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Entries from February 2009

Because I know I have been neglecting you

February 28, 2009 · 5 Comments

I haven’t forgotten that I have a blog, it’s just that things are busy lately and microblogging via Twitter is much quicker.  Also, there’s still some stuff going on these days that I’m not ready to discuss with the whole world yet, but I will do a special post when and if I am.  In the meantime…

Ush is next door playing Rock Band with the boys, so I took the opportunity to sort out my photos between phone, memory card, and computer.  And I thought I’d share some with you lovely folk!

(Sidenote – Speaking of you lovely folk… I’ve had 14 views today. Which is fine – I know some blogs get 14 views in as many minutes and I’m happy knowing that will never be me.  But I do sometimes wonder why some days (like February 11th for example) I’ll have a spike in readership – 81 views in a day!  What’s that about?  Weird.)

On with the show!

(Oh, and disclaimer: most, if not all, (let’s be honest, probably all) of these will be of the dogs. I know; you’re not surprised.  But my cousin was mocking me cuz there are more photos of my dogs on my Facebook page than there are of me and Ush.  So to that I feel the need to say, “Well DUH, if you had doggies as cute as mine, you’d do the same thing!”)

Sadie tried to stow away in my suitcase!

Sadie tried to stow away in my suitcase!

"Please Mom can I come with you?! I'm so cuuuute!"

"Please Mom can I come with you?! I'm so cuuuute!"

Xmas trees look better with presents underneath! (Nevermind that none of those were for us)

Xmas trees look better with presents underneath! (Nevermind that none of those were for us)

Wondering why I moved their beds over by the tree

They were wondering why I moved their beds over by the tree

(By the way, the tree is up on a table because a certain someone (ahem, TOBY) kept eat the fake little berries and pinecones off the lower branches.)

(my camera loves natural light)

(my camera loves natural light)

(my camera doesn't like lightbulb light)

(my camera doesn't like lightbulb light)

Looks like he's about to capsize!

Looks like he's about to capsize!

Love his silky black fur and that perfect white stripe

Love his silky black fur and that perfect white stripe

I love her jowls

I love her jowls

See? Jowls!!!

See? Jowls!!!

Streaming spotlight on my mini poinsettia

Streaming spotlight on my mini poinsettia

This is what was left of our Snowlady after just a week

This is what was left of our Snowlady just a week after The Great London Blizzard of 2009

I took this while I was on the toilet.

This was taken from the toilet. The door doesn't close properly and Sadie likes to come in and visit.

Passed out in sunshiney wonderfulness

Passed out in sunshiney wonderfulness

She has a mahoosize one, yet she is eyeing HIS little strip of nothing. And he's uncomfortable with the whole situation!

She has a mahoosize one, yet she is eyeing HIS little strip of nothing. And he's uncomfortable with the whole situation!

I do have some non-doggy ones to share after all!  Namely a few shots from my birthday at the Natural History Museum.  But this post is long enough.  Instead I’ll save those for another day and leave you with our little “family portrait”.  :)

It literally took us about 20 tries to get it to this halfway decent standard!

It literally took us about 20 tries to get it to this halfway decent standard!

Categories: Memory Lane · Snippets · pets

Husband should go away more often

February 23, 2009 · 4 Comments

I don’t actually mean that at all. I like it better when he’s here. (It’s always better when we’re together. Doesn’t even matter what “it” is.)

But really I probably wouldn’t have done what I just did if he’d been here. And I’m really glad I did, cuz it was awesome!!

Stephanie and I used to do it in college quite a bit, mostly during our last two years in Madsen. We “danced.”  Like David did for the Lord, (“with all his might” – 2 Sam 6:14).. undignified and carefree. Like Meredith and Cristina used to, when they were stressed. They’d dance it out.

I say “danced” because it’s mostly just jumping around, arms flailing, legs kicking. I suppose with the occasional ‘dance move’, but mostly jsut movement in any form.  Best done to music that you love. Music that emotionally moves you such that you can’t help but physically move in that way. Moving in that way actually enhances your enjoyment.

Tonight I “danced”.

Beforehand, I was out walking the dogs, listening to the Slumdog Millionaire soundtrack (which is pretty much all I’ve been listening to since I saw the film) and when I got back to the house, “O… Saya” had just started, nearing my favourite part when M.I.A. starts rapping. (They can’t touch me, we break off, run so fast they can’t even touch me! And I imagine, from the beginning of the film, all the little kids running away from the baddies.)

I just couldn’t help myself. I was so into it, I’d had a small glass of wine earlier, so I was feeling carefree to begin with. I came into the living room and commenced bouncing/flailing/kicking. My dogs must’ve thought I’d lost my marbles. At first they were bouncing around with me, Ooooh! Is this a game?! How do I play?!? But then they realised I was completely ignoring them, so they just laid down and watched, perhaps shaking their heads, Oh dear. Mommy’s gone insane. (Although I suppose they might say ‘Mummy’, given they’re British doggies. Hard to say, seeing as they’re in a half British, half American household. And yes, I realise I’m grossly anthropomorphising my dogs. It doesn’t mean I want kids; it means I’m happy for my dogs to BE my kids!)

But I digress. I joyfully “danced” through that song, as well as “Jai Ho” as well as “Ringa Ringa” and finally, not on the Slumdog soundtrack, but the first bhangra-y song that I ever fell in love with: “Darshan” by B21.

It was incredible.  I haven’t REALLY done that in years.  I’ve danced and thoroughly enjoyed myself, at clubs and whatnot, but I haven’t “danced” like that in quite some time.  Wonderful.  :)

But it sure made me miss my Roommate!!

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my heart

February 20, 2009 · 2 Comments

Lots going on right now, so I’m going to go ahead and put the real writing on the backburner for a bit and instead post a meme, whatever that is. I just call them surveys.

I chose this one because 1) Dooce also filled it out and 2) I’m so in love with my husband and am ever increasingly proud and honored to be with him.

What are your middle names?
My middle name is Lynn. Ushwin doesn’t have one. I must remember to ask whether this was a culture thing or what.

How long have you been together?
We’ve been married for almost 2 ½ years, together for 4 ½.

How long did you know each other before you started dating?
Hehe, well our relationship didn’t follow the usual progression. He emailed me October 19th, booked a ticket to come see me November 6th, and when he arrived the week before Christmas, we were as in love as you can be having only done so by correspondence.

Who asked whom out?
Welll, he ‘found’ me first and emailed me. Does that count?

How old are each of you?
I’m 27, he’s 31. Four years isn’t a huge difference, but it’s funny to think about the staggering differences between our lives at certain times… Like, when I was 14 – a junior high cheerleader, too shy to talk to boys that I liked, the cool kid in my church youth group, completely naive. Ush was 18 – finished with secondary school, travelling around Europe with three of his friends, clubbing, meeting many of the friends that he (we) now see regularly.

Whose siblings do you see the most?
Neither – because Ush doesn’t have any and my brother lives about 5,000 miles away. Sad on both counts.

Do you have any children together?
Of the human variety? No thanks! (I used to say “Maybe when I’m 30..” But now even that feels too soon!)

What about pets?
Now you’re talkin! Our babies are two little Cavalier King Charles Spaniels and the words ‘pride and joy’ don’t quite come close!

Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
While we’re similar in a lot of important ways, we’re also very different in others. That can be exciting, in the sense that we relish each other’s individuality, but it can also be difficult to compromise and learn to work around things sometimes.

Did you go to the same school?
We didn’t even live in the same country…

Are you from the same home town?
Not even the same continent!

Who is smarter?
Ush is smarter. He retains information much better than me, and is really good at sifting through a large amount of info and pulling out the important bits. I have to read the whole thing, then sit and think for a minute, and then try to summarise.

Who is the most sensitive?
Yeah, that’d be me.

Where do you eat out most as a couple?
Hehe, more like ‘where’ do we eat in :-P Friday night is takeaway night – usually it’s Japanese, but also sometimes Indian or Thai. Occasionally pizza.
Fave place to eat out locally is a mediterranean restaurant called, brilliantly, Medi.

Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
Er, just between here and Chicago. We did a road trip to Nebraska once.
Hoping to visit India soon, and also South America. Australia. Thailand. (etcetcetc)

Who has the craziest exes?
No crazies. Mine were normal – my heart was broken once and then I broke a heart and then went thru a long phase of unrequited love. Ush was a loved b*stard, then was infatuated and dumped, then spent a long time being comfortable (aka lazy) in a relationship that should’ve just been a friendship. We both learned a lot from these experiences.

Who has the worst temper?
We both have our moments! Thankfully, it very often happens that when one of us is busy losing his/her sh*t, the other is magically calm and under control.
If we’re losing our temper at each other, there’s some shouting that almost always diffuses into laughter somehow.

Who does the cooking?
Mostly me. I started out making easy meals that merely required the warming up of the various ingredients, and still do this sometimes, but I actually cook now too.

Who is the neat-freak?
Put it this way, Ush is happy to live amongst piles and piles of stuff. I am not. I’m by no means a neat freak, I just prefer a happy medium between that and filth.

Who is more stubborn?
We both have our moments. I’m more likely to give in sooner.

Who hogs the bed?
We have nightly fights for the duvet, so I’d say we’re BOTH guilty of hogging that. But I guess I’m the inadvertent bed hog, which must be down to my limbs having a mind of their own once I fall asleep.. I’ll often wake up to feel his legs pushing mine away, and he’s told tales of waking up because I’ve punched him in the forehead or kneed him in the groin. Whoops!

Who wakes up earlier?
Neither of us are early birds by choice. Ushwin usually has to get up earlier than me, so I get to stretch out, yawn out a “Have a good day, honey!” and roll over for another half hour of snoozing.
I make it up to him at the weekends by getting up to let the dogs out, letting him sleep a bit longer, and making tea when he wakes up.

Where was your first date?
Um, his entire 10 days in Chicago was our first date!

Who is more jealous?
Not so much jealous, but occasionally insecure. *raises hand*

How long did it take to get serious?
About two weeks by correspondence.
About two minutes in person.

Who eats more?
I tease Ush for having eyes that are bigger than his stomach, but to his credit he can also quite happily skip meals whereas that idea is almost laughable to me.

Who does the laundry?
Me. I taught him how to use the machine once. Remember when I said he’s happy to live amongst piles of stuff? He can’t see the point in doing laundry until he’s out of tshirts/socks/pants/etc.

Who’s better with the computer?
Ush. I’m not hopeless (in fact, I’m a computer genius according to the secretaries at work), but Ushwin is the one who, when I couldn’t figure out why I couldn’t run updates on my EeePC due to lack of space, informed me I needed to empty the recycling bin. Oops.

Who drives when you are together?
The cab/bus/tube driver. :-P We don’t drive here, but when we’re in the States I drive.

I love you, honey. ♥

Categories: Chatting away · Family · Snippets · pets

My advice

February 14, 2009 · 1 Comment

What good is advice if you keep it to yourself? Make like a grandma and pass along the wisdom. Ok, Plinky, I shall…

I have some pretty simple yet powerful advice to give when it comes to dealing with gossip.

I was going to start out by using the office as an example, but then i remembered when I worked at camp and also in a restaurant.. And it's not just work, but extra curricular organisations like poms and youth group. When you spend regular and frequent intervals of time with a group of people over an extended period of time, relationships start to form. Person A chats with Lady B, who later speaks to Dude C who also happens to know Person A, and so they may find themselves comparing notes. And can you believe what she said to Other Person D?!

It's just inevitable. Also gossip can be alluring in the sense that the sharing of it creates a sense of belonging. It feels good to be in the know, to have someone run to YOU with some a juicy bit of info. And of course those among us who are curious by nature will find it all the more tempting to be part of the gossip mill, to be in the loop.

I know that gossip spreads around my office like wildfire – whether it be bashing the bosses or speculating about someone who called in sick – the usual suspects are pretty easy to pick out.

When I first started working there, I very quickly saw this happening. (I'm a secretary and we work closely with reception, and we're all sort of the hub of the office, plus all of us have more direct contact with the partners than most of the office… so we hear things.) I resolved not to participate and become entangled in the sticky gossip web.

Don't get me wrong, I'm often tempted. Especially when I hear snippets of conversation or am unable to stop someone telling me something.. But when I'm tempted to pass something on, I use a piece of advice that I read in a fun coffee table book called "Top Tips for Girls"…

Before passing on any information, gossip or not, consider two things: 1) Is is true? 2) Is it kind?

If either answer is NO, then keep it to yourself.

When in doubt, (and perhaps the best advice known to man, or at least to me), DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU'D HAVE THEM DO UNTO YOU. The good old Golden Rule (aka Matthew 7:12) will never let you down.

Categories: Chatting away

Good for her

February 12, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Thanks Avital for posting this on Facebook.

Categories: Snippets · the soapbox
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My Nicknames

February 10, 2009 · Leave a Comment

(This is my first post via Plinky – I’m kind of nervous!)

Right, the Plinky-generated question is: What’s your moniker and how did you get it?

I have a few, so I’ll do you one better and list them chronologically!

As a toddler learning to speak, I couldn’t say my own name… With multiple syllables and tricky graphemes and phonemes , I did my best and called myself Muffy. (I know, not even close.) So that’s always been my dad’s nickname for me. (And no one else is allowed to call me that.)

But, lest you giggle at my attempt, my younger brother came along and butchered it further – Ottie. Oddie? I don’t even know how you’d spell it. It sounds like “AH-dee”.. But, if I may skip ahead in the timeline for a moment, he no longer calls me that. Some time around mid-adolescence, he started calling me ‘Big Stephanie Moss’ or ‘BSM’ which became “Bessum” which was then and is now always shortened to Bess.

In school, I got the typical Steph or Stephy.. When that episode of “Full House” aired, I was occasionally called Step-On-Me. In college, my roommate and I called each other Roommate. Together, we were Steph-squared or The Stephs. Post college, Heidi and I called each other Compañero (which is Spanish for roommate). No interesting stories behind those names, really, because they’re all obvious and/or self-explanatory.

Nowadays, my husband and I call each other Eddie. This all started when Ush introduced me, already a fan of Rik Mayall, to the series ‘Bottom’. Richie and Eddie and their antics just slay me every time! During their live shows, when Rik would inevitably forget his next line, he’d stall for time by exclaiming “Ohhhhhh Eddieee!” in an exasperated yet affectionate tone. I started doing to that Ush, and now we use it all the time to each other.

Categories: Chatting away

Let victory come

February 7, 2009 · 1 Comment

We (finally) saw Slumdog Millionaire last night, and I loved it. It’s easily up there amongst my all-time favourites (nestled alongside Sleeping Beauty, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Amelie, The Wedding Singer, Labyrinth, Little Miss Sunshine, The Green Mile…)

I really want to try to convey how much this film moved me and in what ways, but I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to. (But maybe if I just start typing, we’ll see what happens…)

It helps, I suppose, that I’m so enthralled by many facets of Indian culture – the colours, the music, the dancing, the cuisine. I’m so grateful that I’ve married into a family with such rich culture behind them (which mine lacked, for no reason but circumstance). I enjoy learning more about it and participating in it, and hope that Ush’s ties to India will strengthen. I look forward to my first visit there one day.

But even without my own initial fascination, director Danny Boyle did an incredible job conveying a large portion of the India that most of the world doesn’t always see… My heart breaks from the extreme contrasts that you see in the country’s social dynamic – the severe poverty right next door to the incredible wealth and progress. The corruption is soul crushing, the cycle seemingly impossible to break. When you give money to a begging child, it’s scary to think who might actually be getting that money. But is it better or worse to give or not to give? You can’t know.

After the film last night, Ushwin told us of an instance when he was in India as a child, with his family, where they saw a child running naked through the streets, begging. Ush’s mom couldn’t bear this and collected the child, brought him back to their flat and clothed him. She later wept over this decision, worrying that she had only set him up to be beaten and robbed of his new clothes.

Boyle also did a great job of making sure viewers didn’t stay sad for too long… Funny moments lifted your heart, taking you away from reality for a time, allowing even a pessimist to see a bright side. And there was a recurring theme of what really matters – weaving through the vignettes that we saw of Jamal’s life – intermingled with the violence, greed and selfishness were choices and actions fueled by pure love, hope, selflessness.

Love this song… “Jai ho”  (the title of this post.)

Categories: Chatting away · Family · Life lessons · the soapbox
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The Snowoman

February 2, 2009 · 1 Comment

Claire was head of construction for this project, being responsible for the midsection, an arm and leg, and most importantly the inadvertent creation of the breast-like lumps which prompted us to make ‘it’ into ’she’. I was the stylist, giving her a smile full of pennies, some stylish shades, and protecting her modesty with a makeshift bikini.

Ush helped a lot in the construction of this beauty, though his work was more behind the scenes. He was photographer. In fact he was also the creative director, coming up with the idea to put our Snowoman in the lounger.

Behold.

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(I got distracted while they were working on the arms and made the fence behind us look like a castle wall.)

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(Ooops, thumb!)
(Also, it took quite a bit of effort to get the doggies to sit their butts down onto the snow :-P So cute!)

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Not quite like sitting on Santa’s knee, but that was the general albeit silly idea.
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What a fun day :)

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No question as to what Phil would have to say to this

February 2, 2009 · 1 Comment

Well, they don’t do Groundhog Day here in Britain, but I think it goes without saying that we’re not having an early spring – we’re in the middle of the heaviest snowfall in almost 20 years! It started around 9pm last night and pretty much hasn’t stopped for the last 15 hours! We’re up to about 6 inches now here in London. They’ve terminated all bus services, any Tube lines that run above ground are closed and even the open ones are running with severe delays. They’re actively encouraging people not to travel unless extremely necessary, including by bicycle! So needless to say, Ush and I are at home having a snow day!

It’s so exciting… A day like this back home wouldn’t cause the world to halt, and we’d all be like “5 inches? Meh!”  But it’s only snowed maybe 4 or 5 times in the 3½ years I’ve lived in London, and the only time it stuck (about an inch or two) was for about 2 days and it was completely melted after another 2. It’s been a very weird winter here! We had a random snowfall in October, which was the first time it’d snowed in London in October for over 70 years. And since then it has alternated, on a daily basis, between mild, windy, rainy, sunny, and various combinations of those!

I took this yesterday afternoon… (You can’t tell from the photo, but the sky was brilliant blue and the sun was streaming through the trees).
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And here’s now it looks today.  (Although this was about 4 hours ago.. It has only stopped once since then for about five minutes.)

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Sadie is loving it.. She has always relished new experiences, and this one is no exception!  She comes in covered in snowballs, as below (where it looks like she’s not happy, but that’s only because she doesn’t like being made to hold still when she wants to go nuts!), and gobbles them up as we whittle them off :-P   It’s so fun.

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Photos to come of the snowman that Claire and I are going to build this afternoon!

Categories: Chatting away · pets