Moot Thoughts & Musings

Yesterday I had my evaluation as first year part-time faculty at local uni. It went well, no surprises. I faced things that all first-time teachers have faced and have improved adequately. They seem to want to develop a longer-term relationship with me, which is nice and affirming. There's very little competition for adjunct positions in my discipline in this city, so that's good for me.

Packing continues. I'm worn out. But I feel like I've done so little. I guess I'm most helpful when it comes to sorting through things. I threw away TONS of old pictures from highschool and college--doubles, people whose names I don't remember, too many pictures of one event. I think even if I wasn't this pregnant, Chris would still be doing most of it. He sees space and how to fill it way more effeciently than I ever could. He's really a brilliant packer. He's even color-coded the boxes with stickers. Red=really fragile; yellow=kitchen, etc. Truly amazing. We've got our storage unit all lined up for the summer, so that's a relief.

Our evening social calendar has been quite full, as well. I'm pretty much not cooking anymore. Especially since now all the dishes and pots and pans are packed. Tuesday we went over to Family Curly-Head. I had some steak in the freezer that needed eating. And I was intrigued at the grocery store and got some purple potatoes to bake instead of normal old russets. They tasted pretty much the same, but I just loved the deep purple color. (So Katie Mac wins the game, they are indeed potatoes pictured on my plate down below.) I let Curly-Head age almost 6 (above) take some pictures. She has a good eye. I think I might give her the dinosaur camera for her upcoming birthday.

On Wednesday evening the Curly-Heads wanted to take us to their favorite Mexican restaurant, which was yummy and fun. In the evening Chris and their Dad relieved moving stress watching Terminator. Last night we went out with a friend from out of town to our favorite Lebanese restaurant. All my favorite places to say good-bye to.

Okay. This post could get a lot longer, but I think I'm going to keep it short and not go there. Still hoping to see Chatty folks on our way up North next week. It may be a brief passing through visit (as in a couple of hours), though, so stay tuned! I'd do anything for a cuppa of Greyfriar's right now.