Overwhelmed

Ever just feel really overwhelmed? I've had a busy, crappy few weeks, actually. Though my doctor visit was definitely an improvement on the last, I'm not counting it as a shining moment. Since there was so much stress leading up to it, and even though it went great, a morning in stirrups does not qualify as "shining moment" to me. I'm grading midterms and hating it. I just hate grading. I long for a student assistant. My recent guest really put me behind in terms of getting writing done, and the IRS just found some stupid discrepancy in our tax return from 2008, making me freak out and basically requiring a million pieces of paper to go through the mail. Arg. Also, the war of ovarian aggression still rages. I'm like, totally baby crazy, but I can't do much about it until we move and at least one of us has a job. Right? Sigh.

Oh also, I'm moving my entire life thousands of miles away. Slowly.

Anyway, this is my lame way of saying that I know the blog hasn't been updated too regularly, but I will be sort of up and down in the coming months.

Things to look forward to?

Once June comes around and my teaching duties and writing duties are no longer an issue, I'll be hanging out here all the time!

I don't plan on being unemployed for long, but I imagine there will be some down time. I have some tentative plans to start an Etsy site to sell my crafty wares. Just as a side gig. I may aggressively promote here. And there. And everywhere. I'm thinking "The Sweet Lady Shop." Coming soon!

The cookbook goes into full effect this summer. I am hoping to put together a book proposal, and probably do some more translations. I hope my new kitchen has lots of light!

I plan to document the road trip in a multi-media kind of way. We've got one of those flip video cameras, so some road trip gems will definitely make it here. Of course there will be pictures. That goes without saying.

I also think that I should truly document what happens when I travel for too long, Sweet Lady's traveler insanity. Anyone who has road tripped with me knows, at some point, I get giddy and stupid and say things that aren't funny and then laugh like it's comedy gold. I will also laugh at inappropriate and horrible things. I probably won't put this on video, but I plan on having a notepad handy. That thing may provide us all with digital entertainment.

I made pizza using Trader Joe's pizza dough tonight. If I get my grading done tomorrow, I'll show you how I did it!

Frazzled!

Not my Blythe doll, but a pic I've had for years. It represents my sheepish return to the bloggerverse.

Wow, ten days between posts. Way too long! I wish I could say I've had not one spare minute to blog, but I can't. I think the start of the semester made me crazy. Well, crazier. I have had a million blog post ideas, which I hope to get to eventually, but the desire to write them down isn't there yet. I decided to wait for inspiration to strike. It will, I can feel it.

Things I have brewing:

A review of "Batter Blaster," pancake mix in a whipped cream can you can keep in your fridge for whenever you feel like pancakes.

A review of Whip It, the roller derby movie. This segues into a review of Spring Breakdown.

A post about how much I love teaching and just realized how much it means to me this first week of classes, and how that apparently will get me nowhere in academia. Surprise! :(

A post about Howard Zinn (RIP), and how the person I am (and the teacher I am) today is monumentally different than the person who hadn't yet read A People's History of the United States.

A post about the upcoming Runaways movie.

A post about Blythe, my new doll, whom I will continue to refer to as a doll and not "my girl" like many Blythe fans seem to do. This post will also feature the art of Margaret Keane.

A post about my post-apocalyptic plans to/fantasy of being a marauding hit-woman.

A post about how Vampire Diaries needs to kill off Damon or amnesia-fy him or I won't continue to watch. This post may be affected by the previous post's residual anger.

See, I have ideas. Getting them to paper....er...virtual paper...that's the problem. Don't worry though, my last Fall semester paycheck just arrived. Next month my reduced pay will force me into seclusion. No new clothes, no nights out. More time to blog and write that thing I was supposed to be working on. What was that thing?