Since I'm still sitting here in lab collecting spectra, I started watching the live streaming of the pre-royal-wedding shenanigans.
THE HATS. The hats are incredible. I haven't yet seen a single woman with a bare head. They're fascinating. I mean, of course they're fascinating, many of them are technically fascinators! The hats are so much fun that I almost think it's a shame I'm not British. I would be all in favor of my guests wearing ridiculously awesome hats to my wedding. Hell, I would be in favor of ridiculous hat wearing all the time.
The trees. When I heard they had put 20 ft tall trees along the aisle of Westminster Abbey my first thought was wtf. Upon seeing them, I still think it's really strange, but they actually look kind of nice. The bit of color they add is definitely a good thing.
A guest with a broken leg just arrived - a younger woman. She's being pushed in a wheelchair. How crappy to go to something like a royal wedding with a gigantic cast on your leg? I will say this though, the cast is a medium gray color, totally coordinating with her outfit.
BARE HEAD ALERT. And scandal! The bareheaded woman is the wife of the prime minister! She's got a beaded little clip in her hair, but it's hardly big enough to qualify as a fascinator.
It's so odd to see the big boulevards of London completely empty of cars. And everything looks so clean. London definitely was not that clean when I was there. However the beautiful tree lined streets are making me miss spring even more.
Oh boy. Princes William and Harry are on their way to Westminster. The crowd goes wild! Completely inappropriate, but I wonder what kind of underwear princes wear under very sharp looking military dress uniforms?? Regular old boxers or whatnot just seem insufficient.
Besides the hats, I'm also highly entertained by the number of women wearing gloves. Some are wrist-length gloves, like I picture little girls wearing to a tea party. Some are full blown elbow-or-higher-length gloves...like something I'd associate with an evening gown. Weird.
Oh my goodness. They couldn't let William sneak in some side entrance to hide and have a few minutes peace before the wedding? I can't believe he went in the main entrance and walked alllllll the way up the aisle for everybody to gawk at him. I guess it's kind of nice that he's milling around chatting with family and such though.
So Kate's mother and brother just arrived. Upon realizing that I knew who they were (the stream I'm watching doesn't really have any commentary or identification of people or what's going on), I was quite embarrassed. What does that say about me that I recognize Kate Middleton's mother and brother on sight??
And with only a couple minutes left on the last spectra I planned to collect tonight, I'll be heading home before actually seeing Kate's dress. What a shame. I guess I'll just have to look it up tomorrow. I'm sure it'll be hard to avoid finding.
Time to head home to bed!
I used to be a grad student. And now I'm not (thank goodness). I spent a year as a post doc in industry in Baltimore before starting a "real" job with the same company. These are my tales of science, food, travel, and life.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Academia is Dumb
A few weeks ago I submitted my CV for a departmental scholarship competition - it's very similar to the one I gave a presentation for last year, but this one is meant for 4th year students (while last year's was meant for 3rd years, logically) and it's worth more money. The presentations are scheduled for May 5th.
Unlike last year, when I had over 2 weeks notice, I'm looking at having less than a week's (official) notice. That's right, the presentations are scheduled for 9 days away now, and I haven't heard a peep about whether I'll be presenting or not. Since I made it to presentations last year, it's a reasonable assumption that I'll make it through the initial selection round to the group of students that give 30 minute talks, but it would still be really freaking nice to know. If I'm not presenting, fine, it would still be really nice to know. It really drives me crazy that the chair of the graduate program committee doesn't seem to think students would like more than a few days notice before presenting to the entire department. I'm sorry, at this stage of my "career," the idea of giving a talk to the entire department still freaks me out big time. More so than the talk I'm scheduled to give at a national meeting the first week of June.
At subgroup today I asked the Queen what the hell the deal was. She said the deadline had been extended, so they hadn't decided who was presenting yet, but that they would Friday. Assuming whoever is presenting is actually notified Friday, that leaves them a week. Personally, I'd really like a little more notice than that. My labmate presented in this competition last year, and she said she definitely had more than a week's notice. Extending the deadline to submit your CV sounds to me like not enough people applied. I'd assume my classmate who won last year's competition submitted - it seems traditional for the 3rd year competition winner at least to present in the 4th year competition. My entering class was unusually small - only 25 students, as opposed to the 35ish that is more typical, and we had a couple people drop out, a couple people take masters degrees, a couple people transferred when a professor left, and one just defended last week. So there aren't that any of us who would be eligible, and when you consider that the current chair of the graduate program committee will insist that people have publications at least submitted, there is really only a small handful of us who already have stuff out the door. This unspoken stipulation is pretty well-known, so I know a number of my very talented classmates who have done really good work but haven't yet submitted any manuscripts (for a huge variety of reasons) didn't bother applying at all. Talking to my friends, none of us even knew one other person who had definitely applied, which is completely ridiculous.
While the rumored/inferred numbers may sound like they're in my favor, I can't help but think this is a huge waste of my time. There are an awful lot of departmental politics that goes into deciding these things. For example, a student from E's group has never been selected to present in either of these competitions, despite in some cases clearly being more qualified than other applicants. I know that I gave the best presentation last year. It may sound super arrogant, but I'm really not exaggerating. I'm a pretty decent public speaker, and I know I gave a strong presentation. My classmate who won (and whom I like very much)? She mumbled, didn't look up, used really casual, bordering on inappropriate language, and spoke negatively about some of her data. What probably hurts my odds most however, is the fact that my labmate won this competition last year, and another of my labmates won the 3rd year competition the year before last (i.e. also the year before I presented). I would put a substantial amount of money on them not giving it to yet another student from my group. The idea of spending an obscene amount of time and numerous late nights preparing for this thing when I'm really quite sure I have no chance of winning is incredibly frustrating.
Since this talk that I may or may not be giving (ok, probably giving) is not very far away at all, I went ahead and talked to the Queen about what material would be best to present. Last year there was a pretty obvious answer, but this year it's not so obvious. It really drives me crazy that her response was, "I think you should go for broke. Try to get 16.9 to work." It would be really, really cool if I could manage to collect the spectra that prove this protein behaves as we think it should, but it will also be really, really, really difficult to get those spectra.
As if these experiments themselves weren't already difficult enough, further hindering my odds of getting the data I want is the currently very high demand on the relevant instrument. The instrument that I did most of my earlier research on has been down for a few months. I've been working on it since the problem developed, but there always seems to be a new problem to address, and because I absolutely have to be still getting results, I can't work on this instrument all that much. There are 3 of us heavily using the instrument in preparation for the conference, plus about another 5 people who have less, but regular and significant need of the instrument as well.
Who's excited about lots of late nights, lots of caffeine, and lots of bad food????! Speaking of which, I'm starving, and at quarter past 12, there obviously isn't anything open. Time for a trip to the vending machine I guess. I've already eaten the dinner I grabbed out of the fridge before coming back to campus after softball.
As nice as it would be to have more time to prepare, I suppose I should be glad I'm only looking at a week or so of this...
Unlike last year, when I had over 2 weeks notice, I'm looking at having less than a week's (official) notice. That's right, the presentations are scheduled for 9 days away now, and I haven't heard a peep about whether I'll be presenting or not. Since I made it to presentations last year, it's a reasonable assumption that I'll make it through the initial selection round to the group of students that give 30 minute talks, but it would still be really freaking nice to know. If I'm not presenting, fine, it would still be really nice to know. It really drives me crazy that the chair of the graduate program committee doesn't seem to think students would like more than a few days notice before presenting to the entire department. I'm sorry, at this stage of my "career," the idea of giving a talk to the entire department still freaks me out big time. More so than the talk I'm scheduled to give at a national meeting the first week of June.
At subgroup today I asked the Queen what the hell the deal was. She said the deadline had been extended, so they hadn't decided who was presenting yet, but that they would Friday. Assuming whoever is presenting is actually notified Friday, that leaves them a week. Personally, I'd really like a little more notice than that. My labmate presented in this competition last year, and she said she definitely had more than a week's notice. Extending the deadline to submit your CV sounds to me like not enough people applied. I'd assume my classmate who won last year's competition submitted - it seems traditional for the 3rd year competition winner at least to present in the 4th year competition. My entering class was unusually small - only 25 students, as opposed to the 35ish that is more typical, and we had a couple people drop out, a couple people take masters degrees, a couple people transferred when a professor left, and one just defended last week. So there aren't that any of us who would be eligible, and when you consider that the current chair of the graduate program committee will insist that people have publications at least submitted, there is really only a small handful of us who already have stuff out the door. This unspoken stipulation is pretty well-known, so I know a number of my very talented classmates who have done really good work but haven't yet submitted any manuscripts (for a huge variety of reasons) didn't bother applying at all. Talking to my friends, none of us even knew one other person who had definitely applied, which is completely ridiculous.
While the rumored/inferred numbers may sound like they're in my favor, I can't help but think this is a huge waste of my time. There are an awful lot of departmental politics that goes into deciding these things. For example, a student from E's group has never been selected to present in either of these competitions, despite in some cases clearly being more qualified than other applicants. I know that I gave the best presentation last year. It may sound super arrogant, but I'm really not exaggerating. I'm a pretty decent public speaker, and I know I gave a strong presentation. My classmate who won (and whom I like very much)? She mumbled, didn't look up, used really casual, bordering on inappropriate language, and spoke negatively about some of her data. What probably hurts my odds most however, is the fact that my labmate won this competition last year, and another of my labmates won the 3rd year competition the year before last (i.e. also the year before I presented). I would put a substantial amount of money on them not giving it to yet another student from my group. The idea of spending an obscene amount of time and numerous late nights preparing for this thing when I'm really quite sure I have no chance of winning is incredibly frustrating.
Since this talk that I may or may not be giving (ok, probably giving) is not very far away at all, I went ahead and talked to the Queen about what material would be best to present. Last year there was a pretty obvious answer, but this year it's not so obvious. It really drives me crazy that her response was, "I think you should go for broke. Try to get 16.9 to work." It would be really, really cool if I could manage to collect the spectra that prove this protein behaves as we think it should, but it will also be really, really, really difficult to get those spectra.
As if these experiments themselves weren't already difficult enough, further hindering my odds of getting the data I want is the currently very high demand on the relevant instrument. The instrument that I did most of my earlier research on has been down for a few months. I've been working on it since the problem developed, but there always seems to be a new problem to address, and because I absolutely have to be still getting results, I can't work on this instrument all that much. There are 3 of us heavily using the instrument in preparation for the conference, plus about another 5 people who have less, but regular and significant need of the instrument as well.
Who's excited about lots of late nights, lots of caffeine, and lots of bad food????! Speaking of which, I'm starving, and at quarter past 12, there obviously isn't anything open. Time for a trip to the vending machine I guess. I've already eaten the dinner I grabbed out of the fridge before coming back to campus after softball.
As nice as it would be to have more time to prepare, I suppose I should be glad I'm only looking at a week or so of this...
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Speechless
The front page of the student newspaper on April 21st (i.e. not April Fool's Day):
http://wildcat.arizona.edu/news/oral-sex-linked-to-cancer-1.2186851
http://wildcat.arizona.edu/news/oral-sex-linked-to-cancer-1.2186851
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Miscellaneous Saturday Thoughts
My mother called this morning. At 5:40 am. By time I managed to answer she wasn't there. Silly me, thinking that only an emergency warrants a 5:40 am phone call, I called her right back. She answered after like 4 or 5 rings.
My sister just got her driver's license this morning. She's really a pretty decent driver, but the thought of my baby sister with a license is super weird. Here's part of the facebook chat I had with her this afternoon, free of editing.
My $2200 federal tax refund (thank you incorrect 1098-T!!) and that little scholarship I got made it to my account this week. Too bad I instantly wrote a check for nearly as much to my student loans... Bye bye refund and scholarship...
I went for a run this morning. I had to talk myself into it, because it was already 80 degrees at 10:30 am. I figured it's time to suck it up and get used to it. Pretty soon the overnight low isn't going to be any cooler than 80, so it will be at least that hot out no matter how early I get up to run. 3-4 miles is a lot less fun in 80-85 degrees than 60-65 degrees. Sigh.
I also mopped the kitchen floor this morning, and in doing so, moved all the chairs, and my roommate's sneakers were that were on the floor. I'm really, really glad that I didn't find out until afterward that last night she had a patient puke all over the floor when they went to intubate him. Ick.
And with that, a friend just texted, it's time to hit the pool. Happy Saturday! :)
Mom: Oh hi honey, what's up?
Me: Hi Mom, is everything ok?
Mom: Of course, why do you ask?
Me: Because you just called me at 5:40 in the morning. [In head: !@#$%@#^$*]
Mom: Oh. Well you know I don't know how to use my phone. I didn't mean to call. [@#*%(@#^!] Your father says hello. He thinks this is a perfectly normal time of morning. [!@$^%!^]
Me: Whatever. I'm going back to bed.
My sister just got her driver's license this morning. She's really a pretty decent driver, but the thought of my baby sister with a license is super weird. Here's part of the facebook chat I had with her this afternoon, free of editing.
Little Sister: omgim about to take my FIRSTlone driving tripyayaya license
My $2200 federal tax refund (thank you incorrect 1098-T!!) and that little scholarship I got made it to my account this week. Too bad I instantly wrote a check for nearly as much to my student loans... Bye bye refund and scholarship...
I went for a run this morning. I had to talk myself into it, because it was already 80 degrees at 10:30 am. I figured it's time to suck it up and get used to it. Pretty soon the overnight low isn't going to be any cooler than 80, so it will be at least that hot out no matter how early I get up to run. 3-4 miles is a lot less fun in 80-85 degrees than 60-65 degrees. Sigh.
I also mopped the kitchen floor this morning, and in doing so, moved all the chairs, and my roommate's sneakers were that were on the floor. I'm really, really glad that I didn't find out until afterward that last night she had a patient puke all over the floor when they went to intubate him. Ick.
And with that, a friend just texted, it's time to hit the pool. Happy Saturday! :)
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Watch what you say.
Yesterday I was standing in the doorway to some friends' office, and a couple other friends were there, too. They all work in another analytical group downstairs from mine. One guy's wife is about 6 months pregnant with their 2nd, while another girl in there is about 3 months pregnant with her 1st. We had a conversation that went something like this:
Here we all have a general conversation about how the idea of having your parents, in-laws, siblings, grandparents, etc IN the delivery room is soooooo weird. And that the people who videotape deliveries are even weirder. Because really, who on earth would EVER want to watch that afterward?!
I whipped around totally panicked and turned BRIGHT red, and was VERY thankful to discover that she was just messing with me and that their advisor (and my committee member) was not standing there.
I probably shouldn't make fun of my sister's gullibility anymore.
Father-to-be: Oh Anne, [wife] had a dream last night that she went into labor, and that she called me here and was screaming at me to call you or [other friend] to go get [first child, now not quite 2].
Me: Haha, I was actually wondering what you were going to do with [first child] when [wife] went into labor. If you decide you want me to watch her that's fine with me, feel free to call whenever you need me.
Father-to-be: Ok, we'll have to see when family and stuff are coming to town, but [wife] doesn't really want them there until after, so we'll see.
Here we all have a general conversation about how the idea of having your parents, in-laws, siblings, grandparents, etc IN the delivery room is soooooo weird. And that the people who videotape deliveries are even weirder. Because really, who on earth would EVER want to watch that afterward?!
Father-to-be: I figure this time will be like the last time. She'll face that way [gesturing], I'll sit up by her head and face this way [gesturing], I'll just stroke her head or do whatever she tells me to do, but I'm NOT looking at the business end.
Mother-to-be: No kidding. I already told [husband] that he is NOT allowed to look.
Me: I totally agree. If I ever have kids I don't want my husband to see anything because I'd like him to want to have sex with me again someday.
Other grad student [looking over my shoulder into the hall]: Oh hi, [advisor].
I whipped around totally panicked and turned BRIGHT red, and was VERY thankful to discover that she was just messing with me and that their advisor (and my committee member) was not standing there.
I probably shouldn't make fun of my sister's gullibility anymore.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
San Xavier
Sunday morning me, E, and J went down to San Xavier for Palm Sunday mass, knocking one item off my bucket list, which seems to be growing longer faster than it's getting shorter...
So I know I was partly there for touristy reasons, but I was absolutely appalled by the number of people who would just wander in to look at the church during mass! It didn't help that the interior of the church is really quite small, and was already full to standing-room only of people who actually wanted to attend mass. If you're going to a church strictly for sight-seeing purposes, why on earth would you go on a Sunday morning?? There were literally people streaming into the church during the recessional - like before mass is actually over and before people at the mass could leave. It was so strange. Stupid people. Yes, I wanted to see the mission itself, but we stood quietly in the back during mass (the whole mass), and then took a quick walk through the rest of the church after mass, being sure to get out well before the next mass started.
Anyways, the church is beautiful. The crisp whiteness of the outside seems a bit out of place in the barren, brown desert (though the mission does have a decent size farm with beautiful green fields!), but it's really pretty against the bright blue sky. And the intricate woodwork inside the church is really astounding.
(Jesus/Joseph? with his dollar bills cracks me up.)
So I know I was partly there for touristy reasons, but I was absolutely appalled by the number of people who would just wander in to look at the church during mass! It didn't help that the interior of the church is really quite small, and was already full to standing-room only of people who actually wanted to attend mass. If you're going to a church strictly for sight-seeing purposes, why on earth would you go on a Sunday morning?? There were literally people streaming into the church during the recessional - like before mass is actually over and before people at the mass could leave. It was so strange. Stupid people. Yes, I wanted to see the mission itself, but we stood quietly in the back during mass (the whole mass), and then took a quick walk through the rest of the church after mass, being sure to get out well before the next mass started.
Anyways, the church is beautiful. The crisp whiteness of the outside seems a bit out of place in the barren, brown desert (though the mission does have a decent size farm with beautiful green fields!), but it's really pretty against the bright blue sky. And the intricate woodwork inside the church is really astounding.
(Jesus/Joseph? with his dollar bills cracks me up.)Monday, April 18, 2011
Sangria
Man I have been craving sangria lately. Big time. Must make soon. Easter sangria maybe??
Not a great picture, but you get the idea. Me want sangria...
My favorite sangria recipes:
Classic Spanish Sangria (with spiced rum)
White Sangria (with Sprite rather than soda water)
Not a great picture, but you get the idea. Me want sangria...
My favorite sangria recipes:
Classic Spanish Sangria (with spiced rum)
White Sangria (with Sprite rather than soda water)
Friday, April 15, 2011
Main Man
Sunday we went to Gettysburg, and when I mentioned to my sister beforehand that we might go, she freaked out.
When we got to the museum, the first thing we saw was this statue, and I knew I had to have this picture to send my sister:
Fortunately, the reaction I got to posting this photo on her Facebook wall did not disappoint.
(Sidenote: Last year for Christmas, she asked me for cash to help pay for her NKOTB/BSB ticket. I hate giving money. I think it's boring and impersonal, especially for someone like my sister where the possibilities for fun and ridiculousness are endless. So to give her what she wants but still have some fun, I printed out black and white images of all the members of NKOTB and BSB and taped them to individual $5 bills.)
20 minutes later...
She cracks me up. It just never ends.
Anyways, the museum was really nice, and really well done, and seeing various sites of the battle were really crazy, especially the view from Little Round Top. If you're ever in the area it's definitely worth going.
Me: Oh, so I think we might go to Gettysburg while I'm in Pennsylvania.
Little Sister: What?! Annnnnnnnnnneeeeeeee nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!! I want to go to Gettysburg! Abe Lincoln's like my main man! I love that man!
When we got to the museum, the first thing we saw was this statue, and I knew I had to have this picture to send my sister:
Fortunately, the reaction I got to posting this photo on her Facebook wall did not disappoint.
Little Sister: Jealous! So jealous! Molly also said that she's jealous. ... We both have a thing for Lincoln.
Me: Haha I have epic things in mind for Christmas. I'm already excited.
Little Sister: Hahaha maybe more $5 bills with Lincoln's face taped to them? Oh wait...
Me: Hm, I hadn't thought about including $5 bills, but that's an idea...
(Sidenote: Last year for Christmas, she asked me for cash to help pay for her NKOTB/BSB ticket. I hate giving money. I think it's boring and impersonal, especially for someone like my sister where the possibilities for fun and ridiculousness are endless. So to give her what she wants but still have some fun, I printed out black and white images of all the members of NKOTB and BSB and taped them to individual $5 bills.)
20 minutes later...
Little Sister: Annnne. I just read O Captain My Captain and teared up a little bit. I love that man.
She cracks me up. It just never ends.
Anyways, the museum was really nice, and really well done, and seeing various sites of the battle were really crazy, especially the view from Little Round Top. If you're ever in the area it's definitely worth going.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
I miss spring.
It's something we barely have in Tucson. And even then it's a very weird, different spring from what I grew up with further east...ie not in the desert.
I spent the weekend in Pennsylvania. Much of the weekend was cloudy and somewhat cool for my desert-acclimated-self, and none of the trees had leaves yet, but man did it make me miss spring. The flowering trees were all in bloom, and the daffodils and crocuses were in bloom, and even some tulips, and the fields were all green and pretty, and water was bubbling along in one beautiful little stream after another. I miss spring, and seasons in general. The weather in Tucson is already teetering on summer.
Oh, and one lane, covered bridges are ridiculously cute.
I spent the weekend in Pennsylvania. Much of the weekend was cloudy and somewhat cool for my desert-acclimated-self, and none of the trees had leaves yet, but man did it make me miss spring. The flowering trees were all in bloom, and the daffodils and crocuses were in bloom, and even some tulips, and the fields were all green and pretty, and water was bubbling along in one beautiful little stream after another. I miss spring, and seasons in general. The weather in Tucson is already teetering on summer.
Oh, and one lane, covered bridges are ridiculously cute.
Super epic clothesline!
P.S. I want a stream and a really cute little grass-covered bridge like this in my yard.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
New Digs
*Sorry, apparently I accidentally published this post in a half-finished state a while back.
I know I haven't written much lately. I haven't had much to say, and I've been a bit preoccupied. But with two of my three faithful readers complaining about lack of material, here's an update.
When K8 left Tucson for an awesome new job in Portland, and our house being sold, it was time to move. So at the end of March Jen and I moved a whopping half block down the street, into one unit of a duplex. It's definitely a downgrade in quality and amenities, but we managed to stay in the same neighborhood (which we both wanted), and it's cheap enough that should Jen decide to leave Tucson before I graduate, I can afford it on my own and won't be forced into moving AGAIN. Huge bonus. I REALLY don't want to move again until it's time to leave Tucson.
The top two shelves in the cupboards are so high that I literally have to stand on the countertop to reach the stuff up there.
The living room. I stood in the doorway to the hall to take this, the kitchen is to the right and the front door is to the left. I think the giant mirror that we, um, obtained from the house before last, and painted up super classy, looks lovely above the mantel. :)
My mostly finished bedroom. Waiting on a short curtain rod and another curtain to arrive. I took this from the doorway to the hall - the closet is to the left and my dresser and a door to the front porch are to the right.
This house has all the conveniences of modern life. No, I don't mean handy things such as a dishwasher, garbage disposal, or laundry. I mean features like this old school lock in the bathroom.
There's a (very) small back yard:
With some awesome artwork. "My legs are long, my teeth are loose, but I am a very handsome moose!"
I know I haven't written much lately. I haven't had much to say, and I've been a bit preoccupied. But with two of my three faithful readers complaining about lack of material, here's an update.
When K8 left Tucson for an awesome new job in Portland, and our house being sold, it was time to move. So at the end of March Jen and I moved a whopping half block down the street, into one unit of a duplex. It's definitely a downgrade in quality and amenities, but we managed to stay in the same neighborhood (which we both wanted), and it's cheap enough that should Jen decide to leave Tucson before I graduate, I can afford it on my own and won't be forced into moving AGAIN. Huge bonus. I REALLY don't want to move again until it's time to leave Tucson.
Because I'm sure you're dying to see the new place, here it is:
And here's a virtual tour, starting with the most important room in the house, the kitchen.
View into the kitchen from the living room:
The baking area - yes, I have dedicated this entire portion of the kitchen to baking. All the baking stuff (plus a few other odds n ends...) live in these drawers & cupboards:
The rest of the kitchen - I'd really like to somehow get a table or other flat surface to the left of the existing countertop above the shelves with our food. That corner is just such wasted space begging to be better used.
The top two shelves in the cupboards are so high that I literally have to stand on the countertop to reach the stuff up there.
Perhaps the coolest feature of the kitchen? The exit sign by the door.
This kitchen was by far the best of the places we looked at - the most storage space, counter space, and light. What it still needs is some color. Big time. And there's a giant empty patch of wall above the kitchen table crying for something to be hung there. I'm working on it.
The living room. I stood in the doorway to the hall to take this, the kitchen is to the right and the front door is to the left. I think the giant mirror that we, um, obtained from the house before last, and painted up super classy, looks lovely above the mantel. :)
My mostly finished bedroom. Waiting on a short curtain rod and another curtain to arrive. I took this from the doorway to the hall - the closet is to the left and my dresser and a door to the front porch are to the right.
This house has all the conveniences of modern life. No, I don't mean handy things such as a dishwasher, garbage disposal, or laundry. I mean features like this old school lock in the bathroom.
There's a (very) small back yard:
With some awesome artwork. "My legs are long, my teeth are loose, but I am a very handsome moose!"
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