• I had a brilliant bon mot but I forgot it.
  • I hate it when I have to discuss a paper at the conference and I get the paper and it is 90% literature review and then 10% summary statistics and… nothing else.
  • Posted on a local discussion group that we’re looking for a piano teacher for our 8 year old who has been playing ~3 years.  Got a response, “is it a boy or a girl?”  Huh?  I don’t think I would want a piano teacher that cares what gender the child is.
  • DC2 can read!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Like, zie can sound things out and everything.
  • Cooking at home again [after two weeks in Italy] is fine.  I like other people making food for me, but I also like being able to stay home and not put on pants and not have to talk to people and not care about when things are open, etc.
  • Case of the missing credit card solved– our neighbors have been holding on to our mail that got delivered to them accidentally since AUGUST
  • Along with said missing credit card was a check from our insurance company (we changed both our car insurance and our house insurance) for $1385.  We called them and they said yes it is a real check and yes it is still good and we should cash it.  Whoops.
  • Overheard on the subway, “I’m not saying her problems aren’t real, just that she creates them herself.”
  • I’m done traveling until December!  Woooo!
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  • I’ve been trying to use the word “actually” less in writing.  It is seldom informative.  But I use it a lot.
  • 5 years after their last change, one of our tires was losing air on a regular basis.  While putting off getting new tires, DH started filling it up with a bicycle tire pump.  Then one of them popped while he was filling it.  So we got new tires.  $690.
  • Despite glowing reviews, TJ’s kouign amann is not worth getting/making.
  • I do a lot with the media.  Usually my articles that are picked up don’t have a male coauthor.  This is my first experience with a news-worthy article with a male coauthor and I’m not doing the interviews like I usually do because they specifically ask for male coauthor by name.  (With my newsy female-co-authored papers they often ask for “one of you.”)
  • Just when I was thinking, maybe we should put some of the money we saved for excess living expenses this year into the stock market… we were reminded why putting short term money into stocks is a bad idea!
  • I’m pretty good at figuring out when the market is going to take a dip– it is whenever I think about doing something foolish with our money because it seems like stocks never go down.  Sadly, I’m fairly sure that if I tried to market that, my power would stop working.
  • june 5, 2007 is when hank green stopped being creepy on vlogbrothers and started being the adorable guy all know and love today.  I think it happened when he backed away some from the camera.
  • Why is customs so easy to get into Canada but so slow getting into the US?  Is it that the US gets more people coming in or that Canada spends more money on workers?  What I’m wondering is should I be annoyed at the US gov’t or not.
  • Dear couple fighting in the hotel room next door.  It is 4:30am and I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow.  I do not care who he told what.  Just stop screaming obscenities at each other.
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RBOC that has been lurking in the draft archive like a swamp zombie

  • Sometimes, in professional settings, it is best to keep the real authentic you to yourself.  Because the real you is crazy.  Authentic can be over-rated.
  • I’ve taken to shutting the door of our home office to keep the baby from destroying my stuff when we’re not in there.  Recently ze stopped by while I was trying to work and dragged me into DC1’s room, made sure I was distracted with DC1, and high-tailed it away without me noticing until I heard the sound of my papers crumpling.  [Wow, said baby is now 3 years old…this must be an old RBOC]
  • We were driving in a city and there was a Crisis Pregnancy Clinic with the tagline “Real Options”.  Next door was a Hanger store.  That seems about right.  I feel like I should have gotten a picture.
  • I learned a moderately expensive lesson– at a conference I went to Sephora with a friend.  My regular sunblock must have expired because I was getting sunburn walking between the conference area and my hotel, so I picked up a very small “travel-friendly” sunblock for $20 instead of dragging said friend to CVS to get the sunblock I use that doesn’t cause me to break out (and then possibly having to toss it at airport security), figuring at that price and “for the face” it would probably be fine.  The sunblock did work at blocking the sun, but also caused enormous break-outs on my face, possibly because in addition to its million other ingredients, there’s a heavy scent to it.   Note to self:  more expensive “face-only” beauty products aren’t necessarily better than mainstream what you get at the drugstore.
  • Speaking of old things lurking, who here has kept a journal?  And who has then gone back and read it later in life?  That’s a baaaaaaad trip.
  • I like cheese.
  • Sorry.
  • There is no #8.

Not *every* blog post can be pure gold… What’s your favorite kind of cheese?


  • Do you ever wonder if some of the crazier blogs out there are really just performance art?
  • Do you ever hope they are?
  • Does anybody chew gum anymore? (#2’s partner does.)
  • Who put the bop in the bop shoo wop?
  • Why do little things annoy me so much?
  • Do you think swamp zombies are moister or more decomposing than any other kind of zombie?
  • Will I ever get used to how awesome it is here in Paradise?  I hope not! (#1 hopes to be enjoying her Paradise soon, but only has a year of it– it’s unlikely she will have time to get used to it!)


  • I wonder how it feels to have something stuck in your whiskers.  I wonder if it’s like hearing a ringing in your ears.
  • Instead of reimbursing me for 2 months of summer health insurance (when I switched to DH’s plan), my university decided to charge me for another two months.  Fortunately they fixed it– ~$1400 deposited in my account.
  • Of course, when they did that I realized that this summer they’re still treating me as if I’m full-time, which means I screwed up on the health insurance decision for this summer.  What I should have done would be to keep my health insurance until *my* open enrollment period, then switch to DH’s plan using the reason that my health insurance has changed.  Doing that would have saved ~$700 for the two months.  Of course, there was also another month that was double-booked with health insurance because we had a bunch of doctors appointments and I didn’t want to deal with changing everything over.  I’m wavering on whether or not that laziness was worth ~$300.  (Added to that is us not realizing that DH’s health insurance started when it did, so we might not have been able to shut it off that month.)
  • I had garlic butter tatertots from a foodtruck.  #2 mocked me for never having had gussied up “gourmet” tatertots before.  Hmph.
  • I’m a lot cooler online than I am IRL, just so you know.
  • I’ve hit another professional milestone in my career– I’m being asked to write tenure letters and be an external reviewer for dissertations outside of my own university.  Um, yay more service?
  • Being able to pour Trader Joe’s X over Trader Joe’s Y, or to just pop Trader Joe’s Z into the microwave makes dinners a lot easier.
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  • It’s sad how many people are trying to plagiarize “My cousin’s wedding” at the end of the semester.  Here’s a recent variation on the prompt, “you recently went to your aunt’s wedding, but your cousin wasn’t able to go write an e-mail to your cousin.”  I wonder how many professors and high school teachers have read all about my evil uncle and his evil wife at this point.
  • If you have to return something after wearing it for a special occasion then you shouldn’t have bought and worn it to begin with.  No matter how special the occasion you wore it for.  Leaving the tags on doesn’t make it ok.  You sweated in that and pretended it wasn’t worn.  Rental places do rent this kind of stuff, not just tuxes.  It’s called wardrobing and it costs the economy real dollars.
  • If your cats have scratched up your leather furniture, you might be able to hide the damage with shoe polish.  In related news, DH is a genius.
  • Confidential to my cousins: you know people can’t actually “graduate” from Pre-K right?  Unless the diploma mills have gotten worse than I thought.  Stop the stupidity!
  • I have very bad intuition about most things.
  • I can’t believe I just this past month or so learned about vlogbrothers.  As I’ve been watching them (gone through 2015-2010 at this point), I’ve noted how many chances I had to discover them… Lizzie Bennet diaries, The brain scoop (which I came across when Emily Graslie talked about the gendered nature of comments about her videos), books by John Green (which I have not read, but have read reviews for), and so on.  I’m so addicted.  I think I have more in common with Hank in terms of interests and pragmatism, but I’ve got that being old thing going with John and somewhat prefer his sense of humor and insights (perhaps, she thinks in John Green’s voiceover voice, it is precisely because we have less in common, and it is our differences that bring new insights and interest … obligatory reference to complexity).  I notice I’ve started doing my own deep and meaningful “thoughts from places” style monologues as I go from place to place (as soon as I notice, I’m all stop that!).(How did I find them?  Delagar has a link to hank’s tumblr on her blogroll and that batman video hooked me.) (#2’s sister loves these guys, did I not tell you?  Did you not see my t-shirt?) (No, I did not see your t-shirt.  Yes, you told me about your sister after I mentioned I’d discovered them.)
  • DH wore the “Batman’s just a rich guy with an affinity for bats” shirt for the first time and the mother of one of DC2’s friend’s commented on it at daycare pick-up.  Her husband is also an addict.


  • Speaking of male ponies… did you know that Weird Al played Cheese Sandwich?
  • My town has recently completely changed where it puts police officers to check for speeders.  They’re completely gone from the primarily minority neighborhood where I used to see them 3 times a week catching speeders in the school zone and they’re now at the entrance of my mostly white HOA and also on the main drag that half of the university people use to go home.  It’s like they want to change their statistics to make it clear they’re not just targeting minorities in case they get audited.  Or maybe this Ferguson stuff has stopped and made them actually think critically about how their practices negatively and unfairly impact minorities.  White privilege is real.
  • After 10 years, I now eat grits and like them.
  • Cute DC2 story:  Easter night,  DH insisted that DC2 needed to eat some real food for dinner instead of candy, and DC2 (age 2) maintained that marshmallow eggs are real food because they’re eggs, not candy.  Ze got so mad that ze took hir easter basket, marched into hir room, and slammed the door.  Ze had angrily consumed quite a bit more candy before we stopped laughing enough to be able to check on hir.  (At which point, I said one more piece, then no more and ze was ok with that.)
  • No, no, I haven’t found a place in Paradise yet.  We probably won’t until 1-2 weeks before we move out there!
  • The world would be a better place if people who hate math didn’t transmit their hatred to the next generation.
  • ARGH.  I hate the way no matter how many times I say, “I don’t know, my husband keeps the kids’ calendar” and “My husband is a better person to talk to about this” and “Call [husband] 1st,” it is irrelevant.  They always call me.  Even though the reception in my office is crappy and I often misplace my phone for days at a time.  (Caveat:  the new daycare is very good about folllowing the instructions on the card about who to call first.)
  • Related note:  Work colleague who has my cell number for work related reasons (coordinating meals with job candidates that one time), it was not ok to give it to your wife when she *already* has my husband’s number for play-date purposes.  And I’ve told him (somewhat impolitely) that she should call DH and I’ve asked her politely to call DH and not me many times.
  • I got my haircut right before a conference in a fancy city.  I suspect it makes me look younger and more approachable than my previous ‘do.  College boys and middle-aged ladies kept striking up random conversations with me at the airports on the way home.  It was weird.  Smalltalk, however, seems pretty easy at the airport (and it’s always easy at conferences), which leads me to conclude that I just hate making smalltalk with the parents of my kids’ friends.  I wonder what that says about me.

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