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Moving Gramma

Published May 29, 2016 by Malia

This week’s podcast episode is a little late (but better late than never, right?).  This week I’m talking about something difficult, and I get a bit teary in the episode.

Episode 4

Also, in case you’re curious, this is the house I talk about in the episode:

Gramma's House

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The Whole Elephant

Published April 4, 2015 by Malia

Today, I boxed up the boy’s old dishes, and supply of plastic glassware, and unpacked my dishes & non-plastic glassware and put it away on the shelf.  I’m in the middle of making my second loaf of bread, with my super awesome new bread machine.  I cleaned the master bathroom.  I emptied the trash out of my car (it was such a mess, it went well beyond embarrassing).  I accomplished much, and yet I’m sitting here feeling like I accomplished nothing.

If I were Suzy Q. Homemaker, I’d have everything clean, the basement would be completely organized, the laundry would be going, the thank you notes would be written and delivered, and all of my belongings would be unpacked and put away and no longer living in boxes making the guest room look like a disaster area storage unit.  (And I wouldn’t be writing long run-on sentences.  Also, I wouldn’t be using terrible grammar because I’m too lazy to go back and fix obvious mistakes.)

As of today, we’ve been married for three weeks, and I’m feeling a little overwhelmed.  It’s hard to explain.  It’s been a crazy amount of change in a very short amount of time.  Before three weeks ago, I’d never kissed a guy, let alone lived with one.  Before three weeks ago, the most responsible thing I had to do everyday was just make sure I got myself to work.  The boy has been amazing.  He’s incredibly patient with me, and that’s truly what’s getting me through this.

I had lunch with my dad yesterday, and I was telling him about how frustrated I am with myself.  Basically, I want to be SuperWife, and falling  short of mark makes this perfectionist want to cry.  I told him that I wish I had taken more than a week and a half off from work.  I had no idea how overwhelming and stressful this all would be.  He was really sweet and kind, and asked me, “How do you eat an elephant?”  Now, the correct answer is, “One bite at a time,” but lately I’ve been approaching things, “The whole thing in one bite!”

So, I’m going to do my best to hang up the cape.  Let some other poor woman try to be SuperWife.  I think right now the best thing I can do for the boy and myself is just be Wife.

Learning to knit at 1 a.m.

Published February 20, 2015 by Malia

It’s totally normal to try to learn a new hobby in the wee hours of the morning.  Right?  Especially a hobby that is super frustrating, and uses tools that you can either gouge your eyes out with or hang yourself with.  Absolutely nothing bizarre about any of this.  Nope, nothing.

This is what I do when the world is feeling overwhelming.  I attempt to craft.  Normally, I loom knit with varying levels of success.  (Last year, I did manage to actually finish two blankets.  I’m super proud of that.)  However, I found this blanket pattern that is absolutely perfect, and to make it turn out right I have to learn to actually knit.  No more cheat knitting.

I’ve previously alluded to my ongoing Pinterest addiction, and this pattern is another Pinterest find.  There’s this excellent blog called Lattes and Llamas, and they have the most amazing blanket I’ve ever seen.  The best part?  The entire pattern is free and available.  The lovely ladies who write the blog have also provided, “Learn to Knit” videos.  So far I’ve really got the hang of casting on to the needle, and I’m slowly getting the hang of the knit stitch.  It’s the purl stitch that’s causing me headache.  That, and the fact that I can’t seem to keep my yarn from getting super tight on the needle.  However, I’m determined to make this blanket.  I don’t think I’ve ever found something that more perfectly represents so many of the nerdy things that I love.

The big day is 22 days away at the moment.  I’m slowly moving myself from my parents, to the boy’s.  Fortunately, he only lives across town, so I can do this move a little more relaxed.  It’ll be nice when we’re finally married, and I’m no longer playing the running back and forth across town game.  It was fun a year ago, now it’s just wearing on me (and I’m pretty sure it’s wearing on the boy).

22 days.  This is surreal.  I keep thinking of that moment in Star Trek IV, when the whale scientist ends up on the Klingon Bird of Prey, and Kirk tells her, “Hello, Alice, welcome to Wonderland.”  (Seriously, the older I get, the more I love this movie.)  I constantly have a million thoughts racing through my head, and I’m feeling about every emotion that can be felt.  This is all so new,  but it’s a good new.

And if I can solve the mystery that is knitting, it’ll be a great new!

Totally Doing A Great Job of Writing Regularly…

Published January 17, 2015 by Malia

There’s something about publicly announcing I’m going to blog more regularly that seems to send my brain into rebellion and causes me to blog even less frequently than I was.  Which strikes me as completely ridiculous.  So, just to be safe, I’m done making proclamations regarding how frequently I’m going to write or how much weight I am going to lose. 

So, this is how I’m spending the wee hours of Saturday morning…

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I’m hanging out at the comic book store while the boy participates in the midnight pre-release of the next set of Magic cards.  This is actually a pretty big deal among those who play.  Some of these people will be here until five or six a.m., and then be back in a few hours to play for several more hours.  I’m not playing because I really, really, really, REALLY stink.  I make the worst players look like experts.  After a brain frying day at work I’m just not in any mental state to play a strategy card game.  However, I do enjoy hanging out and supporting the boy and getting lots of reading done.  I love that I can sit in the corner and read for hours on end, and no one cares or tried to bug me. 

Also, I’ll be honest, it’s a nice break from wedding stress.  I’m only 56 days away from the wedding, and my anxiety is through the roof.  I’m really excited about the future and the wedding, please don’t think I’m not.  However, there’s so much new and different that is headed towards me at break-neck speed and it’s a little scary.  I’m moving in with a boy.  That’s a definitely a first.  I’m gaining a whole pile of relatives all at once.  I’m changing my name.  I’m going to have to give up my wild, single girl habits (Translation: I have to start showing some restraint in the Kindle book purchasing).  This is only the short list, there are so many other things I could be listing off, but the goal is to not be stressing at the moment, so the list ends here.

56 days is not a very long amount of time…maybe I should start thinking about packing…

Friday Night Questions

Published August 17, 2012 by Malia

Why did the chicken cross the road?

Why do some stores already have Christmas decorations for sale?

If the TARDIS translates all languages, why is the Dcotor the only one who understands “Baby?”

Is it pathetic that if I had the option at school to get BBC America instead of Oxygen and WE networks, I’d chose BBC America?

Does anyone know how to get in touch with the Packing Fairy?

What if, after the credits rolled on The Dark Knight Rises, all of a sudden you saw Sheldon from Big Bang Theory sitting there and he said, “Bazinga!  I’m Batman!”?

Plant or fish?

If you had the chance to go anywhere in the world, and money wasn’t an issue, where would you go and why?