new job starting next week

Woo! I'm going to be a researcher at UIC for the summer. I'll keep you posted on what that actually entails. But for now, I'm saying goodbye Archaeology. To say adios here's a list of misconceptions people have about archaeology.

Misconceptions about archaeology that people ALWAYS have:

1. There are no dinosaur bones. Ever. That's paleontology. Watch Jurrasic Park.
2. There are no whips. Watch Indiana Jones. However, there are sassy women.

Here's a more professional list:

http://heritage.ky.gov/kas/archmyths.htm


Also, this is a temp research job for the Summer, hopefully it will be extended until November. Or I'll find something more suiting by then. Otherwise, you might see me saying Welcome Back Archaeology. Which is not nearly as fun or funny as Welcome Back Kotter. Let's face it, I'm not John Travolta. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WZmlBTgaLEI


One last thing, in case you forgot: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8DP5w9JdUQ

good news!

the GasMan is coming!!!

. . . on may 13th.

so, til then we will continue living in our 1800 house.  the night before last we even took an old school bath.  with the help of our electric tea kettle.  an hour of boiling, dumping, waiting, boiling dumping, waiting later-a bath was born!  it was like being 5 again.  with a big green plastic cup for in-lieu-of-shower-pouring and everything.

no pictures were taken, however.  unlike when you were 5.  bath-time photos aren't so cute when you're a grown up.

this must have been what it was like in the 1930's...

cold showers and nothing in the oven and empty refrigerators. and everyone smelled bad because they never used the cold showers and there were long lines to buy twenty-bucks-a-loaf-bread and everyone's up-hill-both-ways-shoes had holes in their soles and despair ravaged the land.

that is what it was like before they invented TV, right?

what i mean to say is: they turned our gas off. the people.

we discovered this on wednesday night. right now it is monday night. the stove is still unrelentingly silent. and the shower is still glacial. personally, i have showered at the gym everyday since the incident, with the exception of showering at allyson's on saturday. as far as kevin's showering habits are concerned. . . i have no idea. brendan, who left us "for good" yesterday managed to shower twice in our lovely claw-footed-freezer, though he said there were extremely loud, involuntary, and painful noises that went along with each of them. sadly, neither kevin nor i were ever in the apartment when either of those showers took place. sigh. . . if i could turn back tah-yme. . .

long story short: regardless of the fact that after we moved in we explained to them what our apt number actually was due to an initial confusion of 2FR and 2R, the people continued to have our address listed incorrectly, and therefore we never knew that it was us that they were warning about an upcoming disconnection. thus, off went the gas. and off went kevin's temper. and many phone calls were had and attempted by yours truly (all the while wishing that i had even a glimpse of the genius of megan becker's negotiation skills, of which i have none). and our outstanding and outlandish bill was finally paid.

and now, we wait. patiently.
thanking the heavens for our george foreman grill and his extraordinary panini abilities.

in other news: we went to champaign this weekend. and this happened:
and so did this:
obviously. fun was had by all.

. . . especially rachel.

slow down.

here it is again. in a slower and more controlled fashion. . .

With. Some. New. Beauties.




the inspection went really well yesterday. only a few minor problems--no screens in the windows, one window won't stay open, the brand-new-gorgeous stove didn't turn on but was probably just hooked up wrong--but nothing major to worry about.

daddy, we will probably enlist you to make a little railing for the front steps. . . so put your thinking cap on.

and now i'm looking on craigslist every day for a free piano. there are tons on there.

we have friends!

and these are just the ones that we remembered to invite.
there are lots more. we promise

and once we're done jumping through hoops, we'll have more parties.

of the warming kind. . . but for now:

friends.

and james called. with good news. so we made him come.



















and then we had a baby concert.

Champaign, here we come!

We're on our way to Champaign in a matter of hours. Things to do while there:

Loads and loads of laundry.
See Jacob.
See Allyson, Sky, nieces.
See a play.
Stop by to see Eric, Matt, Chauncey, Eric.
Easter eggs?
Leave by noon on Sunday. Not 1pm, Amanda.


Also, I'm about to head out to IO to makeup a class that I missed last Sunday. I'm all pent up with creative energy and I'm really ready to let loose on the nearest person.

I interviewed today. At a place at UIC for a research project that analyzes communities and how healthy they are. Literally going around and collecting data about supermarkets, restaurants, access to parks, how many sidewalks there are, how well lit those sidewalks are at night. It sounds terribly interesting. So we'll see. Downside, the project is only funded until August with a potential to extend to November. But hey, why not. Why not I say? We'll see what happens. Keep moving forward. Enough said.

Kev!n

cross your fingers

. . . because our hopes are high.

for a few weeks now, we've been talking to this guy:

his name is james.

we've seen stripes.
teal tubs.
impossible lock boxes.
awesome vintage accents.
bow ties.
trees.

and a roof that probably should have been off-limits.

and. we. found. this.

a beautiful English Garden Heaven.

--the lack of photos is due to my freaking out, hyperventilation, and not being physically able to snap any--

so.
just pray for the appliances.