In less angsty news, Waylon had his first spoonfuls of rice cereal the other night! I wanted to wait until he was 6 months old, but he’s pretty close and he’s showing all the other signs of being ready to try some solids, so we thought we’d give it a try. It was, as they say, a rousing success. He didn’t eat much, but he thoroughly enjoyed the experience.

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Not sure if any of you are, but I’m still here, just quiet.

Here’s why:

  • GB’s mom left to go back to the west coast this morning. This marks the first time (not counting the 3 days at Big Damn Conference) that we do not have family in the house with us (and are not in families’ houses) since the beginning of October.
  • We are staying at Skycat and the Yogini’s house, which is cozy and lovely and has chickadees and cardinals and doves and sparrows at the birdfeeders in the back yard, and I could pretty much watch them all day.
  • It’s snowing here! And there’s a fireplace!
  • We found an apartment–we move in sometime in December. It’s nice. The place itself is really lovely. It’s the top floor of the landlady’s house…and she is, uh, let’s say “eccentric.” But she knows that we have four cats and a baby and that GB isn’t working and that I have some crazy fellowship and we have bad credit and she is fine with all that. So. I am positive that stories will be forthcoming, as her eccentricities become less charming over time.
  • I have an upcoming campus visit with one of the schools I interviewed with at Big Damn Conference!
  • There were two interviews that went well: one in the state we’re living in now, and one in Totally Random Southern State. TRSS University interview went great–good conversation, awesome people. And I’m excited to have my very first campus interview. But.
  • But, well, fuck. Now I have to prepare for this thing.
  • It’s in 11 days.
  • I am bringing GB and Waylon. The interview is only two days, but I figured it’s better to pony up the cash for GB’s ticket than to try to figure out a way to leave Waylon for two days (the thought of which makes my stomach hurt and is just not worth pondering further).
  • I did have to get GB a different flight down there than the one I’m on, which kind of sucks, but they scheduled my flight and we can’t afford the pricier ticket I have. We’re all flying back together, though. Still–one more thing to stress about.
  • My advisor (who is acting very much like an advisor right now, thankfully) reassures me that this is just fine. Although he added that I should probably not nurse Waylon during the interviews. I am in agreement there. I have no intention of anyone at TRSSU seeing Waylon or GB.
  • Dudes, I have a freaking campus interview. I am SO NOT PREPARED for this.
  • I have to write a job talk. Fuck fuck fuck.
  • GB and I brainstormed ideas for it today, and I have an idea that might work…my advisor (acting like an advisor!) offered to read it, so I have to get it to him in the next few days. Crap.
  • I have to GIVE the job talk. Oh fuck. Not ready. Not prepared. Seriously pondering running away.
  • Gah.

because i have a sleeping baby on my lap who’s recovering from his very first cold and a super long weekend in Conference City…

  • Interviews: hard to say. Two went really well, I think. One was not bad, not great. One was pretty bad (I mean, really–I couldn’t answer easy questions, though I later–after the interview–realized what they were trying to ask me; I spaced out; I stammered. It wasn’t pretty), but we all had a pretty good time and the senior scholar in the department seemed to like me (well, he *winked* at me, which I think is good…). Whatever. And one was so stunningly bad that I just might blog about it someday.
  • Still: two of them, I wouldn’t be surprised if they translate into campus interviews. So we’ll see.
  • Good weekend, overall, though tiring.
  • My absentee ballot was hijacked. Never got it in the mail, never got the replacement I requested. Checked my status online yesterday. It says my ballot was received on Oct 26 and challenged. I never saw the ballot.
  • I am extremely unhappy about this. Have reported it to CNN and other voter hotlines.
  • OMG, polls, close already, i cannot stand the suspense…
  • Sent off 10 job applications.
  • Have 3 interviews (so far?) scheduled at Big Damn Conference…and two of them are the jobs here in Homestate! Whoohooo!
  • Now I’m nervous, of course…because, damn, either of these 2 jobs would be just freaking awesome. Must prepare. Must…find…time…to…prepare…….ACK!
  • We’re at my mom’s/sister’s (no, they’re not the same person…don’t make me make the joke about Bordering State) in Capital City. We head up to Hometown tomorrow to check out apartments and see, well, everyone. Yippee!
  • But, crap, dudes…I need to get ready for these interviews (which are next weekend)….ack ack ack!


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Edited, because I’m just annoyed by the whole thing now.

Your result for The Feminism Test…

Gender-Liberal

You scored 100% Gender-Abolitionist, 100% Sexually Liberal, and 40 % Socialist

Gretty tagged me to do the list of 10 things that have made me smile lately, and Waylon is sleeping right now so I have two typing hands, so here goes:

  1. Ben & Jerry’s Peach Cobbler ice cream. I’ve blogged about it before, but it still rocks–GB just bought some yesterday.
  2. Lots of blogfriends took me up on being Facebook friends. So neat to see people’s real identities.
  3. Moving back to Hometown seems like a really good decision. I am so excited to be back with my oldest peeps.
  4. Talking to both of my sisters a lot more on the phone. They both make me laugh, and I feel lucky to have sisters who also feel like friends (and if you’ve known me for a while, you know how amazing this is…CRSE, I’m talking to you).
  5. I sent off 10 job applications. I’m not especially counting on any of them, but I’m glad to have gotten them out.
  6. Mornings, lately. Waylon usually sleeps the last 2 hours of the morning in his swing–I put him in there soon after the sun comes up, because he’s restless in bed when the sun is up (but not restless in his swing then, weirdly). I love picking him up from the swing when he wakes up–I love his morning smiles and sleepy yawns. I make coffee, sit at the computer and nurse him and soak up those smiles while I do a quick check of news and blogs…then GB gets up and brings me coffee with my cinnamon vanilla creamer and I pretty much feel like the luckiest person in the world.
  7. Lots of good TV. New seasons of Dexter and Californication, and digging True Blood. And Stewart and Colbert are kicking ass on the election.
  8. Learning that my diehard-Republican, 80 year old retired Economics professor father is voting for Obama.
  9. Waylon’s hair is starting to curl in the back, where it’s longest.

Wow, three Waylon pictures in one post…I’ve officially turned into That Blogger. Didn’t see that coming. But seriously, if I can be this happy about moving back to Hometown, really anything is possible…