Conundrum

I hate housework. Really. I'm not sugar coating this one at all. It is the bane of my existence and the number 1 reason we will probably never move from our condo. But here's the kicker, I'm pretty sure it's solely my responsibility to care for our home. Since Mike is pretty much the only one who makes a steady wage I sincerely don't begrudge taking on this responsibility, but when it comes times to actually get some soap on my hands (instead of reading, watching TV, knitting, scrapbooking, surfing, etc.), I find no enjoyment in it whatsoever. There are some, and you know who you are, that get great satisfaction from cleaning and I truly envy you! If only Windex could give me such a feeling of elation. Somehow wiping away other peoples toothpaste just sickens and disgusts me. So to my list of things to accomplish I will add vacuuming.

Silly sayings

Frank had a couple of good ones yesterday that I thought I would share. He likes to read the paper in the morning during breakfast, especially the weather. He let me know that tonight would be "partly moonly" when he saw the icon of the moon with clouds over it. When he saw a picture of a blazing house fire on the front page he said "it's like God is camping".

Of blankets and clowns

Here's another blanket donation for Project Linus. It was my first crochet project and it was so wonderful and soft that I'm making another one right now to keep.

My friend Arlene {Teeny Terrors} has introduced me to a scrap booking community at Ally Scraps. I'm all excited about scrapbooking again, but I have to figure out a good way to post my layouts so I can share them with you.

Here's a great pic of Frank and his friends at the park. They spend most of the time just running around yelling at each other...like "Justin, go the other way! The guards will see you there!" and "Frank! grab you're spy case and meet me by the rock wall!" They wouldn't make very good spies. They're at that in between stage now, where they're not really grown, but they play with action figures less.

Just for fun, here's Mike drinking his coffee on the train.
My mom got us all tickets for the circus and we took the train into the city. The circus is really entertaining. It was almost nothing like what it was when I was a kid. Frank's favorite part was the motorcycle riders in the steel cage. They managed to get 7 riders in there, but as they were slowing down one fell and hurt his ankle and had to be carried out. It was very scary! We didn't know how they were going to "go on with the show" after that. But the riders, just closed the door again after the injured party left and went around the steel cage again with 6 of them. I didn't know how Frank (and all the other kids in the audience) would take it, but they seemed to bounce back okay.

This is disgusting.

I was finishing up some grading in New Jersey and another "lady" was helping me by reading the grades while I typed them into the grade file. Well, I don't know how to put this delicately, so I'll just say it...she farted...at me. She was sitting right next to me and lifted her cheek in my direction and just let it rip! I was flabbergasted. I didn't say anything, mostly because I was just hoping it didn't smell, which thankfully it did not.

It gets worse.

Then, later in the process, she's leaning over my shoulder and BURPS right in my face! Well, I certainly couldn't let this continue so I just said "Person! What are you doing?! You can't just burp on me!" To which she was apologetic, and rapidly fanning me with a piece of paper to disseminate the salad smell.

Did I mention that I don't have to go to Jersey anymore. Thank you Lord.

Geek Splendor

On Saturday Mike and I went to NYU for the MAA Spring meeting. There were some good student talks and we got to see Calculus: The Musical. It's a math teacher and a musician who have written a series of skit comedy along with songs (that they actually perform) and videos (mostly for entertainment) that reviews the history of calculus. It was quite wonderful! I hope we can get them to perform at the local college. Also I got this very cute and useful folder so I can display my geekiness proudly.

CUL8R

I'm done! I'm done! I'm done! I'm done! I'm done!

I don't have to go to Hoboken anymore. I finished all the necessary grading last night and I don't have to go there ever again!

Also, I have a job interview today! I know I'm using a lot of exclamation points, but I'm very excited about getting a job with this particular employer. I'll try not to hug the interviewer and jump around when she hires me. That would be bad.