Oh, Typo. ~ma to you and your mom.

I'm feeling a lot better today. Funny how I keep question myself when I'm sick if I'm really feeling bad or it's just a "meh" day, but once I'm better I can really say that yes, I was feeling sick.

Anyhow, there's a story about a term you have taught me that I think you'd like. I might have told it before - my memory ain't what it used to be.

Few weeks back, I went with a friend to a mutual birthday dinner out (our birthdays are two weeks away from each other). When we ordered, the waiter recommend me of a certain dish, but I thought it'll be too much for me, flavor-wise. So I asked him if they had something more vanilla (and I pronounced it "vanilla", because vanilla in Hebrew is just "vanill"). And, of course, since not all people are buffista-like, I had to explain that poor waiter what vanilla means, and that I didn't mean that I want something vanilla flavor or pronouncing "vanilla" wrong. He took it quite well.

Recovery~ma for your mom, Typo.

Feel better, Hil.

Man, there should be a rule that only good stuff can happen the week after your wedding. Our washing machine broke Monday night, I have a cold, the half-and-half went bad, and I just got a rejection letter from the romance/erotic book publisher. Boo. I really thought I nailed the hell out of the editing test, too. I felt really good about it.

The pay for the job was exceptionally crappy for the time commitment involved in editing a manuscript, so I suppose it's for the best, but it's just bruising to my ego, you know? I can do this, damn it. I'm good at it.

Well, I will drown my sorrows by taking all the sheets and towels to the laundromat. Yay?

t edit I still have the AMA job, and that's awesome, truly. But only part-time, so I need to rustle up other clients. The AMA job actually pays (slightly) more than my previous job, but, again, it's only part-time, so I have to make up the difference elsewhere. Meh.

Quick recovery to your mom, Typo. Sorry you're hurting so much, Hil. Sorry your post-martial bliss week isn't going as planned, Steph.

I'm really bummed. I was supposed to leave this morning for three days camping with the seniors in the Channel Islands. Instead, I got really sick overnight (pretty sure I ate some bad chicken at dinner), and when I let work know and got permission to meet everyone at the ferry so I could sleep for a few hours, at first everything seemed fine. But they just contacted me to say that they've decided they don't want me to go since there's a risk this could be a stomach bug. I completely understand the concern, but it sucks on two levels: one, I'm missing out on a great trip with some of my favorite students. Two, there are no regular classes the next two days, which means I'm going to be forced to use three of my five sick days. I've emailed to ask if there's any chance I can join them tomorrow if I go all day today without a problem, which will only cost me one sick day. Bummed.

Yikes, Typo! Glad it wasn't worse.

Boo, Tep

Sorry, Pix. That sucks. Hope you're on the mend soon.

Scheduled my next interview with Big Co in Seattle for Fri at 3 with the hiring manager. I'm getting scared (and excited) that this is actually going to happen! How the hell are we going to move out of state with 2 little kids? We can barely go to the bathroom with them around!

Heh. My friend is moving from BC back to Ontario with a toddler and twin one year olds. She just made a plea on FB for someone to come on the plane with her in exchange for a the plane ticket. (Her husband is driving.)

That's so exciting, Glam!

My parents moved from Canada to J'ca with a baby and toddler (J'ca to NY and NY to ON were just the one baby), and I never asked if it was tough. Because I don't care! Mwahahah! Someone just asked why I was cooking at age 7, and I don't know? Was I allowed to? I don't know! But the pot was there, and the egg was there, so I boiled it.

I love the absolute non-perspective of the child. From this side of things.

Yeah, you don't think about any of that stuff until (unless) you have kids of your own. Then it's like, holy shit! This is some hard livin'!

DW and I talked seriously about the possibility of this move last night and I think we're on board if I am offered the role at the salary I want.

Pros:

• Big pay jump
• We could buy a house right now instead of waiting years like we'd have to do in LA (wait for DW to return to work)
• We could probably keep our LA condo as a rental property
• Back to the type of work I like
• Gay marriage is legal in WA, liberal state
• We have to move anyway at some point and Big Co will cover packing and moving expenses
• We have talked about the possibility of moving to the Pacific NW

Cons:

• We like living in LA and we like our neighborhood (that said, we can't afford to buy a house in our area so we'd be out of here at some point anyway)
• Shane's co-op preschool is awesome - would be sad to leave such a nice community of people
• Have to work hard to ramp up at new job - currently in a kind of cushy position and work-from-home full-time

Now we wait and see what happens.