes, minus twenty three celsius.
Today I had said I'd go into the office and get some stuff done - based on the fact that we're way below the zero mark, I think I'll stay at home and work. I brought a lot of things to review and work on, so I have more than enough to keep me busy. Winter is always so weird. If you look out the windows it looks sunny and nice, but you can't be fooled.
This winter had taken so long to arrive. One of the multiple wrong sides of me was enjoying it. I know, I know, it was a result of a larger evil (Global Warming), but having fifty and sixty degree days in December was nice, very nice.
Things at work are in a constant state of change. Now, I know change is good, but sometimes I'd just like to be able to show up, do a good job and go home. We had an offsite meeting last week and I think we finally saw the light in a couple of spots. Now we'll just have to act.
School's coming along - I have to do an Indpendent Study and I fear that I'll boycott myself. I don't like deadlines, and when they're non-existent things tend to not get done. We shall see.
namaste,
Where I was last week
I was in a very warm place ( if you consider the wind chill, it was one hundred [yes, you read that right... 100] degrees warmer there than it is here) . D and I flew to Mexico for a wedding, and met with the rest of my family there... we were in Acapulco for five days and then flew back. It was bliss.
To me it is still very interesting (and somewhat stressful) to travel with both my family and D. at the same time. In this particular instance, the former had not been back home since they left (five years ago), so we ended up doing a lot of things 'for old times' sake'. It's amazing how easy you forget the little things that make being home as much fun as it really is.
Sometimes I wonder how D. manages to survive being a part of this family... Speaking of suvival, he had a close encounter with a stingray. Truth be told, he must have stepped on it, since rays are famous for being very easy going animals. We spent a couple of hours with the doctor, and he seems to be doing better now. His foot is still swollen (and it will probably be a couple of weeks before the swelling completely disappears).
So, back here in the North Pole I am back at work and ready for a new semester in school... we shall see. I had a lot of time to think about things when we were back home, and now I have to make some tough decisions. Needless to say, my sleep is still not where it should be.
namaste,
I was tagged!
I have been tagged by a dear friend of mine (if you want to know more about her and the fascinating things she does, visit her blog
here). The rules of this tagging scheme now state that I have to find six weird things about myself and make them known to all of you.
Hmmm, let me think.
1. I can't do numbers in English. Whenever I have to count, multiply, add or anything else involving numbers I have to do it in Spanish. There's a real reason for this, it has to do with the order I learned languages in. In case you're wondering, yes, I do sometimes dream in English, I just can't count.
2. I'd rather be barefoot than anything else. For those of you that don't have to work with me, this may not seem that weird. The people I work with are all still astounded at the fact that I'll remove my shoes as soon as I can, and walk around the office barefoot. It just makes me happy to be able to wiggle my toes (I can also pick up small objects with them, so they're useful when it comes to retrieving my pen from underneath my desk :) ) . I've been known to take off my shoes (in summer) and walk barefoot for a couple of blocks (when you're in high heels you sometimes get desperate). It must be abnormal, since I get weird looks from everyone.
3. I was not a stellar student during my undergrad years, yet I am developing a weird knack for graduate school. I am not sure why, or if this is a good thing, I think it made it on this list because I still don't know how to handle it.
4. The idea of having pancakes and eggs on the same plate makes me sick. I don't like sweet things touching salty, so I have a hard time not making faces at people that put maple syrup all over their pancake/egg dish. ugh!
5. Having butter on popcorn is a foreign concept to me. Id' rather have hot chili powder :) yummy. Same holds true for most vegetables: carrots, celery and cucumber are delicious with lime and chili.
6. Since I was talking about my feet, I don't like to have anything between my toes. So, none of those shoes where your big toe is segregated from the rest, no toe rings or anything like that. I cringe during a pedicure, since there is always the need to separate your toes forcefully with a tissue. ick! I'd rather just spread out my toes and let them sit by themselves for a while.
So there, nothing too weird, nothing quite out of the ordinary... for that list, you have to ask.. ha ha.
namaste,
Chilly but beautiful
I just got home a couple of hours ago, it was my first weekend back home this year. The Big Apple was home (as it always is), the wind was a tad strong, but all in all a good weekend.
School, it's getting close to done. It's getting scarier and scarier, I have two classes left (one of them is an independent project), but the last one, the capstone looms large (large) on the horizon. It scares me, it really does.
This week is packed with stuff, on Friday morning we leave for Mexico (just for a week). It's my cousin's wedding. It should be interesting.
So, I'll try to do a better job at keeping this updated, we shall see what my brain spits out.
ap
Turkey week
It's very (very) early on Monday morning (what can I say, this silly insomnia is driving me crazy) and I was just thinking that it will be Thanksgiving this week. Not that I participate in the huge turkey-slaughtering holiday, after all, South of the Border it doesn't exist. It did get me thinking.
It's the anniversary of the revolution back home, if I still lived there, I wouldn't have to work. Since I'm on this side of the border, nobody will know that it's an important historical date in our book, nor will they know that I might mentally have checked out. The latter will prove a tad difficult, since I have to teach... I wonder if I can teach and mentally check out at the same time???
So, what do I have to be thankful for...? Well, there's the obvious, my health, D's and A's health. The fact that I have my family around, we have a safe place to live in, work and are overall happy. I have friends, and have met smart people through school (I won't say anything about school, I'll just be thankful for the many smart people I've met there), so all in all I'm happy. Why then, pray tell... is my insomnia still around???
I need to try to sleep, I have to teach in a couple of hours....
namaste
Fall in Boston
We seem to be settling into our new home. I am now the proud owner of a 'felt bowl' (thank you, thank you L!), I tried wearing it as a hat, but hats and I have never really gotten along, so I decided to go with the bowl part... much better.
D. Is still in the middle of his own small crisis. It's a minor one, and I keep hoping and believing that everything is going to work out perfectly! He just has to believe it too.
I finally went to the Doctor, and I also remembered why I don't like going. Don't get me wrong, she's extremely sweet, but she gave me the flu shot and then sent me to have blood drawn... not a good thing when you think I tend to pass out when I see needles! Why does your arm hurt so much when they give you the flu shot??? hmph.
I'm having a hard time at school, I still can't understand what's expected of me, so I tend to ignore it.. work, on the other hand is going well, so I'm happy with that.
The leaves seem to have all changed in Boston, and it's time now to settle into fall...
