I never got the management job, but I did move to a new department -- the same Film & Media Studies that Kidlet was in. After three years there, I'll be retiring at the end of June. I feel like I'm about to reboot my life, and I am SOOOO excited.
We still have one aging cat, now 18. We lost Sasha shortly after my last post in 2012, and the bunny lived to be 14 1/2, until last fall. I still miss her.
I drive down to Oxnard two days a week to be with my 95-year-old father. We drive around and explore, and I fix his dinner. He's doing great and still lives on his own, with morning and evening caretakers dropping in.
Peter is still commuting to Valencia, but he gets to come home on Wednesdays and work at home the last two days, so that's a huge help.
So... not much has changed, and yet everything has changed. My social media world is now on Facebook and weekly chats, with a little email thrown in. Once I'm no longer enslaved to the work computer and daily email crush, perhaps I'll be more present in the journal world. Writing is one of my retirement ambitions. Perhaps I'll post again before four years are up! Hugs to all.
I'm feeling such a mixture of emotions -- excitement at doing something so new, worry about what the new place will be like, sorrow at leaving my beloved grad students and faculty and colleagues... just, wow. Sending the email to announce my departure was excruciating. I still can't quite believe I'm doing this. But deep inside is a very positive feeling that it's the right thing to do.
Kidlet has moved back into the house with us after a year in her apartment. She ended up having to deal with some really crappy roommate situations, and ended up coming here whenever she had to seriously study. This will save some money, and we're happy to have her back. She brought a cat with her, which isn't going down well with our elderly Tigger. Bouncy young Indie is plaguing him constantly, but they don't get into serious fights. Indie thinks the bunny is a fun toy to poke his paws at through her pen, but she takes it in stride.
So today is Superbowl Sunday, a good time to go out and about because half or more of the country is glued to their TV sets at home, leaving the roads and stores refreshingly empty. I think I tried to watch it last year (once upon a time I did enjoy, and understand, football) because the commercials are supposed to be so good (and isn't THAT a weird enough reason for watching TV), but they weren't, and it was boring, and I turned it off at the half-time. Today I'll probably read instead; I'm on the third book of A Song of Ice and Fire (the last good one of the series, according to snycock). There are any number of TS stories to read, too -- such bliss. Peter's sick and there's still putting the house in order after the Christmas stuff was taken down to do (there's grammatical sense to that sentence, really there is), so it will be a puttering kind of day. And soup -- definitely soup, for Souperbowl Sunday. *smile*
Dr. Who was a big subject back in 2008 here on LiveJournal, and my curiosity was piqued by all the references to the different Doctors -- Ten, and Nine, and Four, etc. I asked gillyp about this, as she seemed particularly expert in all things Who, and she really set me on the right course with a whole bunch of information and history. I'd taken a look at the then-currently-running episode The Unicorn and The Wasp, as well as Silence in The Library, before I realized I was too unaware of what was going on and decided I wanted to start at the beginning. Peter's always up for good sci-fi and had always heard about Dr. Who, so he was game too. Now four years later I caught up with myself (and Donna Noble), and moved right along. Watching The Unicorn and The Wasp again felt like, I don't know, a real landmark -- something to celebrate, for sure. Now that we've caught up to the Eleventh Doctor, though, we want to drag our feet a bit. We're going to be soooo unhappy the day we find ourselves without the luxury of lots of shows to catch up on, and have to actually wait for real broadcasts (or worse, wait out a whole season until we can Netflix it). We're already in that position now with Torchwood, and whoa, wasn't The Children of Earth a downer! Now I know what all the uproar was about.
There's still Game of Thrones ahead, but I want to read the books first. I think there are about five of them out so far? So that'll be awhile -- and that's good, because I've kinda gotten in the habit of having something to look forward to, viewing-wise. Alons-y!
Whew, that's the sitch in a nutshell. A BIG nutshell.
(This was posted at my Livejournal too, but I'm not sure how to put the official wording in, so I hope this is okay.)
Your result for The Attachment Style Test...
32% Anxiety Over Abandonment and 17% Avoidance Of Intimacy
You're mostly secure, but sometimes you need a little extra reassurance to make it through the tough times. You are usually affectionate and sweet, and you find it easy to fall in love. An encouraging word from a crush or a loved one can motivate you for weeks.
Fictional character with whom you might identify: Kaylee (Firefly/Serenity), Hiro Nakamura (Heroes)
|Other Attachment Types:|
|Secure:||The Unicorn|||||The Cuddleslut|||||The Free Agent|
|Preoccupied:||The Cling Wrap|||||The Squid|||||The Insect|
|Fearful:||The Doormat|||||The Leper|||||The Exile|
|Dismissing:||The Hermit|||||The Stone|||||The Player|
Pardon the drama, I'm a bit giddy. It's been so long. And probably the only reason I'm doing it now is because I'm home sick. :( Stupid cold.
So here is my pirate-y question, or maybe it's pirateish -- or even piratical? Anyway, since I trust many of you have seen the latest Pirate movie, can you tell me whether I should see it in 3-D or not? It's playing both ways here, so I have a choice. Or maybe I should see it both ways? There's a thought! Please let me know your opinions. In general, I find many 3-D movies not living up to the effects -- it seems a bit wasted on a lot of them. Some, though, are definitely worth the extra cost.
Thanks, lovies, and hugs all around!