As this is posting, Greg is handling the final details of vacating our old house. It took a week and a half to clean that house suitably–a sure sign that the house was too ridiculously large in the first place.
Oh, well. The me of today is not the me of two years ago.
Unfortunately, my shoulder wasn’t completely better yesterday despite being done with the steroids, and an hour medfitation, half an hour sitting and discussing a book, and over three hours of climbing around cleaning house last night have reinjured my shoulder. Could be a different injury: I still have the jerky rotation, but my shoulder burns and there’s an inconsistent tingly feeling down my arm, both of which are new. My range of motion’s no worse, though.
(As a practical question, I’d love ideas on how to meditate if I can’t sit upright or lie down without a lot of pain.)
So I’m basically one-handed today, which is the bee’s bum. I did eat a tasty, locally-grown smoked porkchop for dinner last night, though.
Continue reading Moving: Done
I managed to get sick this weekend, meaning I watched entirely too many movies… including some lousy movies. First, the good, though:
I’m not at all sure why they bothered with the frame story of Mahadev being a novelist–it weakened the message of the story, especially given the true fates of some of the characters. That said, some supplementary research taught me about hijra in India–called eunuchs on IMDB, but not specifically labeled in the movie.
Continue reading Convalescing with Movies
I’ve had a month to reflect and absorb. Surely I can put words to this wedding business now, right?
First, go watch the video/slideshow. I punched Picasa repeatedly to make that thing happen (Google’s getting feedback on that mess, hmph!), and I like to think it demonstrates the tone of the wedding. A recording of at least the ceremony is forthcoming, but I gotta figure out how to get it from the cool lady who showed up with a camera.
I spent almost a year considering getting married, a few months being really stressed about the planning we weren’t doing “quickly enough”, about three weeks in “whatever, let’s wrap this up” mode, and the final week in increasing panic.
The day after? Still a mess.
On Sunday, after the wedding, every time I thought about the wedding–what we said, the dancing, the people, the dress, the cake–I choked up. No lie.
Continue reading The Wedding
Let’s go ahead and get the bad out of the way:
I put several of the two-leaf seedlings outside for a day or two, thinking that sun is awesome. Tomatoes want “full sun”, right?
…Sun isn’t awesome.
Continue reading 2011 Gardening: Some Stall, Some Progress
Me: Do you know if it’s possible for my husband to get his name changed here [at the Social Security Administration] like I’m getting mine changed.
Officer: He’s changing his name?
Me: Yes, he’s changing his name. We’ve heard he might need to go through the county clerk–do you think it can just be handled here? We have the marriage certificate.
Officer: Wait. What–what’s he changing it to?
Me: *eye roll* The same as mine. Hyphenated.
Officer: He’s… What? Wow.
Greg: Yes, I’m changing my name.
Officer: *incredulous laugh* Well, I just don’t know… You’ll probably have to go through the courts–look, I don’t know, just go ask back there and see!
Continue reading Changing Greg’s Last Name: Easy-Peasy