As promised here is the long version of yesterday's post. There is so much to talk about I don't know where to start!
Health:
So after a long drawn out saga over the telephone between my doctors office and the neurologist office, I finally got an appointment that was before April 14th, the date they originally set. After noting that I could possibly be living in another state by that time, I complained until they gave me an appointment in two weeks. That is still a ways away but much better than the previous arrangement. I still get headaches often and the room is pretty much always moving, but I have gotten used to it and I am not as fatigued.
Violin:
In a case of severe sour grapes I am mourning the impending departure from my beloved orchestra that I have become quite attached to. Kasia (conductor) sent out an email last week telling us that she will be resigning from Fort Lewis and the youth symphony as of this May to move to Salt Lake City to live with her violin prodigy husband that she married last fall unbeknownst to just about all of us. So there you have it, I'm leaving, she's leaving, sour grapes.
Snow:
The snow that we got yesterday is melting so fast that you almost can't tell that we even had any. Walking outside at the moment is quite dangerous as huge chunks of slush are falling from the trees at an astounding rate. Thankfully I didn't have to drive early this morning because the roads were just one huge block of ice. By now though it is all slushy and will probably be melted by this evening.
French:
Je ne sais pas quoi je fait.
(loosely translated as "I have no idea what I am doing.")
Yesterday:
...was a rather splendid day. The morning was completely unproductive, so I decided that I best do something worthwhile with my afternoon. So, Jill and I packed up our computers and mittens and drove down to the Steaming Bean to work on our essays and homework. Needless to say, no work got done until after we had talked for two hours over steaming bowls of french onion soup and frothy mugs of extra dry cappuccinos. By that time it was about 4:00 and the snow was coming down quite hard. We had a great time conversing and decided that we have to go "study at the coffee shop" more often. We finally opened our computers and actually got some work done which was good. The drive back home was absolutely magical and so of course we rolled the windows down and let the car fill with the flurries that were flurrying around us. Because it seemed the logical thing to do we started singing Christmas songs and creeped up the hill to our cozy abode. Once home I set out on my very short jaunt to take some pictures as yall saw yesterday and ended up getting completely soaked and covered in the biggest flakes of snow I have ever seen. Jill and I then spent the evening talking even more while I made cheese grits. The joke around the house now is that, no matter how old, moldy, shriveled, raw, or gross looking the food, Kate will offer it to you in an attempt to be a good neighbor. I never noticed it before but I guess I do it a lot because Jill decided that we need to make a show called Cooking with Kate just to highlight my willingness to eat and cook with stuff that looks a bit sketchy and then try and get others to eat it with me. To maximize profits we are also going to do a spin off Cleaning with Kate, Life Advice with Kate, and Home Health with Kate. It is all planned out so between my TV career and my career as a brain model I am set to go.
Interesting Tidbit:
I have been quite fascinated with genealogy lately and thus have done a lot of research into our family heritage. It turns out that we have some interesting folk in the family.
1. I am the 40th in a direct decent from Charlemagne. Too cool! As it turns out, our ancestor Sir Robert Adair (1583-1655) of Kilhilt, Ireland, knighted by King Charles I, married Jean Edmonstone of Duntreath. Jean's family line is traced back to Robert III of Scotland, Robert II of Scotland, William the Conqueror, David I of Scotland, Malcolm III of Scotland, Robert I of Scotland, Alfred the Great, Ethelwolf King of England, Charles the Bald Emperor of France, and Eghert I the First King of England. I am sure that a billion other people are also somehow related to these folks, but I still thought it was pretty cool.
2. By a stretch we are related to Brewster Higley VI who wrote the lyrics to Home On The Range by way of Brewster Higley II.
3. Our ancestor Capt. Joseph Adair Sr. fought in the Revolutionary War under both Col. Casey and THE Col. Washington.
4. Johannes Bleikers (Blaker) and his wife Rebecca Nee came to America from Germany on the ship The Concord and had a son Peter (our ancestor) who was born aboard ship on its voyage here.
5. Our ancestor Edward Buckman Sr. came to America on the ship The Welcome with William Pen. Unfortunately his wife Joan Bagham died abord.
6. Funnily enough, on the Legendre/Rhorer side of the family the tree gets bigger then smaller then bigger then smaller... This means one thing. Marrying your cousins is obviously quite common and accepted in our family. A bit scary to say the least.
So, there is a bunch of useless facts about our family history. You would be surprised what great tools the internet has to offer these days. Just about every document ever made has been scanned and put online. I can even find Hope's high school yearbook online! Craziness. Speaking of, the family tree has two big holes in it. One that stops with Ruby (Ernst), one with Hope's father's parents, and another that stops with Papa's parents so if yall happen to have any names that would be helpful :)
Well, I must go hop in the shower and get ready for work.
xoxoxoxoxo to all yall
-Kate
Health:
So after a long drawn out saga over the telephone between my doctors office and the neurologist office, I finally got an appointment that was before April 14th, the date they originally set. After noting that I could possibly be living in another state by that time, I complained until they gave me an appointment in two weeks. That is still a ways away but much better than the previous arrangement. I still get headaches often and the room is pretty much always moving, but I have gotten used to it and I am not as fatigued.
Violin:
In a case of severe sour grapes I am mourning the impending departure from my beloved orchestra that I have become quite attached to. Kasia (conductor) sent out an email last week telling us that she will be resigning from Fort Lewis and the youth symphony as of this May to move to Salt Lake City to live with her violin prodigy husband that she married last fall unbeknownst to just about all of us. So there you have it, I'm leaving, she's leaving, sour grapes.
Snow:
The snow that we got yesterday is melting so fast that you almost can't tell that we even had any. Walking outside at the moment is quite dangerous as huge chunks of slush are falling from the trees at an astounding rate. Thankfully I didn't have to drive early this morning because the roads were just one huge block of ice. By now though it is all slushy and will probably be melted by this evening.
French:
Je ne sais pas quoi je fait.
(loosely translated as "I have no idea what I am doing.")
Yesterday:
...was a rather splendid day. The morning was completely unproductive, so I decided that I best do something worthwhile with my afternoon. So, Jill and I packed up our computers and mittens and drove down to the Steaming Bean to work on our essays and homework. Needless to say, no work got done until after we had talked for two hours over steaming bowls of french onion soup and frothy mugs of extra dry cappuccinos. By that time it was about 4:00 and the snow was coming down quite hard. We had a great time conversing and decided that we have to go "study at the coffee shop" more often. We finally opened our computers and actually got some work done which was good. The drive back home was absolutely magical and so of course we rolled the windows down and let the car fill with the flurries that were flurrying around us. Because it seemed the logical thing to do we started singing Christmas songs and creeped up the hill to our cozy abode. Once home I set out on my very short jaunt to take some pictures as yall saw yesterday and ended up getting completely soaked and covered in the biggest flakes of snow I have ever seen. Jill and I then spent the evening talking even more while I made cheese grits. The joke around the house now is that, no matter how old, moldy, shriveled, raw, or gross looking the food, Kate will offer it to you in an attempt to be a good neighbor. I never noticed it before but I guess I do it a lot because Jill decided that we need to make a show called Cooking with Kate just to highlight my willingness to eat and cook with stuff that looks a bit sketchy and then try and get others to eat it with me. To maximize profits we are also going to do a spin off Cleaning with Kate, Life Advice with Kate, and Home Health with Kate. It is all planned out so between my TV career and my career as a brain model I am set to go.
Interesting Tidbit:
I have been quite fascinated with genealogy lately and thus have done a lot of research into our family heritage. It turns out that we have some interesting folk in the family.
1. I am the 40th in a direct decent from Charlemagne. Too cool! As it turns out, our ancestor Sir Robert Adair (1583-1655) of Kilhilt, Ireland, knighted by King Charles I, married Jean Edmonstone of Duntreath. Jean's family line is traced back to Robert III of Scotland, Robert II of Scotland, William the Conqueror, David I of Scotland, Malcolm III of Scotland, Robert I of Scotland, Alfred the Great, Ethelwolf King of England, Charles the Bald Emperor of France, and Eghert I the First King of England. I am sure that a billion other people are also somehow related to these folks, but I still thought it was pretty cool.
2. By a stretch we are related to Brewster Higley VI who wrote the lyrics to Home On The Range by way of Brewster Higley II.
3. Our ancestor Capt. Joseph Adair Sr. fought in the Revolutionary War under both Col. Casey and THE Col. Washington.
4. Johannes Bleikers (Blaker) and his wife Rebecca Nee came to America from Germany on the ship The Concord and had a son Peter (our ancestor) who was born aboard ship on its voyage here.
5. Our ancestor Edward Buckman Sr. came to America on the ship The Welcome with William Pen. Unfortunately his wife Joan Bagham died abord.
6. Funnily enough, on the Legendre/Rhorer side of the family the tree gets bigger then smaller then bigger then smaller... This means one thing. Marrying your cousins is obviously quite common and accepted in our family. A bit scary to say the least.
So, there is a bunch of useless facts about our family history. You would be surprised what great tools the internet has to offer these days. Just about every document ever made has been scanned and put online. I can even find Hope's high school yearbook online! Craziness. Speaking of, the family tree has two big holes in it. One that stops with Ruby (Ernst), one with Hope's father's parents, and another that stops with Papa's parents so if yall happen to have any names that would be helpful :)
Well, I must go hop in the shower and get ready for work.
xoxoxoxoxo to all yall
-Kate
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