that was a fast week
Oct. 23rd, 2009 01:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kareinaLooking back on it, other than the one friends-locked post, I have been quiet here for nearly a week. My that slipped by quickly. During that time I have:
* Attended the local A&S night and determined that if I'm showing up the other folks don't (ok, it is just a coincidence, helped along by the fact that I've only made it twice thus far, and this was the first time it has happened since being switched to Tuesdays)
* Attended dance practice. Fun!
* Got my second experiment running. Yay!
* Learned where to take the gold capsules from the first experiment to get them mounted in epoxy in preparation for analysing them next week.
* Made three cylinders out of salt for future experiments and typed up my notes as to what is done to accomplish this, and why (we won't mention the part about how my boss, observing me do the first of them, nearly two weeks after he demonstrated the technique, suggested that rather than consult my notes I should simply think about what I'm doing and why and work it out for myself, causing me to feel, briefly, as though he was implying that I don't think--I got over it, and do see the sense in what he actually meant to say there).
* Attended two more Italian classes (which are mostly fun, but I found the one exercise very frustrating. She had us close our books and simply listen to the CD and then attempt to discuss in Italian what we heard. What *I* heard was the large amount of traffic noise recorded into the background of the conversation totally masking the words, but probably intended to add "colour" to the setting. Having grown up with the hearing problem, I can be a bit over-sensitive to times I don't hear things properly, and when the teacher suggested to me that I don't get frustrated, that we all go through difficult moments where we don't understand what we are hearing the first few times we listen to the recording in another language I actually crossed over the line into tears knowing that my problem in this case had more to do with my ability (or lack thereof) to hear/understand sounds that I don't *see* (I never listen to a radio that is talking, or books on tape--there is no point, words without being able to see the speaker aren't clear enough to understand without turning the volume up too loud for everyone else, even with my hearing aids in). It was a rather embarrassing moment. Fortunately for me, that was only one tiny portion of the day's lesson, and, once she gave me a transcript of the conversation to look at as I listened, I was able to make out every word over the noise of the traffic.
* Indulged in a rare spate of retail-therapy, stopping on my way home from the above mentioned lesson to purchase an immersion blender (I've been wanting something in the way of a food processor or blender, and this one turned out to be much more affordable than either of the above). To celebrate the new acquisition I made a blended bowl of soup out of some left over roasted pumpkin, potatoes, and garlic, to which I added red lentils, zucchini, and green onion. It was quite yummy!![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
clovis_t wouldn't try it. Not only is it full of vegetables, whcih he won't eat if he can avoid it, he doesn't care much for soups, and on the rare occasion he does eat soup he picks out the solid bits that he likes and leaves the broth. He didn't understand why I'd want to use the blender on a soup, rendering it even further from his definition of "food" than it had been.
* probably a bunch of other stuff, but it is way late and I've still got my yoga to do before I sleep, so I think I'll quit typing here...
* Attended the local A&S night and determined that if I'm showing up the other folks don't (ok, it is just a coincidence, helped along by the fact that I've only made it twice thus far, and this was the first time it has happened since being switched to Tuesdays)
* Attended dance practice. Fun!
* Got my second experiment running. Yay!
* Learned where to take the gold capsules from the first experiment to get them mounted in epoxy in preparation for analysing them next week.
* Made three cylinders out of salt for future experiments and typed up my notes as to what is done to accomplish this, and why (we won't mention the part about how my boss, observing me do the first of them, nearly two weeks after he demonstrated the technique, suggested that rather than consult my notes I should simply think about what I'm doing and why and work it out for myself, causing me to feel, briefly, as though he was implying that I don't think--I got over it, and do see the sense in what he actually meant to say there).
* Attended two more Italian classes (which are mostly fun, but I found the one exercise very frustrating. She had us close our books and simply listen to the CD and then attempt to discuss in Italian what we heard. What *I* heard was the large amount of traffic noise recorded into the background of the conversation totally masking the words, but probably intended to add "colour" to the setting. Having grown up with the hearing problem, I can be a bit over-sensitive to times I don't hear things properly, and when the teacher suggested to me that I don't get frustrated, that we all go through difficult moments where we don't understand what we are hearing the first few times we listen to the recording in another language I actually crossed over the line into tears knowing that my problem in this case had more to do with my ability (or lack thereof) to hear/understand sounds that I don't *see* (I never listen to a radio that is talking, or books on tape--there is no point, words without being able to see the speaker aren't clear enough to understand without turning the volume up too loud for everyone else, even with my hearing aids in). It was a rather embarrassing moment. Fortunately for me, that was only one tiny portion of the day's lesson, and, once she gave me a transcript of the conversation to look at as I listened, I was able to make out every word over the noise of the traffic.
* Indulged in a rare spate of retail-therapy, stopping on my way home from the above mentioned lesson to purchase an immersion blender (I've been wanting something in the way of a food processor or blender, and this one turned out to be much more affordable than either of the above). To celebrate the new acquisition I made a blended bowl of soup out of some left over roasted pumpkin, potatoes, and garlic, to which I added red lentils, zucchini, and green onion. It was quite yummy!
clovis_t wouldn't try it. Not only is it full of vegetables, whcih he won't eat if he can avoid it, he doesn't care much for soups, and on the rare occasion he does eat soup he picks out the solid bits that he likes and leaves the broth. He didn't understand why I'd want to use the blender on a soup, rendering it even further from his definition of "food" than it had been.* probably a bunch of other stuff, but it is way late and I've still got my yoga to do before I sleep, so I think I'll quit typing here...
