Friday, January 25, 2008

Baby Brother

*horn fanfare*

Without further ado, I would like to announce the arrival of my "new" baby brother. Though he has been with us for over two years now, my parents officially adopted Carson today.

In one bang of the judge's gavel, my sister became a middle child and I went from older to oldest. I feel it's an honorary title, but still.

To Commemorate the occassion, some of my favorite things about Carson:

  1. He gives me an excuse to build forts in the family room and eat pickles and cheese for lunch.
  2. At night he sings the "ABC" song until he falls asleep.
  3. He used to call me "Spiderman" because I taught him the "Itsy bitsy Spider" song and he had a stuffed Spiderman doll that sang the same song.
  4. He's like a parrot; he'll repeat back anything you say. Anything. It's hilarious.
  5. He likes The Shins almost as much as I do. I use it to sing him to sleep all the time.
Must send non-sappy love to my parents. It is a remarkable thing they have done and I am monumentally proud of them and hope that I have inherited even a small portion of their capacity to love.

The hearing was unceramonious and yet exciting. Some lawyer gibberish, some paper signing and lots of gavel banging. Then, the presentation of the stuffed Elmo doll by the judge to Carson. It was very sweet.

A delicious lunch followed at one of my very favorite places.

Welcome from the bottom of my heart to my new little brother!

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

101 in 1001

Okay, Knitty, I'm in.

The point is that you make a list of 101 things you want to do and then you do them in 1001 days. I shall not belabor the point, full details here:

My list:

  1. Run the Marine Corps Marathon (why start small??)
  2. Go vegan for a week
  3. Run a sub 21:00 5K
  4. See Maine
  5. See Seattle
  6. Complete a sprint triathlon
  7. Be excited to turn 30
  8. Read "Infinite Jest"
  9. Make a scrapbook for Carson
  10. Become a certified ASL translator (may not be able to finish, but would like to have started)
  11. Take my parents to a Penguins game
  12. Publish a paper in a refereed journal
  13. Cook dinner for myself every night for a week
  14. Go to Italy and eat and bike and eat and bike (repeat as time permits)
  15. See Pre's Rock
  16. Throw a pot on a wheel (am I even saying that correctly???)
  17. Visit Shakespeare's grave
  18. Buy a home (*gulp*, this is getting serious)
  19. Go on an honest-to-goodness picnic (checked tablecloth optional)
  20. Eat bagels in Ottawa
  21. Buy myself japa mala beads
  22. Use aforementioned beads to find a mantra I can use when anxious
  23. Keep aforementioned beads with me to remember that I have it within myself to be peaceful and calm, regardless of my surroundings
  24. Go on a girls-only vacation
  25. Eat/drink 3 servings of calcium every day
  26. Try running in the morning at least 3 times
  27. Learn to perl
  28. Go camping with my dad
  29. Attend a service at a UU church
  30. Unplug my TV (and tivo) for one week. Repeat
  31. Organize my photos (pitch the blurry ones, you won't miss them!!!!) =)
  32. Go out to breakfast on the weekends more often
  33. Run a marathon as part of Team in Training (see #1)
  34. Make a will
  35. Talk to a financial advisor
  36. Qualify for Boston
  37. Teach Carson to ride a two-wheeler

Well, I was going to wait until I had a complete list to post it, but I guess this will do for now. Suggestions are welcome.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Marine Corps Marathon


I want to run it.

Now, as I sit here, typing this, from my bed, I have just received confirmation that I have pneumonia and I haven't run in.... yeah, I think it can be counted in months at this point.

But still, I want to run it.

Moreover, I want to run it as part of Team in Training. Great organization, more on them later.

(Stay tuned)

Monday, January 7, 2008

"Crumby Weekend"

Holden Caufield would have called this a crumby weekend. I am inclined to agree. My beloved transcendentalfish, Emerson, passed away this weekend. Dear Emerson began his fishy life in a drawer as a practical joke and has been with me for no fewer than four moves. He has been a constant in an otherwise tumultuous two years. He will be missed by all. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to "goldfish for Obama", a cause near and dear to Emerson's fishy heart. I tried to get him to at least hear Edwards out, but he refused.

As if the loss of my fish were not enough, the Steelers had to go and lose. And not just lose, but lose in a knock-out drag down fight to the death. The victory would have been sweet, my friends, it would have been sweet. It's amazing what one fourth down conversion can do to a city.... At least my Pens have a nice little winning streak going for them. There's a lot riding on you, Armstrong, you better not let me down.

The last straw, the very last straw, was the end of the pumpkin spice latte for the season. I know you're all feeling the same pain, so I won't belabor the details; I guess I should thank the vanilla latte for taking me back every year after I spend months cheating on it with a superior latte. Until next Fall, my dear pumpkin, fare thee well. (Apologies to Holden, I go and steal his sentiments, and I somehow doubt that he'd approve of my latte addiction, so I'll just throw that out there now).

A final note to those who love and care for me. When I die, please do not flush me down the toilet and then go out for pizza. Thank you.

Happy New Year!