In between the packing I have been knitting. I’ve been knitting more than I should be. I should be packing more at night. When I set February 9 as my last day of work, I thought I’d have more time to pack. Not really—that just gives me a weekend and basically two days to get everything packed up. Valentine’s Day will be spent packing up the truck and doing the heavy duty cleaning of the place.
But check out how much of my sock I’ve got done:
Can you say one of these things is not like the other? One of these things just doesn’t belong? The first sock had a much better swirl of colors around the cuff. Second sock, not so much. I thought maybe I decreased my stitches—nope. There’s the same number of stitches that I had on the first sock. I thought maybe I’m knitting tighter? That’s possible as the first sock cuff is wider. However, I think that’s due to me trying it on and it has become a tad bit stretched out.
Ah well. Fraternal socks never hurt anyone. I’m still madly in love with the colors.
On the moving front things are progressing somewhat well. We’re having a hell of a time selling Dr. Mad Scientist’s car. Texans seem to freak out about a car that is originally from Ohio, spent most of it’s time in Michigan and has driven in snow. I had the most surreal experience trying to explain how much snow it has driven through to a native Texan who had never seen snow. It’s not like we took the damn thing offroading! It’s a teensy little Mazda Protégé!
It looks like we’ll be dragging it to New York/New Jersey. The places I’m looking at settling in New Jersey I’ve been told can handle having two cars.
Of course still no place to live yet. But I found a realtor by accident on Craigslist. He seems nice enough and when he emailed me back yesterday, it ends up his brother in law is the chief brain surgeon at Mt. Sinai.
I just hope this guy realizes that a postdoc and chief brain surgeon do not make the same amount of money. One of the “wonderful” things about being married to a new Ph.D. is that a lot of people just assume Dr. = Money. Lord, I wish. Even with this new job at Mt. Sinai, he’ll only be making a few thousand more than I was in Lansing as a professional paper pusher/legal secretary. I’m just thankful he was smart enough to pick a grad school that didn’t require payment for tuition. We’re not faced with a buttload of grad school debt now. In fact, his Ph.D. is paid for before his Bachelors is!
Ok, so I’ll leave you with some food porn pictures in the vein of my favorite Moshin’ Mommy Stacie
(she takes the best food porn pics!)
Part of moving involves what I’ve dubbed “Operation Pantry Raid.” It’s where you come up with meal ideas from the food you have on hand so you don’t have to pack a case of canned soup with you when you move.
For some reason I had a can of garbanzo beans. So what can you make with garbanzo beans? Hummus of course!
But what can you have with hummus? How about lamb kabobs?
Plus we’ve got some charcoal and lighter fluid we have to use up before we leave so this worked out great.
There’s a funny story involving Dr. Mad Scientist going to the butcher shop for that lamb and being the only gringo in there. Because he doesn't speak a lick of Spanish, he got leg of lamb instead of lamb shoulder, but hey, it was still tasty!
Chunky and I had to pose for a picture with our completed spread of homemade pita bread, lamb kabobs, hummus, and a yogurt sauce.
Boy it was delicious!
Labels: Food, NY Move, Socks