Saturday, October 29, 2016

A Non-Exhaustive List of Chores That Are Suddenly Compelling When I Need to Grade Papers


  • Clear out the fridge.
  • Check expiry dates for condiments.
  • Rearrange the spice collection.
  • Do laundry.
    • Not just laundry, but hand wash laundry, which is really rather excessive.
  • Alphabetize books.
  • Attack the unpaired sock pile.
  • Make healthy (ha!) donuts.
  • Wash up.
  • Use a face mask.  Clearly, I cannot grade while my pores are being deep cleaned. That would disturb the process.
  • Play Sporcle.  It is extremely important that I can recognize the names of countries in Africa when they are written in Greek characters.
  • Update my planner.  This thing is seriously intense.  I'm trying to be organized.  We'll see how this goes.
  • Play Lyraball.
  • Work out.  For a long, long, long time.
  • Prep my meals for the next week.
  • Make sure I am up to date on college football.
  • Plan my Hallowe'en costume.
  • Update my blog.

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Pottering

It's been one of those Saturdays I enjoy the most: a small wander around to do some tasks that had piled up (framing a print; returning not-too-overdue books to the library) and a trip to the farmers' market, and then some home-based tasks of hand washing items, laundry, and a bit of a tidy up while the slightly grubby, wet, cold weather continues.  These are all tasks that needed doing; they are also all tasks that I used to completely avoid the teaching work I needed to do.  But the main thing is a gentle sense of contentment and joy in the knowledge that I am still British enough to call this pottering.

Tuesday, October 04, 2016

Buzzed

Today I taught constitutional law from 10 in the morning until 6pm. I had about 45 minutes' break total.

It was absolutely brilliant.  I am so, so, so tired; there is very little as exhausting as teaching. Nothing quite consumes your mind and attention like teaching.  But it was utterly exhilarating.  I am so, so, so happy.  Not because of what I did, bear in mind; instead, I was moved and invigorated by their effort, minds, and all round brilliance.  What a day.  You do not necessarily get many days of work that are as good as today.  I thought it was worth marking it down.

Sunday, September 25, 2016

[Insert number here] Ways I am Slowly Becoming a Grown Up*


* Or basic things that most functional people do that I should not be proud of achieving only in my late 30s.
  1. I have made an appointment at the dentist's. (This is a BFD, frankly.)
  2. I have recommendation for a new dermatologist who, fabulously, is in network. And I am actually going to get my moles checked out.
  3. I have bought a lovely detangling hairbrush that I have been using. Every day. For the last three days, admittedly, but it's a start.
  4. I now carry tissues in my bag(s). All of them. 
  5. And a Tide pen (other brands are available).
  6. I clean my makeup brushes and implements every month.
  7. I have a watering the house plants day of the week. And it happens on that day of the week.
  8. I record on my calendar when my period starts and ends. I also use a ruby cup, because they are amazing. 
  9. I have several umbrellas and I know where they are. I keep a spare couple at work.
  10. I take my vitamins every day.
  11. I semi-regularly clean my mattress protector and mattress. Not that there's an alarm in the calendar or owt like that, but it does happen. Including today.
  12. I know how to clean out a blocked sink using vinegar and baking soda. Which is one reason why we always have baking soda and vinegar in the house. Bugger, just ran out of baking soda (see #11); will purchase more tomorrow.
  13. We have a semi-functional landing strip. No, not one of those, you filthy thing. The home clutter filtering variety.
  14. We regularly refill the bird feeder. We also spend a lot of time discussing which birds are frequenting the bird feeder.
  15. We pay for digital downloads.
  16. We have a wine fridge! I have annotated those bottles of wine that should not be drunk yet! 2024 is going to be a great year, clearly.
  17. We still drink too much wine (and beer, and picklebacks, etc.) and don't get enough sleep. But we have a gorgeous room that is a sunshiney yellow place of warmth and comfort. And we're about to frame a glorious Georgia O'Keeffe print that will be what we see when we wake up each day. FRAMED POSTERS!
  18. I have a jar of rendered bacon fat in my fridge for vegetable cooking goodness.
  19. I am--stutteringly and sporadically and inconsistently--admittedly, trying to give up sugar and get on top of that family history of diabetes, hypertension, heart disease... 
  20. I am concerned about and actively managing the green/brown ratio of my compost heap.
  21. Each time I open the lid, I say hello to the nesting spider in the aforementioned compost heap. Is that odd or being a grown up? You decide!
  22. I have Marie Kondo'd my bathroom products this year. Clothing will happen. I'm sure. Yep. But I did do it last year. That totally counts.
  23. I am trying to keep my Goodreads to-read list under 800, because I know that I will not read these all in my lifetime. Having said that, I just added an amazing book. But, because I am Slowly Becoming A Grown Up, I removed one to make it a round 800 again. #Goals.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Mocking

The word "mocktail" tends to bring about an involuntary shudder.  Hey guys, don't worry about not drinking - you can enjoy a syrupy, grenadine filled, sugary mess.  Still, TOH and I enjoy cocktail hour - we play a bit of backgammon, read, put something on the record player, and enjoy whatever we've learned to make recently.  Of late, it's been a Sazerac, a decidedly alcoholic beverage off limits for February.

My wariness was mislaid, however, when it came to the Mellow Yellow from the ever reliable Tasting Table.  Despite the unpromising name, it was tangy, refreshing, not at all sweet, and echoed the complexity one gets with a well made cocktail.  And its tastiness was worth the reward of going through ones usual cocktail rituals - our beautiful, boxy red coupe glasses chilled in the freezer, the cocktail thoroughly shaken in an art deco inspired cocktail shaker.


Of course, conversation led to which spirit would go best in the drink.  I thought a bourbon, but TOH's suggestion of mezcal seemed even better.  We'll let you know but, for now, this works beautifully.