June 17, 2008
We’ve had some roof issues here at the spa lately, which isn’t good given all the rain this spring. Every time it rains we’ve got estheticians and massage therapists popping into all the administrative offices, “Ummmmm, my ceiling is leaking? And it’s dripping on my client? And I don’t really know what to doooo?”
June 16, 2008
The pin oaks in our front yard went to town last fall with producing acorns. There were a freakin’ ton out there. M picked up a lot, but there was only one of him and about a gajillion squirrels burying them faster than he could collect them. He fought a good fight, but in the end, the squirrels (and the acorns) won.
June 14, 2008
America, the world in fact, lost a great journalist today.
June 13, 2008
Super Secret Message to M:
June 12, 2008
Ugh. Work and school are kicking my ass right now. They’re both going extremely well…it’s just all very time-consuming.
June 10, 2008
It shocks the hell out of me that my baby isn’t a baby any more.
June 10, 2008
Wonderful clouds again yesterday.
June 9, 2008
While Daddy played in the dirt yesterday, Mommy and Zozo went shopping. We went to the fabric store, which was like a flashback to my childhood, going with my mom. I remember feeling all the beautiful material, and absolutely loving the notions department. I remember my mom pouring over pattern books, and then cutting all the little pieces out of the giant, flimsy sheet that was neatly tucked into the little packet she chose. Straight pins held paper to fabric, and after awhile a form would emerge. Her ability to create something out of some yards of fabric still amazes me…it’s a skill I have tried a couple times to learn but have never been able to. I eventually decided I should probably just stick with photography.
June 6, 2008
A few years ago, people started giving me the old cameras they found in their homes. “Here, I thought you might want this.” They guessed I would like them because I love all things photographic. They were right.
June 5, 2008
Many apologies for not posting yesterday. It seems that the first week of Financial Management is much harder than I anticipated. Much of it is review from accounting, but some of it is brand spankin’ new. Like calculating corporate tax liability given interest and dividends (received and paid). And bond yield given inflation premium, the real risk-free rate (catchily termed r* – which the author of our text book felt necessary to tell us is pronounced “r-star”), default risk premium, liquidity premium and maturity risk premium.