Tuesday, December 30, 2008
My most recent reading binge started with The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova. I was enjoying it, and we had a Books a Million gift card that was about to start being charged due to lack of use, so TM went out and bought me Twilight.
At this point, I had no idea what Twilight was all about (except something vaguely about vampires), or any of the hoopla surrounding it, or even that they were making a movie! (The rock I live under, it is nice and big and shelters me from lots of pop culture crap!) So I read Twilight. I have to admit, it sucked me in a bit at first. Though the plot was thin (among other issues), I liked some of the characters and I thought some of the premises were interesting (i.e. what could be bad about sparkliness??). Lots of things, especially about Edward and Bella’s relationship, bothered me, but I read the book so fast that I didn’t really get bogged down thinking too much about all the things that disturbed me about it.
And then I read the second book. Seriously? SERIOUSLY??? The whole book was just a disgusting whine-fest. Boys and girls, this is what happens when you have seriously unhealthy relationships.
Honestly, I’m still just kind of dumbfounded by the whole series. And deeply disturbed. I freely admit that I am obsessive. But I am so completely disturbed by the obsession that young girls and even adults have with this series. It makes me sick, and I don’t know what I can do about it.
Come on girls! Go find a heroine that’s not seriously nuts! Ugh!
On the flip side, this whole thing has made for some absolutely hysterical snark. Check out this…I especially enjoy the summaries of the books. I thought I was going to die laughing. Fursplode is now officially a part of my lexicon. And yes, I do giggle every time I say it.
(As an aside, I totally agree with what Abbie has said about the Sookie Stackhouse series. It was nice after coming off Twilight to see a chick stand up for herself. Sheesh!)
Friday, December 19, 2008
How am I supposed to accomplish anything with that sitting in my living room???
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
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1. I am obsessive. It’s weird, though, because I only obsess about some things. An occasional movie or singer or book will suck me in and eat my brain. And it’s all I can think about, all the stinking time.
2. My life is a musical. I enjoy soundtracks, but I never expected for my life to turn into a musical. This is mostly due to TM, who likes to sing at me. The really interesting part is that he never actually knows the lyrics, so they get made up on the spot. This is how we now have songs like “Louie Cat of Horrors” and “O Figgy Tree”. Seriously.
3. I dance in the darkroom. What am I supposed to do, just stand there and wait?
4. I cry. Over anything. I’ve seriously cried over a Publix commercial. And if anybody else is crying, I cry too. This sometimes even happens with characters on TV or in movies.
5. I binge read. This is why I stopped reading for pleasure shortly after I began college. If I like a book (and sometimes even if I don’t), I sit and read until I’m finished.
6. If I weren’t an immunologist, I would totally be a meteorologist! I sometimes really think I missed my calling. Maybe that’s what I’ll do if I ever retire.
I’m a little late to the game on this one, so I’m not going to tag anyone (mostly because I’m too lazy to dig through my reader and see who hasn’t already done this meme). If you haven’t done this one, and you wanna, go ahead!
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Warning: Self-indulgent rambling follows! :)
I have to admit, I’ve been a bit self-indulgent this morning. One of my favorite ways to sort of let things out (and this is a little weird, I think), is to listen to country music and let myself cry. I don’t know why exactly, but it makes me feel better.
And now, this morning’s playlist so far (with a little self-indulgent commentary):
• “Don’t Forget to Remember Me” by Carrie Underwood
I think I’ve heard this song exactly once that I didn’t cry for serious. There are three spots that inevitably get me:
“Tell my baby sister that I’ll see her in the fall” My sister has issues, but I love her to pieces. Still not really sure why this gets me going so much.
“Tell Mema that I miss her, yeah I should give her a call” I guess this part gets me because I call my grandmother Mema, and I do miss her even though I talk to her often. This is the line that made me cry the first time I ever heard this song.
“Make sure you tell Daddy that I’m still his little girl” I think this is the one that gets me the most now. It’s been a little over a year since my dad died, and I’ve handled it pretty well, but this line breaks me down every time.
• “I Go Back” by Kenny Chesney
This one makes me think about my dad a bit now too, but it really makes me think about my great grandmother.
• “The Woman With You” by Kenny Chesney
This is one of my unofficial them songs. For some reason I always end up listening to this in the midst of the songs that make me cry. It just makes me smile a little.
• “Good Directions” by Billy Currington
I just thought about this one while I was poking around on YouTube. It’s a cute song, and it makes me think about home. Are you ready for a small southern town story? :) This song was written my Luke Bryan. His sister was my sixth grade teacher. We actually adopted Charlie from her. The store that is mentioned is right up the street from my mom’s house. Shrug…it just all sort of amuses me. Pandora plays the song for me, and I think about how I know these people and places. And it reminds me how happy I am that I’m never going to live there again!
Friday, November 7, 2008
And now, a lesson on why vaccines are important, and why I get so angry when someone says, “Well, if your child is vaccinated, then my unvaccinated child doesn’t pose a risk.” That, boys and girls, is complete and utter nonsense!
I had the first hint of a rash on my back on Saturday. It itched, I scratched; I had TM look at, he said it looked like a bug bite. No worries. I stuck a Scooby Doo bandaid on it and went on my merry way. It was still pretty itchy on Sunday and Monday, but I just tried to ignore it. Bug bites itch, right?
By Monday afternoon, I had a bit of a tender spot on my left side under my arm. I went to the bathroom and checked it out. Lo and behold, the mother of all rashes. I also discovered multiple splotches on my back. Because it was so itchy, I figured it must be poison ivy again.
I finally went to the doctor on Thursday, since it seemed to be getting worse. Voila! Shingles!
In that time frame I managed to expose a pregnant woman and an infant too young to be vaccinated*. I also went to two different grocery stores, worked in the lab, sat in a couple of seminars, etc.
So take a moment to imagine the possibilities. What if my shingles were something more highly contagious? What if it was more dangerous? How much damage could I have done?
*Hopefully they’re both safe since the exposure was when the rash was in its earliest stages.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
My first two months off the pill I had what I would call moderately severe anxiety attacks. I was completely befuddled at first, but learned pretty quickly a few tricks that helped me cope and calm down more rapidly. In month three, things started to dramatically improve as far as my anxiety goes. I haven't had any attacks at all this month, and only some brief anxiety when presented with tasks that tend to trigger anxiety for me.
I had been doing so much better, until today. Boom! Out of nowhere, an attack. It's much less severe that what I had been experiencing, but it really threw me for a loop because I had been doing so well. It's especially frustrating because I can't for the life of me figure out anything at all that seems to trigger it, especially this particular instance.
But I guess I'll just have to take comfort for now in the fact that things are still improving. I haven't felt depressed at all this month, so anxiety or no, that's a huge positive step! :) Things are looking up, and I actually feel like I'm good at something again. I'm actually enjoying science again. I actually feel like there's a possibility I can succeed.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
This is an issue that has plagued me for years. I am the good child, the good student, the quintessential good girl. Or so it seems. In reality, I'm just very, very good at playing the game. I'm very good at keeping up appearances, so to speak. (Perhaps this is the source of some of my social anxiety?) As I said, this issue has been bothersome for some time. I feel and have felt as if I'm sometimes accused of being perfect, as if I'm some paragon that the accuser could never live up to.
I live my life based on my expectations for myself, not others' expectations of me. I always have. I did well in school because I enjoy learning. I want to know everything about everything. I was an all-state musician in high school because I practiced a lot. I practiced a lot because I simply enjoyed playing. I'm obsessive, sometimes to a fault. That personality trait lends itself to certain results.
However, I don't expect anyone to be like me.
But this isn't about me. This is about my sister and how she seems to think I'm judging her. At 18, I was a "paragon of academic pursuit" because that's what I do. At heart, I AM an academic. I have healthy relationships because I choose to. I am very close to a very, very, very small number of people. I truly invest in those relationships, and therefore work very hard for them to be good for all involved.
I disapprove of your current relationship for several reasons, but mostly because it's unhealthy from what I have seen. Healthy relationships don't involve you saying things like "I want to hurt him back." Those kinds of statements are characteristic of unhealthy relationships, in fact. So please, forgive me if I judge. I want you to have healthy relationships.
I'm not looking down on you. I have a huge amount of respect for you. You are so many things I never will be, things I could never dream of. I just wish you would listen sometimes. I care. And I wish you wouldn't judge me. I'm not perfect. We all have issues. You are SO not special in that department.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
However, the body can potentially respond through what Dr. Martin calls the alternative cellular energy (ACE) pathway. Martin believes that in addition to food metabolism via the mitochondria, the body has another means of acquiring cellular energy that is somewhat similar to photosynthesis. He compares the ACE pathway to an electrical system of batteries, switches, and currents.
Monday, September 15, 2008
The personal attacks I have a real problem with. Titles of articles like “Is Autism Speaks' Geri Dawson a Blithering Idiot?” really piss me off. I appreciate that in blogs, even with highly moderated comments, worthwhile discussions do sometimes dissolve into personal attacks. If this were a one time thing, perhaps I could overlook it. However, this type of attack seems to be standard fodder at AoA, and it really bothers me. Sure, have a position, feel strongly about it, disagree with people that feel otherwise. But no matter how strongly you feel, someone that disagrees with you is not inherently a blithering idiot.
Sometimes, though, it is the case that there’s some blithering idiocy going on. Like I said, I’m not going to attack people, but statements like this:
When Thomas Burbacher released a study in 2005 showing that Thimerosal, when injected into chimps…
reek of idiocy. I think the problem with this statement would be immediately obvious to anyone that has ever done research with animals. In fact, my first thought was, “There’s no way in hell chimps were used for that study!!!” A quick look at the abstract verified my initial thought. Chimps weren’t used in that study, macaques were. Of course, what a minor detail! Why would such a thing matter??? This becomes one of those things where if you can’t get that type of simple detail right, why should I believe anything you say? Apparently I’m the only one reading AoA that bothers to notice this type of thing (notwithstanding a few other folks whose comments I’m sure don’t get posted ever).
Speaking of comments, the attitude that commenters that don’t tow the line of whatever “ideals” or whatever are supposed to be adhered to are attacked. Viciously, oftentimes, and without regard to what the commenter actually said. This is particularly disturbing when a poster is merely pointing out flawed logic, without taking a side of the issue.
Let’s get a couple of things straight. The fact you have a kid with autism doesn’t make you an authority on all things autism, and definitely does not make you an expert on science or vaccines. Sure, you are far and away the best at dealing with your child and whatever particular issues they have. And I’m sure that you are your child’s biggest advocate. I don’t have a problem with that. I have a problem with you being wrong. I have a problem with you using lies and bad logic to try to drag other parents over to your side without regard for the potential consequences.
There is no giant conspiracy among the “medical profession” to cover up anything. Every doctor, nurse, scientist, lab tech, etc. are not somehow “contaminated” by pharma money. Speaking of which, the pharma shill thing gets old. Just because somebody doesn’t agree with you doesn’t mean some big, mean pharmaceutical company is paying them. (Although seriously, I could use a little extra cash.) Likewise, the fact that someone has an interest in the vaccine/autism issue doesn’t mean they’re being paid to comment on internet forums taking the vaccine side.
There is no such thing as a truly independent scientist. The money always comes from somewhere. Much of that money comes from the government (of various countries). That doesn’t mean the government controls what gets published.
With regards to Paul Offit’s book, if your so-called “biomedical” treatments are so efficacious, then why isn’t there more peer reviewed scientific support of all these different approaches? Even the big, mean scientists that are out to give kids autism by insisting they receive their vaccines aren’t opposed to legitimate, safe, efficacious treatments, right? Where’s the data?
Quote mining is a useful way to make a point. It is also a particularly useful means to twist an individual’s words. It also pisses me off and makes me trust you less. There are some of us out there that read the original quotes you use in context. Of course, if we call you out on this type of thing at AoA, the comments surely wouldn’t be published. Or perhaps an editor would thank you for focusing on an irrelevant detail rather than the story at hand.
Understand the difference between a theory and a hypothesis. Seriously.
“This increase starts precisely when the Hepatitis B shot was administered at birth, beginning in the late 1980’s.” Let’s not be bothered by facts here. Universal immunization of infants against Hepatitis B was recommended by the CDC in November 1991 (MMWR Recomm Rep. 1991 Nov 22;40(RR-13):1-25.).
“Incredibly, the symptoms of mercury poisoning and Autism are identical. They aren’t kind of similar, or sort of the same, they are identical.” Oh really? I suppose I would fall into the category of “one of those ignorant physicians often quoted who only know mercury toxicity in the form of Acrodynia or Minimata Disease and fail to understand the other ways it may manifest.” Only not a physician.
And now, since I haven’t bothered to do any science today, let’s talk about some particularly juicy bits of misinformation in the “table” the author apparently (poorly) reproduced from Changing the Course of Autism (Jepsen):
• “Causes overproduction of Th2 subset; kills/inhibits lymphocytes, T-cells, and monocytes; decreases NK T-cell activity; induces or suppresses IGNg & IL-2” (Note, I’m assuming this should be IFNg, because that’s what makes the most sense.) ‘Cause, ya know, T cells aren’t lymphocytes or anything. And there’s “overproduction” of Th2, but killing/inhibition of T cells? IFNg and IL-2 can be either induced or suppressed? Erm, okay…
• “Skewed immune-cell subset in the Th2 direction; decreased response to T-cells mitogens; reduced NK T0cell function; increased IFNg & IL-12” Is there an immunologist in the house? Quick lesson…IL-12 stimulates IFNg production. Which inhibits Th2 responses (obviously a vast oversimplification, but still). And “immune-cell subset in the Th2 direction”? WTF does that mean? T cells can be skewed towards a Th2 phenotype…maybe that’s what they meant?
Time out…this particular bit is just too easy. I need to move on. However, the fact that the section regarding the supposed similarities between mercury poisoning and autism has a number of typos, doesn’t exactly boost my confidence in the content. If your “facts” are wrong, why in the world should I take you seriously? (And typos, misspellings, etc….I got no sympathy for bad editing. Period.)
But, ya know, if there were any real scientific references in there, perhaps I might be persuaded. Some person reproducing some list from some book isn’t going to convince me that the symptoms of mercury poisoning and autism are absolutely identical. Forgive me, dear reader, for expecting evidence. And integrity.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
- I don't want you to come into the lab and rattle off a list of all the crap you have to do today. Honestly, I don't care how many letters of recommendation and paper reviews you have to write. Stop whining about it and do it already. And if it wasn't clear, I don't care. Really.
- I don't want to start my Monday by listening to you talk about how you don't think students at this university work hard enough and how you really don't believe people can be successful in science and work 9-5. Really don't. Really really. And it's really hard to feel good about anything with your rants. Really. It's really, really hard to even have a shred of hope left after your little spiels like that. Really.
Friday, August 15, 2008
- Dr. Jekyll and Mrs. Hyde has an awesome post up about a utopian lab collective, where everyone gets to do the things they're good at. I still haven't decided which job I'd like...I kind of like doing everything. Maybe that's a good sign, since I want to be a PI. Hmm. Food for thought.
- FSP's guide to academic etiquette. Good advice, and more than enough sad but true anecdotes. Because even smart people sometimes lack that thing known as common sense.
- Finally, Dr. Isis's young scientist reading list. I just recently discovered Dr. Isis, and I absolutely love her blog. Perhaps she's my alter ego? ;) Maybe at some point I'll start reading again. Then I can really let you know what I think of Dr. Isis's picks. Of course, I may just keep knitting
- Speaking of knitting...there will be pictures eventually, I promise. I have finished the baby blanket I'm had been hating working on. (And apparently the recipient looks like Yoda, but I haven't met him yet. The baby, not Yoda. Oh geez.) I also knit a pair of socks and have two scarves in progress. My weekend goal will be lots of pretty pictures. Maybe some of the garden too. And now I'm just rambling because I don't want to do lab work. Hmph!
Friday, August 8, 2008
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I feel like my brain has been in overdrive for a few days now. Maybe it’s lack of sleep. I have seriously 15 blog posts just circling inside my head and it’s starting to make me a little crazy. Therefore, I present random bullets of total randomness! (And it’s MY blog, so yes I CAN!)
- Crazy man is back. And what a joy that’s been. For the most part it’s been painless. I dunno…maybe my tolerance for him has increased. We’ll see how long that lasts.
- Golden child is sitting here beside me typing away to someone (I’d guess golden girlfriend) on MSN messenger. On the up side, at least I’m not having to be party to their disgusting morning conversation. I’m sure there will be a post about this at some point. And yes, conversation singular. There is only one. The same one. Every day.
- Grants got submitted! Woohoo!!! I was actually pretty pleased with the short one, and I did manage to get it down under 5 pages. Which actually was significantly aided by very helpful comments from Crazy Man. Who knew?
- Time to develop my western.
Part 2 coming soon. Please, try to contain yourselves until then. ;)
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Monday, June 30, 2008
I am a quiet person. I prefer to listen rather than talk. I do not yell. I feel sometimes like I don’t even have a voice. How, then, can I be a voice in the crowd? More importantly, how can I make my voice heard? How can I motivate/encourage/coerce myself to speak up?
What value is there in speaking up? Especially if no one is really listening. And how often is someone really listening? Is it better to remain silent and wonder “What if?” or to speak yet remain unheard? To scream and remain unheard?
I am beginning to understand that I struggle with verbal communication, even with the people closest to me, even about completely minor things. This is something I really need to deal with sooner rather than later, mostly for the sake of my own sanity.
I worry that if I say what I think, people will think I’m crazy. How do I get over that (very teeny tiny little miniscule) hurdle?
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I don’t know if I can do this today. I said yesterday that I was feeling a little down. Well, that’s gotten significantly worse today. I feel awful. I’m sure it’s almost entirely hormonal, but I really can’t seem to convince myself to perk up today. Usually, I can come up with something to get myself going, and once I do get going, whatever little momentum I build up will usually at least carry me through the day.
But today I just feel paralyzed. I can’t get myself out of my chair. I really just want to go home and curl up. But I’m here. Sitting at my desk. And I can’t get out of my chair. This isn’t my normal I’m lazy and don’t feel like doing anything stuck in my chair. No, this is different, and I don’t like it.
I did manage to get up and make some calming tea. I think that has helped a little. I’m trying to do little things. I ordered some supplies. I’m trying to convince myself to take some stuff down to the autoclave, but I haven’t managed to commit myself to that yet. I haven’t even managed to move stuff around on my desk so that I could make a list on my notepad.
It’s a down day, and I can’t seem to shake it. It’s supposed to storm this afternoon. I wish it would start now. It just feels like a day that needs rain.
Okay, I finished my tea and I’m going to get up, wash out my mug, and pop stuff into the autoclave. Then I’m going to plan my experiments for the afternoon. Then I’m going to eat lunch. Then I’m going to do said experiments, like it or not. I will not get stuck here. I will not.
The 42 men and 14 women named Hughes investigators todayObviously, there's lots of things that could explain those numbers, but GEEZ! If that's not indicative of a problem somewhere along the line, then I don't know what is.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Common Virus Blamed for 5 Infant Deaths, CDC Says
Better laboratory tests reveal a common illness can be deadly to newbornsBy MIKE STOBBE AP Medical Writer
ATLANTA May 22, 2008 (AP)A common virus traditionally viewed as mild killed at least five U.S. infants last year, government health officials said Thursday.The five deaths mark the first time an infection was found to be fatal, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.
And now back to the lab work previously in progress.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
I’ve been reading and thinking about education a bit today. My sister (my little baby sister sniffle) is graduating from high school this month! She goes to a public high school in rural Georgia, which is the same school system I was in from first grade on.
For those of you that aren’t aware, public education in Georgia is, well, a disaster. It was okay when I was in school, and obviously varied greatly by school system. However, things have gone downhill superfast. Scary super fast.
A number of issues have plagued public education in Georgia:
- That whole evolution thing (for my most recent amusement, see here)
- Curriculum issues—implementation of a new math system that seems to be dicey at best, instituting new standards at the middle school level before the elementary level, etc. My favorite, however, is requiring four years of high school science for all students. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for awesome science education. However, it appears that no one took into consideration the number of new teachers this would require or where the money for those new hires is coming from. It’s going to be very, very, very ugly in a few years.
- Leadership issues—in particular, the Clayton County school system is going to lose their accreditation in the fall. (Check out articles here and here for more information.) The decision hasn’t been finalized, but I don’t see it turning out any other way. (The really sad part is, this is an entirely administrative and non-academic issue. Morons!!!) This whole thing really makes me sick.
All of this just makes me very sad. Younger BIL will graduate next year, and we will be out of the Georgia public school system for good, other than my MIL, who teaches 5th grade. I really wish there was something I could do to at least help a little, but I’m all out of ideas.
The other thing I was thinking about today was this article from The Juggle on WSJ. The question it posed was “College: Time to Accept it’s Not for Everyone?” I can’t even express how much I agree with that. Some students are not good at academics. Period. Which makes me extra angry that Georgia now only offers a high school college preparatory track. Some people are not good at “book learnin”. GET OVER IT!!! The thing is, those people are typically good at something, sometimes really, really good at something non-academic.
Why do we punish those students???
Why should we discourage some students from becoming skilled laborers? Why do we deny them the opportunity to learn a trade in high school? Why do we expect all students to excel at academics?
I can think of kids I went to high school with that were damn good mechanics, electricians, etc. Those people didn’t need to take four years of science. They don’t need to take Math 4, whatever that entails. I don’t care if my mechanic knows trig, heck, algebra. I want him/her to FIX MY CAR!!!
I believe education is important, and the everyone should have the opportunity to follow whatever path it is that they choose. I just don’t have a problem with a kid working really hard at learning to be an electrician rather than studying chemistry.
Monday, May 19, 2008
The top 100 or so books most often marked as “unread” by LibraryThing’s users. Bold the books you have read, underline the ones you read for school, italicize the ones you started but didn’t finish.
Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
Crime and Punishment
One Hundred Years of Solitude
Life of Pi: a novel
The Name of the Rose
Pride and Prejudice
The Tale of Two Cities
The Brothers Karamazov
Guns, Germs, and Steel
War and Peace
The Time Traveler’s Wife
The Blind Assassin
The Kite Runner
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
Reading Lolita in Tehran : a memoir in books
Memoirs of a Geisha
Wicked: the life and times of the wicked witch of the West
The Canterbury Tales
The Historian: a novel (in progress)
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Love in the Time of Cholera
Brave New World
The Count of Monte Cristo
A Clockwork Orange
The Once and Future King
The Grapes of Wrath
The Poisonwood Bible
Angels & Demons
The Satanic Verses
Sense and Sensibility
The Picture of Dorian Gray
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest
To the Lighthouse
Tess of the D’Urbervilles
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
The Sound and the Fury
Angela’s Ashes: a memoir
The God of Small Things
A People’s History of the United States : 1492-present
A Confederacy of Dunces
A Short History of Nearly Everything
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
The Scarlet Letter
Eats, Shoots & Leaves
The Mists of Avalon
Oryx and Crake
Collapse: how societies choose to fail or succeed
The Catcher in the Rye
On the Road
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Freakonomics: a rogue economist explores the hidden side of everything
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance : an inquiry into values
In Cold Blood: a true account of a multiple murder and its consequences
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
One of my high school English teachers made us do this exercise he called a brain vomit. The premise was that you just got all your thoughts out. You were supposed to just keep writing for whatever set period of time. There seem to be lots of things just running wild in my poor little brain, so I think it’s time to set them free on the blogosphere!
- I have babies on the brain!!! While we were visiting my mom this past weekend, we kept my cousin's two little boys who are 2 months and almost 2 years old. Needless to say it was quite an adventure. Despite not getting any sleep, I want so very badly to kidnap them! Or have one of my own. And that seems to be all I can think about today. Fortunately, it’s a happy afterglow kind of thinking about it, not the painful, frustrated, longing kind of thinking about it. I’m sure that will return shortly.
- My father got married again this weekend, bringing his total number of marriages to three. It was the most ridiculous thing I have ever suffered through. I am the black sheep on this side of the family because I have very little to do with my father (and because I’m getting a PhD and haven’t popped out any babies yet). The reason I have very little to do with him is because he was verbally and physically abusive to my mom when I was a child. He’s mellowed a lot with age, and I appreciate that, but I still have no use for him.
Back to the wedding, it was a super duper hardcore religious Southern Baptist young earth kind of ceremony. Which is bad enough. But this is his third marriage, and I don’t know how many times his lovely bride has been married, but she has two children that I would guess have two different fathers. And he has at least one bastard child that was conceived while he was married. So it was kind of disgusting to sit through all the be faithful forever, I’ll love you until I die crap.
Everything was super tacky too. It was an early afternoon wedding. The bride wore a dress with a cathedral length train. A dress that was “hemmed” in the front with duct tape. I can’t make this up. The groom’s cake was on a table covered with camo and the cake had a deer head on it. I guess it’s better than a red velvet armadillo. The reception consisted of punch, peanuts, dinner mints and the cake. I didn’t expect a full meal, but some pretzels would have been nice. Maybe some cheese and crackers?
Okay, tacky wedding rant complete (and with no mention of the cankles or their arm/wrist equivalent. Ew.)
- Crazy Man ticked me off again last week. We had joint lab meeting with our collaborators across town. These are always painful occasions because our collaborator (Jabba the Hut) is outrageously obnoxious, but we’ll save that for another day. Crazy Man had ordered pizza for us, and he was running late, so he called to tell us to sign for it and take it down to the conference room. I answered the phone when he called, and he said, “Could one of you girls sign for the pizza and take it down to the room?” I was seriously speechless. And what do you know, us two girls were doing experiments while the boys were sitting at their computers. Grrrrr!!!
I think that’s it for now. I’m taking off a little early again today. TM demands groceries so that he can concoct me some gourmet meals. Who am I to stand between TM and groceries??? J Crazy Man will probably be ticked at me by the end of the week, but whatever. I got a lot of work done today, and by the end of the week I should actually (hopefully) have some data to show for it. That should appease him. I hope.