Sunday again...
Well, it's been an exciting week for the "Two Artists" and it's bound to get even MORE interesting.
This week, I've been working at my new job at Carleton College (a place to get a Bachelor's degree, not an A-level - For our British Readers). It's a wonderful place to work. The people are amazing, and very open and welcoming. The job itself entails all sorts of amusments, that I have wanted to do for a long time. Working in an I.T. environment, messing about with video and sound (a la my wife and partner Fiona) and working with students AND faculty.
To be honest... It's almost perfect. (If it were a full-time job, it WOULD be perfect. As it is now... It's "just" great.)
Beyond that, it's just getting used to the fact that I am on the road two hours a day, whenever I work. However, after driving 100+ miles every day of the week, for my undergraduate... 85 miles a day, three days a week, really isn't that bad.
Fiona's been getting nailed at Nordstrom's E-Bar. Long shifts... Very. Very. Long. Shifts. But she's a fighter, and is younger than I, so she's handling it much better than I would.
We went back to the Renaissance Festival on Saturday. It was fun, as we dressed up, and "got into the spirit" as they say.
Here's a few photos:
Me and Fiona in our "finery."
Fiona's fancy "Princess Braid no.2" that she had done at the Fest. Beautiful, no?
One of the few times Memnon calmed down. Thanks Skippy.
As you can see from the above photo... Fiona and I were silly, and spent an extra $10.00 fee, to bring the pup to the Fest. We think he had a great time. It was a bit insane trying to keep him from killing every DOG he saw... But he received some "serious loving" from just about every human that saw him. He's a lovely dog, when it comes to interacting with humans... Members of his OWN species, however, are NOT Memnon's style.
After seven hours at the Fest... We were pooped. The pup was pooped-er, and frankly... We were freezing. It wasn't "too" bad... It made it to about 55°F (12.7°C) and Fiona had a beautiful cloak (from the wedding)... But I have to admit I was a bit cold. Anyhoo... We came home, Memnon crashed (tired for the first time in his brief life) and we had several cups of very warming PG Tips (mine with milk and sugar, Fi's only with milk). That's right Brits... We can actually GET PG Tips over here. It's not easy, and perhaps you're asking, "Why would they buy regular daily-British tea, when there's plenty of OTHER teas more easily found in America than PG Tips?"
To you... I say, "Have you ever HAD a regular daily-YANKEE tea?"
It's awful. Not a good thing... Not a good thing at all. Fiona and I are perfectly happy to make a stop at an import store, and pick up a box of Tips... Thanks.
Anyhoo... Now that I've gone on FOREVER about really not much at all... A brief "pre-view" to the week...
I work my days... Fi works HER days... And on Tuesday we meet with the property manager at Carleton Artist Lofts to discuss the possibility of us renting there in December... And on Friday, we move into the house-sit in St. Paul, which will be our home for the next three months.
Gah.
So... We're off. I'm going to try to force Fiona to write one of these entries soon... As she's been slackin'!
Adiós!
-- Tucker
This week, I've been working at my new job at Carleton College (a place to get a Bachelor's degree, not an A-level - For our British Readers). It's a wonderful place to work. The people are amazing, and very open and welcoming. The job itself entails all sorts of amusments, that I have wanted to do for a long time. Working in an I.T. environment, messing about with video and sound (a la my wife and partner Fiona) and working with students AND faculty.
To be honest... It's almost perfect. (If it were a full-time job, it WOULD be perfect. As it is now... It's "just" great.)
Beyond that, it's just getting used to the fact that I am on the road two hours a day, whenever I work. However, after driving 100+ miles every day of the week, for my undergraduate... 85 miles a day, three days a week, really isn't that bad.
Fiona's been getting nailed at Nordstrom's E-Bar. Long shifts... Very. Very. Long. Shifts. But she's a fighter, and is younger than I, so she's handling it much better than I would.
We went back to the Renaissance Festival on Saturday. It was fun, as we dressed up, and "got into the spirit" as they say.
Here's a few photos:
Me and Fiona in our "finery."
Fiona's fancy "Princess Braid no.2" that she had done at the Fest. Beautiful, no?
One of the few times Memnon calmed down. Thanks Skippy.
As you can see from the above photo... Fiona and I were silly, and spent an extra $10.00 fee, to bring the pup to the Fest. We think he had a great time. It was a bit insane trying to keep him from killing every DOG he saw... But he received some "serious loving" from just about every human that saw him. He's a lovely dog, when it comes to interacting with humans... Members of his OWN species, however, are NOT Memnon's style.
After seven hours at the Fest... We were pooped. The pup was pooped-er, and frankly... We were freezing. It wasn't "too" bad... It made it to about 55°F (12.7°C) and Fiona had a beautiful cloak (from the wedding)... But I have to admit I was a bit cold. Anyhoo... We came home, Memnon crashed (tired for the first time in his brief life) and we had several cups of very warming PG Tips (mine with milk and sugar, Fi's only with milk). That's right Brits... We can actually GET PG Tips over here. It's not easy, and perhaps you're asking, "Why would they buy regular daily-British tea, when there's plenty of OTHER teas more easily found in America than PG Tips?"
To you... I say, "Have you ever HAD a regular daily-YANKEE tea?"
It's awful. Not a good thing... Not a good thing at all. Fiona and I are perfectly happy to make a stop at an import store, and pick up a box of Tips... Thanks.
Anyhoo... Now that I've gone on FOREVER about really not much at all... A brief "pre-view" to the week...
I work my days... Fi works HER days... And on Tuesday we meet with the property manager at Carleton Artist Lofts to discuss the possibility of us renting there in December... And on Friday, we move into the house-sit in St. Paul, which will be our home for the next three months.
Gah.
So... We're off. I'm going to try to force Fiona to write one of these entries soon... As she's been slackin'!
Adiós!
-- Tucker
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