My birthday was awesome this year. Despite my attempts to help out my family in coming up with great present ideas, they all found better ideas and thus I received an amazing array of gifts.
- silk sleeping bag: so I can stay at my in-laws' and in hotels, and even at my parents', without bringing my own sheets because of a weird skin reaction to scented detergent.
- a smoothie maker / blender (see picture below)
- several movies: Becoming Jane, Hitch, Patch Adams, and Pride & Prejudice
- a fabulous shirt combo
- a coffee scoop (and I am MOST excited about this)
- a tennis skirt
- $, which enabled me to get a new pair of jeans
Let's also not forget the brand new tennis racquet and wrist support that I received as a very early gift in July. We've had so much fun this summer using our new racquets!
As is standard in our family, I had a scrumtrulescent birthday meal courtesy of Mom. It included manicotti with meat sauce, green leaf salad, garlic bread, and peaches doused in cinnamon. Oh my was it all delish. For my cake, I requested a Dairy Queen one, because who doesn't love two flavors of ice cream accompanied by layers chocolate fudge and crunchies and topped by the lightest icing ever. It was phenomenal.
All of us failed to get adequate pictures, as has been the trend of the Wilson household this year. But here are the three that we managed to grab to commemorate the day.
Well, first, I turned 27. Which was a surprise to one of my coworkers who, bless her heart, said, "Oh, I thought at MOST you were 25." I appreciate that coming from her age of 23! But then suddenly I remembered how old 27 sounded when I was 23. Four years is a long time in that stage of life.
In more exciting news. Today, I submitted my application to grad school.
Wait, you say, don't you already have a master's degree.
Why, yes. Yes, I do. But I've always wanted this particular master's, or, I should say, to continue this particular interest of mine academically. And now I'm almost sure I can!
This will also be a boost to me professionally. It is typical (and oft required) that academic librarians have a master's in a second and unrelated field to Library Science. If you want details, I can explain it to you. It's too long and complicated for a post.
The plan is to start next summer, which for the school at which I applied means May (in 8 months). Each semester (and each of the two summer sessions), I will take one course. This is a stipulation from my job. I can't really do my work to the best of my ability if I'm trying to focus in three or four directions. Because this degree is encouraged, yay required, by my employer, they are providing me four hours per week from my standard 40 to get to my class. Which will be necessary, as the school is 1.5 hours away from where I live, work, and eat.
It's always exciting to launch into something you're passionate about, also a little scary to take the timid step of faith believing that this is the right course of action. For me, for my career, for us, for our family, etc. I've lately been struggling with the question, Can I even cut it anymore in an academic classroom setting? It's only been three years, but can School Lana be compatible with Married Lana. Ah, that is the question. How to juggle and balance all that my life is now that it was not when I completed undergrad and rocketed through SLIS.
It's also a whole other story to plan to spend three years of your life slugging through a degree that should take 1/2 that time. But this is what's laid before me, and I'm gladly accepting the challenge.
Strange as it sounds, I think classroom challenges are the only type of challenge that I feel equipped and capable of handling.
Guess I'll find out!
Our vacation began the morning after Margaret's wedding. We stayed in Indy that night at a relative's in order to cut out a couple of hours from our drive to South Carolina. We might have gotten 6 hours of sleep. It's debatable.
Nevertheless, this is the chronicle of our trip.
The early morning journey begins, obviously I'm thrilled.
Why is he always so happy?
Second night at the beach called for a Burger and fresh veggie feast.
Kyle makes the best burgers. Leslie, the best veggies. Calli and I helped.
It was Tommy & Tracy's evening to relax and wait for the food.
Such gracious hosts.
The next series of photos are from a crabbing venture we undertook.
The first is a photo op of a new Emo group.
Any good name suggestions for them?
I'm sorry, is Leslie's head attached to that chunk of raw meat on the end of that hook?
Success! 1 Crab.
This is how nearly all of my attempts to get a picture of Kyle turn out.
The man cannot be serious.
Leslie, very seriously crabbing.
She's so happy because she's losing so badly.
He still doesn't understand that you just don't mess with her.
Yay for sunshine!
I was very excited for a real tan, for beaches, and for escaping Indiana for a while.
We managed to get up for a sunrise one morning.
Unfortunately, it had rained all night, so it wasn't as spectacular as it could have been without the clouds.
It was still very pretty.
Plus, we found tons of creepy crawlies and scary things on the beach that made me not want to get in the water anymore. Like two dozen jellies.
This guy turned around as I snapped a second photo of him fishing in the early morning. Made for an awkward moment. At least this picture turned out well.
Finally, a truly rare moment when I'll let the world see me in my glasses. Our sunrise adventure requried my glasses. I think we both look a little tired here.
And that's the extent of the photojournalistic efforts of our beach trip.
We returned well rested, though hardly ready to face the next two insane weeks that have now zapped us of all the rested progress we'd made. Oh well. Such is life. :o)
I used to be good at this. Not anymore. What happened? I cannot tell you. Except that perhaps my need for self expression is now fulfilled in a new context...I finally have someone to talk to every single day. Wow. That's new. And it's someone I want to talk to. Even better. [Think crazy house from 2006.]
I have some pictures from vacation, some from Margaret's wedding, and maybe a couple from before that. Figured I should post them.
This picture is from July, but I love it and just had to post it.
Some family shots. Obviously missing some important players:
Leslie, Mom, & Dad, as well as Franz.
Brian and Clayton, telling me a joke.
Sisters of the Bride. The oldest Judd sisters.
The happily wedded couple. How cute are they?
Katie really, really wanted to dance with Kyle. In fact, she was almost reduced to tears because he didn't hear her request at first. He did dance with her, of course, when he heard her after we'd changed from our appropriate wedding attire. "But Katie, how are we supposed to dance," he asked. "However you want, silly," was her reply.
Alas, I forgot my camera-computer cord, to upload pictures while we are here in South Carolina. Shoot.
But I must say that the 12 1/2 hour drive down has been completely worth this...100% clear blue skies (until a thunderstorm sprang up last evening, when we were already inside making dinner). The beach was busy over the weekend, but yesterday was much less so. There are also colorful people to people-watch and strange tides to fight against whilst walking in the water. Typical to me, I've started a shell stash. I can't help myself (though perhaps I should seek intervention); I love finding shells.
Tommy, Tracy, and Calli were here with us three stooges for Saturday evening-Tuesday morning. Then Leslie, along with the Edwards gang, headed back up to NC, while Kyle and stayed here at the most relaxing and delightful beach cottage known to man. He asked last night if we could buy it and move here. It would be nice.
But nothing about this is realistic. Beach for hours a day. Sleeping for 11 and 12 hours a night. (Seriously...we have been, and it's been wonderful.)
But isn't that what vacation is supposed to be about? Escaping reality? And we are, quite well, thank you.
Hop you all back home are doing well. :o)
I have just spent the most delightful week away from home. It was jammed full of fun and different adventures for me.
- Blueberry picking with my sisters, mom, and nieces. Grand total of 50 lbs. Les and I nabbed 25 of those for our baking pleasure.
- Movie out w/ Kyle: Star Wars (awesome).
- Cook out at the farm with the nieces, sisters, mom and dad. Complete with watching the girls chase chickens for a very long time.
- A baby shower for my sister-in-law. Being a part of the production team for something like this at the Gottschalk house is always a treat. This year's main event: The 11-hour cake.
- A boat ride in extremely windy conditions, but fun nonetheless as the 2 littles got to swim in the lake with their life jackets and noodle-chairs.
- Finally today, a completely NEW experience: the Indianapolis Indians. Leslie, Kyle and I headed down this afternoon for a game. It was the most perfect baseball day -- puffy, billowing clouds and blue, blue sky. We sat in the sun, which was fun and drenching at the same time. My only sun from this past week came from today. It was pretty fun, despite the sad showing of the Indy Indians.
Having WAY too much fun.
Now, I'm back to work for two weeks before my next vacation starts off with a bang: Margaret's wedding. :o) Very exciting. Then, the Upland Trio is off to the Carolinas. Oh, dear Sun, I can't wait to feel your southern rays and sandy beaches. As well as the Edwards', of course. Seeing them is always the best treat of my summer.
Who wouldn't love this sweet little face?
I've discovered that I love creating things in the kitchen. I won't do it blindly, but if I have a recipe, it's inevitable that I'll follow most of it and then do my own thing towards the end.
Last weekend we had friends over for dinner. I wanted to make something new--which seems uncharacteristic, but I was getting really tired of the old standbys.
I found a recipe for spinach and ham lasagna with white sauce and I knew that was the dish. As Les and I had been talking about what veggies were available on the farm, I gave her a call about some basil (for something else) and asked about spinach. Turned out, she had beet greens, which taste exactly the same.
I made the lasagna according to the recipe, substituting beet greens for spinach, and then adding in some broccoli and mushrooms for substance. It was a hit.
Since Leslie has been talking about basil so much these days (the farm is overflowing, apparently), we both wondered about making pesto. I love pesto, but hadn't had it in a long time and found out in my research that nearly ALL pesto has some sort of nut. That, in and of itself, excludes it from my diet. Unless we start messing with the recipes.
Les tried her hand at it today -- making two batches -- one for me, nutless, and one for her, with nuts. She also brought over some zucchini and a tiny misshapen yellow squash. As the pasta was cooking for dinner, I decided to saute some onion with the zucchini and squash. When it was almost done, I threw in some leftover mushrooms. I tossed the pesto with the veggies and pasta and voila! a new dish was born. It was GOOO-OOOD.
I never would have guessed myself a cook-type. I never had any interest. But it turns out, it's really fun and making stuff up is phenomenal!
Tomorrow I get to try my hand at the Amish Friendship bread. I've had it stewing on my counter for 10 days. I found a blog that listed the innumerable varieties that you can make, simply by changing the flavor of pudding, or adding cream cheese, different spices or fruits or toppings. Sounds awesome. I'm so glad it's the gift that keeps on giving, so that I can try out as many different kinds as possible. Sweet!
Let me know if you want some. It'll be in my freezer.
Let's also not forget the brand new tennis racquet and wrist support that I received as a very early gift in July. We've had so much fun this summer using our new racquets!
