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I worked until 10 p.m. on Monday night and Andrew was very busy all day. As we settled into bed for the evening, we finally had a chance to talk. We checked in on each others' day and then there was that silence right before you fall asleep.

What did my husband break the silence with?

"I love you," "Goodnight," or "Sweet dreams"?

No.

"I want a pickle."

one cane + Chinese grandpa =

One sweet leap across a lagoon-flooded path. I wish I had a real picture, because there was serious air involved in this maneuver.

i may look like an idiot

But, I did check... no locking mechanism on this cabinet. That was my first guess. I thought the metal rod had slid down and blocked everything- it hasn't. I even read on the internet on how to drill out the lock. In case you are curious, there are A LOT of places on the internet that teach you how to break into things!

thrifty gone wrong

I have been foiled by an inanimate object. It is not a pleasant feeling.

You may remember a previous post about the filing cabinet I secured from nearby the dumpster of treasures and the joy that I felt in being able to organize facets of my life.

No more.

Last week, after much enjoyment and organized living, all five drawers of the giant steel filing cabinet ceased to open. After about a week of looking at it in consternation I took more drastic measures. On my sick day, I managed to use a hammer to pry open and pop out an entire drawer.

The other four will not move. Suggestions welcome.

the first official lecture

So Andrew has been a T.A. for ever now and teaches sections all the time. However, he recently gave his first lecture in front of a packed hall of almost 400 students. It was pretty exciting to see the return on my investment. He was awesome. This is a picture of him, his professor, and my brother (who works technical support at UCSB and came out to make sure everything went o.k.) in front of Andrew's power point projected on the big screen. I won't lie, it was pretty neat to see him up there, doing his thing. Students near me actually gasped as he rattled off long Arabic names with no trouble at all. Feel free to post encouraging remarks about Andrew being successful and getting a job one day so I can direct him to this post during the next "what am I doing with my life?!?!" end of the quarter breakdown. :)

why i should wear glasses more

My infallibility has recently been called into question, what with the never-ending sickness. And the LONG (not small or new mind you) gray hairs that are ALL OVER MY HEAD. That is a post for another time. Anyways, I am finding two or three reasons a day why I should wear my glasses more often.

Exhibit A:
On our January trip to Utah I crashed a snowmobile not because I can't drive, but because it had gotten so dark I couldn't see the road turn. (Never fear those of you that live near me--- I always wear them while driving.)

For other pictures of our trip, see Jenae and Jodi.

sick day

I'm not minding taking a sick day on this rainy afternoon. I feel fully justified in watching random internet television. Today: Little Mosque on the Prairie.







I feel somewhat justified watching it on youtube because it is only available in Canada. The show is in its third season. The first one is not amazing as far as acting goes, but I like how they explore stereotypes and issues of fitting in a dominant culture as the "other". The second and third seasons actually have better character development and plot. Plus, if you are interested in some of the issues facing contemporary Muslims it is a fun watch.

Also, this clip about the show kind of made me laugh. Who looks like the extremist here?