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You are viewing the most recent 20 entries November 10th, 2009bbqhuff @ 09:13 pm: Saw a new apartment tonight.
 It was a duplex, just what I need for the smoke and noise issue. It was in a pretty nice neighborhood right next to my ward. A mile closer to work. It was almost perfect. It was a spacious 2 bedroom with new carpet, paint etc. $100 cheaper, teeny backyard with a porch. Old but quaint. Lots of closet space, a room far enough away from others to play cello to my heart's content and a teeny, tiny kitchen. But...it had one of those sliding doors as a back door entrance. My covered carport parking place would have been right behind the building in an alley and the closest entrance was that door. That means I'd have to leave it unsecured by one of those door bars all day long so I could get in and out of it every night when I came home. Not comfortable with that. Plus I just didn't feel quite right about it, darn. So after all the filling out of rental papers and being excited about being closer to my job and still in the same ward I decided against it. My safety is worth more than that $100 a month. Crap! Still searching.
gab @ 02:20 pm: btw
  I love my job. Tags: art, public
gwoman, posting in word_ancestry @ 12:13 pm: at the drop of a hat
 at the drop of a hat -This phrase hearkens back to the days of the Wild West, where a gun was as much a part of a man as his right hand and where brawling was a right of passage. In fact, it was this propensity for fighting that led to the creation of at the drop of a hat 'quickly and without much prompting.' During the 19th century, the start of a duel was often signaled by a third party dropping his hat or holding it in his hand and sweeping it down across himself. The dueler with the quickest reaction time and keenest aim would be the winner, and from this speedy response came the definition of today's expression. The act of dropping a hat to signal the start of a duel or race spread to other items of clothing, particularly the scarf or handkerchief of a woman attached to one of the competitors. Side note: Helloooooo to everyone! Wow, that was one hell of a flu; it took five days for my fever to break. Hope everyone else had a better week and weekend. Also, no more takers for Halloween photos? Current Mood:  exanimate November 8th, 2009bbqhuff @ 07:34 pm: The wedding
Had a wonderful trip to Columbus to see Erin get married. It was so fun to meet Ben's family, parents and 7 siblings, assorted spouses of said siblings and many little cousins. Erin's friends Tamsin, Nick, Kristin and Caren came too which was fun because they haven't been together in a while. The Granparents Huff, Lori, Lyle and Erin's dad were there too to help us celebrate. Erin's Grandpa Huff is a sealer in the temple so he married them. Weather was perfect, sunny and 50-60ish. Erin looked beautiful in the dress her mother-in-law made, Ben was as handsome as ever. Erin and Ben arranged to have a lovely dinner for the family afterward at a local restaurant. It couldn't have been a more perfect day than it was. Paul, Melissa, Caleb and I got a bit of playground time in afterward too. Great weekend. Sigh. Photos over on facebook for those interested.
davebarrycolumn @ 03:01 am: North Dakota wants its place in the sun
http://www.miamiherald.com/living/columnists/dave-barry/story/1307294.html <em>(This classic Dave Barry column was originally published Aug. 12, 2001.)</em><br />North Dakota is talking about changing its name. I frankly didn't know you could do that. I thought states' names were decreed by the Bible or something. In fact, as a child I believed that when Columbus arrived in North America, the states' names were actually, physically, written on the continent, in gigantic letters, the way they are on maps. I still think this would be a good idea, because if an airplane's navigational system failed, the pilot could just look out the window and see exactly where the plane was. ("OK, there's a huge 'W' down there, so we're over Wyoming. Or, Wisconsin.")
November 4th, 2009mhuff @ 09:31 pm: Three things.
 First, I have to say thank you for your kind words on my last post. Just to be clear, I usually don't feel bad or (too) sensitive about our continued status as a three-person family. I just have my days, I guess. I can be patient. (Right? Right...?) Second, I have to say that I am currently being FEATURED on Tamsin's other blog. Featured! (A word that I have, granted, chosen myself.) I've never been featured on anything before--well, other than piano recitals. And perhaps my thesis defense could count (?). Anyway. Read. Comment. Love. And finally, I spent the morning planting our front flower beds with nearly a hundred bulbs, five pots of kinnikinnick, three foxgloves, a blue aster, and an acer japonicum. I have hopes that all of them will live through the winter, so it will look better this time next year than it did in this picture:  Really natural working-in of the picture, huh? Just for you, Janel.
ehuff @ 10:52 pm: The Weather.
 Weather.com is predicting that the high will be in the 60s and that it will be mostly sunny with a 20% chance of precipitation this Saturday, November 7th, 2009 (also known as the day of my wedding). I'll take it! Side note: Weather.com is also predicting that during the entirety of next week, in Orlando, Florida, there will be scattered showers and thunderstorms with occasional bouts of sunshine. It will however be in the 80s all week with lows of, oh, 65. Welp, I can at least still go to the Haunted Mansion at Disney World if it's raining. I'll be thinking of all of you while my hair is frizzing in 80 degree weather. Oh, to be warm again . . . .
November 3rd, 2009gwoman, posting in word_ancestry @ 05:41 pm: Update
Hi all, I've got one heck of a flu, so I haven't been updating and probably won't be for a few more days. Sorry, guys. :( Here's hoping I get better soon enough to make it to the out-of-state wedding. -gwoman Current Mood:  sick November 2nd, 2009loradona @ 08:38 pm: In Which I Break the Law
 So here's the deal. My life has entirely too much drama right now, but I think I need to let this out. On Friday, my principal said that he had fielded complaints from parents about an editorial that ran in the school paper. He objected to two portions of the editorial, and said that my choice to allow the article to run led him to question my judgment. I disagreed, and he then said he wanted to preview the next edition of the paper before printing it. This is known in journalism circles as prior review. He then suggested we meet on Monday, and I agreed. (Oh, irony of ironies? He observed my lesson plan about censorship, he is also currently taking an educator's law course at the U of O, and--the kicker--his wife is a broadcast journalist. I know!) Frustrated, I called my union rep, who arranged for a representative to be there. I also contacted people I know from my experience at Kent State, and they put me in contact with many different people, including one guy who helped draft the Oregon Law that prohibits prior review. It was also suggested that I contact the Student Press Law Center, which offers free legal advice to students and advisers in our situation. Because it is a student run paper, the students need to be the ones instigating all efforts, so they called the SPLC, and they put us in contact with a lawyer in Washington who told my students that, legally, our principal cannot do this. We felt bolstered by this information. In this meeting, Principal Principal basically reiterated his complaints, I reiterated my disagreement, and my union rep was kind of unsupportive. In the end, he insisted upon what we term prior restraint. I tried to explain what the law said, what the lawyer said, and what the guy who helped write the bill said, but Principal Principal basically implied I didn't know what the law meant. In fact, when I mentioned the SPLC was involved, you would have thought I had said that I was secretly working with terrorist organizations. "I've seen their website," he said with distaste, "and they seem very radical and biased in their views." Now, I'm not a lawyer. I'm not a journalist. But I think I have a little bit of knowledge of this that he might not. But he does not appreciate that. Instead, he insists that because the board policy (which, reminder, violates state law; look at #6 under section 1) says he can, he should and will review the paper prior to publication with the intent to eliminate material which he deems objectionable. This, my friends, is censorship, plain and simple. He has every intent to censor the paper based on his own opinions, and he is forcing me to help him do this. In this way, I will be in violation of state law. However, there is still hope. I have a meeting Wednesday with my superintendent, and I hope to speak some reason to his mind. If anyone you know has any knowledge in this area, can you please have them contact me? I am in desperate need assistance here, given my admission that I am not a lawyer, nor a journalist. Oh, help. Current Mood:  frustrated , journalism, there are no words
bbqhuff @ 11:08 pm: Erin's getting married.
The little girl who was so very shy as a wee one is grown up and in love. Sigh. Seems like just yesterday she was rolling in the dirt, playing with cicada skins and hanging out on the front porch playing in an old refrigerator box. :]
gab @ 09:18 pm: Magellan
  I worked on commissions after work today, as per usual, but got discouraged. So I drew Magellan. He will be my next cat. Some day. I will search far and wide until I find the perfect kitty to fit the role. Tags: art, public
November 1st, 2009mhuff @ 09:15 pm: Bluesy (but truesy).
You may be wondering how I'm feeling about fertility lately. I mean, you probably are. What else does anyone have to think about other than to wonder what my thoughts are about fertility? Well, let me tell you this. Would you think I'm a horrible person if I admitted to occasionally wanting to punch pregnant women in the stomach? (Only those whom I do not know and who are pregnant with their third (or fourth!) when their oldest is, say, three.) You can be honest. I would probably think ill of someone who confessed to just such a feeling, but there it is. In my own blackening little heart. I have to remind myself sometimes that excessive fertility is probably as much of a burden sometimes as its opposite. Life is weird, don't you think? I would never have predicted that my future would be what it is--not that I regret any part of it. It's just... surprising. (Plus: it's a little hard to regret this:...)  (Or this:...) 
bbqhuff @ 05:39 pm: Sunday
Nice.
davebarrycolumn @ 03:01 am: Feeling sick? Blame your computer
http://www.miamiherald.com/living/columnists/dave-barry/story/1291457.html <em>(This classic Dave Barry column was originally published Dec. 14, 2003.)</em><br />It's time once again for Keyboard Korner, the computer-advice column that uses simple, "jargon-free" terminology that even an idiot like you can grasp; the column that shows you how to "take command" of your personal computer, if necessary by reducing it to tiny smoking shards with a hatchet.
October 30th, 2009loradona @ 08:54 pm: I'm So Angry I'm Growing Fangs! I'm Fangry!
Urgh. Today I had the worst interaction with a boss ever. The upshot? He ultimately insulted me by saying, "I don't trust your judgment." Yeah. Stellar start to the weekend. I would love to rant and rave about that here, but I don't think that wise--we have another meeting on Monday. However, if you don't have a LiveJournal and want to know the whole story, email me at loradona at gmail dot com, and I shall divulge more to you. Trust me, it had me feeling angry for hours later, and I am just now calming down, after writing the account, venting with friends who are smarter than I am and have all sorts of great ideas, and calling my mommy. Right now I am just praying that I can be calm for Monday. I want to respect my boss. But I don't feel like he respected me. I don't like to hold grudges, and I normally don't but this might take a little bit of time. Current Mood:  angry , journalism, there are no words
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