elirrina: (luna)
I talked to my parents yesterday. Near the end of the conversation, they told me that they were going to be watching this week's "Masterpiece" on PBS.

Dad: It looks really good.
Mom: Bill Nighy is in it, and Ralph Fiennes, and Rachel Weisz, and Gandalf. Or is it Dumbledore?
Dad: I can't remember.
Mom: Neither can I. Gandalf or Dumbledore is in it.
me: Sounds fun.

I love how everyone else gets their proper name, but not those two.

For your edification: I checked this morning, it's Dumbledore (in "Page Eight"). My mother said it was really good, and the PBS website has it up online, so I'll probably watch that this evening.
elirrina: (Default)
Tonight at small group we had cake for Erin and Bryan, who have birthdays this weekend. We started clapping after we sang for them, but Bryan started waving his hands around. "Wait! Hold your applause! There's more! That is, it's on Sunday, there's brunch at the cafe, and it's going to happen at 10:30!"
"What is, brunch?"
"Yes! And also, the chef looks like David Bowie, so maybe there'll be some singing."
Erin got a word in- "Like, Labyrinth singing?"
"No, no."
"So it's not Labyrinth David Bowie?" Jessica asked.
"No, it's like... It's like Prestige David Bowie, who no one recognizes as David Bowie."
"Ah, Tesla David Bowie," I clarified.
"Exactly," answered Bryan. "Although he doesn't sing in that. Hopefully he will on Sunday. So, 10:30. Be there."
"Also," Erin interjected, "I was hoping for a St. George trip... So, get up early, go to the first church service, brunch, apparently with David Bowie, then the beach...?"

Most of us go to the 5pm service and several people are involved in it in one way or another, so the beach part might need rescheduling. Anyway, brunch ought to be interesting. All of this reminded me that when I had been on campus for a teaching conference earlier today, I saw a guy doing the ball rolling trick from Labyrinth with what appeared to be a red stress ball.
elirrina: (kaylee)
A while back, my father told me that he wanted me to make a mixed cd for him. "I want it to be about evil women! And how they're always tricking men!" So he brainstormed a bit, and I tried to think of a few songs he could use too.

So far the list looks like this:
"Witchy Woman," the Eagles
"Spooky," Classics IV
"She's a Man Eater," Hall & Oats
"Poison Ivy," The Coasters
"Maneater," Nelly Furtado (my contribution)
"Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress," The Hollies (also mine)
"The Female of the Species," Space (mine again)
"Black Magic Woman," Santana

I think I need to add "Lemon Tree," by Peter, Paul, and Mary. The mix is still a work in progress.

Naturally my mother heard about this, and now she wants a mix about evil men. Dad's reaction was "No! You shouldn't make it for her! She might start singing the songs around the house!"

I could think of a lot more songs about evil men, especially folk songs, but her list looks like this so far:
"The Red Corvette," John McCutcheon
"Mercy," Duffy
"It's My Party," Lesley Gore (Mom: "The boyfriend in that song is so bad!")
"Lipstick on Your Collar," Connie Francis
"Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps," Doris Day (mine)
"Goodbye Earl," the Dixie Chicks (also mine)
"Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind?," The Lovin' Spoonful

I think Mom is still brainstorming. Dad doesn't really listen to music unless he's doing something around the house like taking apart the dish washer, which he apparently did yesterday, or cleaning. So Mom has the advantage in that respect, since she likes it when my brother and I recommend new music.
elirrina: (read!)
My brother's girlfriend won airline tickets at some sort of work function, so they decided to go to Portland for a week. One of their activities today (and probably tomorrow, and possibly the next day at various points) was to go to Powell's City of Books. Which he texted me about.

brother: In the rare book room...
me: Ooh, how rare? What does that mean? And is Portland sushi different? Don't buy pages that have been taken out of manuscripts! That's immoral!
brother: This was a many-star sushi restaurant, so it was great. And I am in this room looking exclusively for individual manuscript pages.
me: Yum yum! Nooo! That is like upper-level super-villany!
brother: I am even buying complete manuscripts and then tearing them up to resell in pieces.
me: Zomg, I may have to disown you.
brother: LOL, you can't; you're not the paterfamilias.
me: That's what you think - older sisters have special powers.
brother: Sorry- I missed this because I was relishing the sound of carefully ripped paper.
elirrina: (poor Jane)
I generally call my parents on Sundays, and occasionally we use skype so we can do the video chat thing. That was what we did today (until the thunderstorm knocked my power out). When the video came up today, they were sitting in front of a window, so all I could see was their back-lit sillhouettes.

Mom: Oh, we need to move!
Dad: No! We can be mysterious shadow people!
Mom: Let's move to the other side of the table.
Dad: NO! Sarah likes us being mysterious!
Mom: Come on!

Dad then picked up the computer, and I had a dramatic view up at his face while he was walking around.

Dad: I'm going outside (with the computer)!
Mom: Get back here!

Then he started adjusting the computer so it was edging Mom out of the picture.

Mom: Hey!
Dad: What!
Mom: I see what you're doing!
Dad: Sarah wants to look at me more.
Mom: He's been like this all day.

ring, ring

Jun. 3rd, 2011 08:25 am
elirrina: (fox)
My mobile phone is set to a tone that sounds like a telephone bell ringing. Thus,

Ca: Sarah, while you were away your phone rang. I mean, I think it was yours. It sounded like a real phone!
me: Yep, that's mine.

at small group-
phone: *ring!*
me: Oh, sorry!
Chris: Your phone actually rings?!?
me: *grin*


Nov. 28th, 2010 11:00 pm
elirrina: (TSH)
I'm coordinating Christmas presents for my parents with my brother and his girlfriend.

phone: Hello, you've reached the mailbox of...
me: Hmmmmm.
text: Ethan! Call meeeee!!! Re: secret Christmas things and plots for world domination.
phone: ring ring!
Ethan: You had me at world domination.

In other news: Advent started today! That means more candles and Christmas carols in church!
elirrina: (Default)
For this to make sense, it would be helpful to remember that my father works with international students, and that he and my mother will be going to various countries in Asia in a few months. He's going to be part of a wedding in Hong Kong for two of his old students, and then they're going to visit lots of other people.

Me: Hi Dad, I'm in Target.
Dad: You called Mom's phone first! Why don't you ever call me first?
Me: I thought Mom would know the answer to my question. I'll call you first next time, how's that?
Dad: I bet that I know the answer to your question!
Me: Okay, look I need a pencil case because I bought a new backpack and I don't like the pencil cases in Target. Where should I go to get one?
Dad: JAPAN! They make the best pencil cases!
Me: ...Actually, I think you're right...
Dad: Did I tell you that Mom's getting a Kindle?
Me: But I'm not in Japan! Where should I go look?
Dad: You should steal one from one of your Japanese friends.
Me: I don't have any!
Me: Because there aren't any in the art history grad student contingent right now! And I'm not working with internationals!
Mom, yelling in the background: You should go to Office Depot! They have school supplies on sale now!
Dad: She says to go to Office Depot.
Me: I heard.
Dad: You can get a temporary pencil case from Office Depot. I'll bring you a REAL one back from Japan! But it'll probably have Hello Kitties on it.
Me: Well I would hope so!
Dad: Mom is really into Hello Kitties right now.
Me: You are such a liar.
Dad: (to my mother) We should get you a case for your Kindle in Japan too! Actually, maybe we should get you a Kindle-type thing there instead of here.
Mom, yelling in the background: No, we wanted to put guidebooks on it, remember?
Me: So, I'm going to hang up and go to Office Depot now, okay?
Dad: Okay, but I'll find you a better pencil case in Japan!
Me: I know.
Dad: Do you want a pencil box, or a soft case?
Me: Well, I was looking for a soft one, but I'll leave it up to you.
Dad: Okay, but that's the only thing I'm bringing back for you.
Me: Whatever. Last week we decided that you were just going to give me things that your students had already given to you and then tell me that you'd gotten them for me. Remember?
Dad: Hahahaha!

And then I related that story to my brother later.

Brother: Actually, I think I agree with him.
Me: I know, right? I'm curious to see what he brings back.
elirrina: (astronomy)
My trip to visit my parents went great, and now I'm back in Florida, where I am supposed to be studying German. I really will study tomorrow. My independent study work is all turned in, and I should be meeting with my adviser to discuss dissertation topics sometime in the next few weeks.

In the meantime, I think I need to go to the beach once more before classes start, providing that it's still oil-free. I'll have to look into that.

On to vacation!

My father works with international students at the university. Basically, he does what the University wishes it could do, but hasn't got time or money for, consequently everyone loves him. He organizes conversation partners, English classes and culture classes, and lots of social events for the international students. During the first week of classes he organizes a tour around town: volunteers drive carloads of students along a path that my dad has organized, and tell them about the city. The tour ends on campus where there is a free-garage-sale-furniture-etc-giveaway. People donate all sorts of things that students need, which then get set up in a parking lot on campus, and then given away.

This means that there is a lot of furniture-moving going on in the weeks beforehand. Which is what I got to do frequently over my break, including the morning of my first day home. Also, one of my dad's interns moved, so we helped out with that too.

My father also likes to make grandiose proclamations about how my brother and I will be inheriting. Who inherits depends on his mood: sometimes it's me, because I am the eldest, sometimes it's my brother, because he's the son. Currently it's me, at least as of last week. A few years ago my brother and I pointed out to our dad that there really isn't that much to inherit. He was momentarily fazed, but got over it.

So I informed my brother that I'm inheriting again, and then my parents actually decided that they need to update their will. I guess my brother and I are still being left to our maternal grandparents, who are dead, and we're too old for guardians now anyway.

This decision was precipitated by the fact that my parents are going to Asia this fall to visit some of my dad's old students. I believe the plan is to visit China (Beijing and Shanghai, and possibly other cities), Hong Kong, Taiwan, (South) Korea, and possibly Japan. I'm envious. My father is apprehensive.

He doesn't really like to travel, neither does my brother, but my mother and I love it. Dad had to be bullied into visiting Italy with me, but ended up really loving Florence. While at home this time, my mother came across a scarf that I'd brought with me - I usually wear it or something like it into church because services are always soooo cold during the summer, with all the air-conditioning.

Mom: This is pretty! Where's it from?
me: Florence - we got it from the same place where we bought your scarf.
Dad: Yes! WE'VE been to ITALY.
Mom: I KNOW. When are you taking me?
Dad: But! I'm taking you to Asia!
Mom: HM.

In random news, my dad, who, by the way, is ordained as a pastor, and is an elder at church, sporadically likes to talk about his past lives. (Not that he actually believes in reincarnation...) This time around he saw an advert for Shark Week and decided that he'd been a shark in one of his previous lives. His usual favorite past life is when he was the Mother Superior from Sound of Music, and sang "Climb Every Mountain." He also asked me to be on the lookout for his past lives from the Middle Ages as I look through medieval manuscripts and literature.

I learned that my mother is against mixing battery brands. Dad apparently wanted to just put two random batteries into a light that he'd bought for one of his interns, but my mother said he couldn't.

Dad: But they're both batteries! Same voltage!
Mom: I don't care! It doesn't work! I don't like it! Just use two from that new package you bought!

I don't know if I've mentioned it, but I have a serious tea collection. It's getting a bit out of hand. I had to re-organize that part of the pantry when I got home. But my parents have an even larger tea collection, because my dad's students like to bring him tea from their provinces and so on. Also: really pretty teacups and teapots.

One of them, a yellow teapot, gets used a lot. My dad had a bunch of students over for a breakfast-and-lunch-planning session; I sat in for the meal parts, during which the yellow teapot was being used. It has four circles on the sides, with Chinese characters in them, and I wanted to know what they meant, and realized that this would be a perfect time to find out. According to one of the girls, the characters mean "10,000," "life," "happiness," and "none," which translates to a message along the lines of wishing you eternal life, and is one of the standard phrases used when addressing the emperor or your elders. (Something like "May you have life and happiness without end").

On the way back to Florida, I called my parents when I'd stop to take breaks. At one point my mother told me about the latest gift that they'd recieved:
Mom: Guess what we were given? More tea! We didn't have enough already!
She didn't say what type it was. Hopefully more jasmine; that's one of my favorites.
elirrina: (bear)
When I taught high school history, I tried to make sure that my students were absolutely clear on one topic (amongst many): trying to take over the world is a really bad idea, especially if it involves invading Russia in the process.

Apparently my brother disagrees. (Although he probably agrees with me about Russia).

brother: I have reached the four-minion level! So... much... power!!1!
me: Haha, next up... THE WORLD!! (cue evil laugh).
brother: MmmmWAHAhahahaha, HAHAhahahaaaaa
me: You know, if you turned evil I would feel really conflicted because I would feel duty-bound to oppose. But... It's you, so yeah...
brother: Heh, well the world can hope that I don't acquire super powers, since we know which way I would go.
me: Aw MAN... You make my sisterly job and attempt at being a force for good in the world so hard!!! Also, it may be a good thing that you didn't go through with the poli-sci major...
brother: Yes. I would not have broken the law, but I would have bent it so far that you'd need to check its dental records.
me: SIGH.

(Hahaha! He's a graphic designer).

mood: Photobucket mild consternation, Photobucket bordering on dispproval
elirrina: (Default)
Both of my parents are on facebook, which is not an issue for me. Actually, a whole lot of my rather large (extended) family is on facebook.

My father works with international students at the university. Naturally, most of his students are on facebook, so he decided he should be on it as well. I was looking at my dad's profile this evening, and thought, "you know, I bet he has more facebook friends than me. Let me check." He does. It makes me laugh, even though I totally expected this. He even has more than my brother, which I do consider impressive, since my brother is ridiculously social. (Shocker, he takes after my dad despite any protests he may make).

This all reminded me of conversations that I had with him a while ago when he was first getting set up.

Dad: People keep friending me! And then they post things on my wall! What am I supposed to do with this?

Dad: Just so you know, I have facebook set to my default page on the internet now, so I remember to look at it. Students keep writing on my wall! And I feel like I shouldn't ignore them!

I'm not sure if it's still his default, but I imagine that he likes hearing from his students who have gone back to their home countries or gotten jobs in different parts of the States.

(Also, a link on his wall led me to the web page that he set up for his students and American volunteers. I'm in one of the photos, despite my pointing out that I'm not one of his students. Hahaha!
Dad: Did you go see my website? Did you see your picture? It's a good picture of you!)
elirrina: (luna)
My parents sent me a cookbook that deals with food allergies in a package along with birthday presents. Yesterday I made Shrimp Creole, which was delicious, so I called my parents to tell them that.

Dad: Have you made Basil Rathbone Chicken yet?
me: Oh...
Mom: He means the Rosemary Basil Chicken recipe.
me: Yeah, I remember that. No, I haven't.
Dad: You need to go get your cookbook and cross out "Rosemary Basil" and write in "Basil Rathbone!"

Then I related that conversation to my brother.

Ethan: What. Our father, who art ridiculous.
me: Haha, yes.
Ethan: Pater noster, qui ridiculus est. Sorry, just had to figure that one out. I like that he wants you to deface your cookbook.
me: Me too. I probably will, on principle.

In less happy news, I've had to drop out of the International Medieval Congress in Leeds because departmental funding has been shaken up quite a bit. I still have funding for coursework next year, though, and that is the main thing for now. So no trip to England, but I'll probably be able to visit my parents for a longer period of time before classes start up again.
elirrina: (kaylee)
me: ...I was telling my mother that the manuscripts I was working with [for my MA thesis] were defective Mandevilles. The I had to explain that there are several textual variants, and the defective one means that a section of the Travels somehow got dropped from the narrative. And then she said, "The Defective Mandevilles would be a really great band name."

Stephanie: And that is all I need to know to realize that your mom is awesome.
elirrina: (kaylee)
More news in cooking adventures: success! Xanthan gum did indeed keep this batch of chocolate chip cookies that I made with gluten-free flour mix from melting all over the place like the last batch. So, yay!

Nadia: Sarah had an exciting time baking a few days ago.
me: My cookies melted.
Shaun: ... How?
me: I'm not really sure, but I think I know how to fix it. Anyway, this batch is pretty deformed.
Shaun: Yeah... Those... look like, um, mutant cookies.
me: Yep, like I said, deformed. They still taste good though. I already fed a bunch of them to my friends at the movie night.
Shaun: Need help eating these ones?

I finally got around to starting my independent study on bibles moralisées. At least, I've read one major article and have compiled a decent bibliography that will be added to and annotated over the summer. Now I need to get cracking on that and studying German.

So far I've seen two summer movies!

1. Robin Hood. Obviously I had to go see this, and I enjoyed immensely, although not as a Robin Hood film - I thought it was enjoyable as a costume-very-vaguely-historical-story-with-fun-costumes. I must say I was very amused by the incorporation of the Magna Carta concept. One of the medievalists that I know from conferences had a funny take on the opening weekend numbers on her facebook- "Hello, film company! The reason your numbers were low on opening weekend was because most of your target audience was at the International Congress on Medieval Studies in Kalamazoo, MI!"

2. I finally got around to seeing Iron Man 2 today, and I enjoyed that one immensely as well.

I also want to see The Last Airbender, How to Train Your Dragon, and possibly Inception - the trailers for that one look pretty interesting. I'm sure there are more, but I can't remember them at the moment. Happily for my grad-student budget, movies are cheaper during the week, and some of them might end up at the dollar theatre.

In the meantime, it's really hot and humid. Go figure, it's Florida. While I cannot wait to move away (if I ever finish my PhD), I do appreciate the closeness of beaches! My friends and I have lined up a trip to the state park on the island for Memorial Day Monday!
elirrina: (balloons)
Happy Easter!

I went to the 11am service this morning instead of the 5pm one, and now I will smell like incense for the rest of the day! This year I got my act together and got there early enough to get a seat in the nave (but just barely), not the choir loft like the past two years. (So many more people show up!) I sat next to this sweet old lady and her family and busy grandchildren. Very cute. The baby boy who was trying to eat his waistcoat was pretty hilarious. Then I went to the college-and-young-adult lunch at Fr. Wallace's house, also very nice and super delicious! The weather is absolutely gorgeous, which is great since we ate outside on their lawn.

Now I'm back at home and putting off finishing my presentation for medieval tomorrow. I'm nearly done with it. Therefore, I'm uploading-

that's collected over the last few months.

Two calligraphic works:

My brother's Christmas present.
I made that one during my palaeography course last year. It's not a standard script, I just made it up. The support is vellum! Dr. T was excited that I actually do calligraphy, so she gave me an extra sheet! I couldn't decide which text to work with, so I asked Ethan since he's wanted some of my calligraphy for a while. He asked for this poem by Yeats.

A wedding gift for my cousin.
He's in the Navy, and this is his favorite hymn.

And one illustration
My brother's birthday card this year.
So... This one may not make any sense because it's a joke from a conversation. I work with medieval manuscripts, and my MA thesis professor specialized in Apocalypses. He showed us several Apocalypses during a seminar, and one of our favorites was an image showing the Fourth Horseman, Death, riding along followed by a little hellmouth on feet.

Dr. F: "That thing has feet! Like bear claws!"
Dr. E: "Well how else is Hell supposed to follow Death around?"

I may have posted this one before
But in case I didn't, there are two versions on my website.
It's based on St. Basil's in Moscow.
elirrina: (luna)
It's close to the end of term, and so everyone in my department is getting close to having breakdowns, because we're all giving presentations and scrambling to write our papers. (I have presentations this Wednesday, next Monday, and the Thursday after that, and my papers are due April 19, 21, and 27).

Anyway, the point is that no one's really thinking too clearly right now.

So I came home after class and was talking to my flatmate about papers and presentations, and the fact that she decided to go grocery shopping and clean her room today.

Then I went to the kitchen to see what I could make for dinner.

me: UUUMMMMMMMMM! Is this library book supposed to be in the refrigerator? It's by Augustine, if that makes any difference!

I heard a "thunk" and looked around the corner to where my flatmate, N, was hitting her head against the wall.

me: I take it that's a "no." Here's the book.
N: I spent forty minutes looking for that book!
me: It was on top of your box of celery. You must have put it away with the groceries.
elirrina: (Default)
Dad, to my mother: You need to tell her about the doctor!
Mom: Oh yes. I had acupuncture this week. They put tiny, tiny needles between my toes, and- (she starts laughing).
me: What? Is Dad making faces?
Mom: He's huddled up holding his head.
Dad: I'm curled up in a ball!

My father doesn't do well with needles of any sort.

Dad: Are you going to watch the Super Bowl?
me: ...No. I wasn't even invited to any parties. I don't think anyone I know is watching it.
Mom: You didn't watch it last year either, did you?
me: No. I'm pretty sure no one I know watched it then either.
Dad: You're just not mainstream.

Honestly, the Super Bowl is the only football game they watch during the year. They just like the parties. The only sport we really care about is basketball.

Mom: Adam [my cousin who just got married] and Heather came through town and stayed with us and went to the basketball game! We tried to warn them about how loud it would be, and they were still shocked. Adam said the only thing louder that he's heard is being on the flight deck of a carrier when jets are taking off!
elirrina: (oh merlin)
I told my parents that they should start watching Merlin, and they have. So tonight I got a phone call.

Dad: Sarah!
Me: Hi Dad.
Dad: I have to tell you some important things for life!
Me: Oh yeah?
Dad: Merlin is Clark!
Me: Ahhhh. Yes...
Dad: And Gaius is Clark's mom and dad!
Me: Both of them.
Dad: And the Dragon is Jor-El!
Me: Haha!
Dad: When we started running through that and I realized that the Dragon was Jor-El, I had to call you!

I just realized that I told my parents to start watching Smallville as well, a long time ago. Whenever I watch it with them, my father always starts yelling at Clark: "Fly, Clark!!! Why aren't you flying???? FLY!" I keep telling him that I don't think it's going to happen, but he lives in hope.
elirrina: (Default)
I decided to clean my desk today, mostly to get rid of all the papers that I accumulate. Besides finding a lot of drawings that I needed to stick in my notebook, I found some more quotes and observations!

While going to Moravsky Krumlov on a field trip to see Alfons Mucha's cycle of paintings called "the Slavic Epic" we saw a pheasant run across the road. One of the smaller children screamed, "Look! a chicken!"

When we stopped for gas a bunch of kids went into the McDonald's (oh yes, they're everywhere) for snacks. While inside, I noticed that while the restaraunt boasted of an internet connection, it had no napkins.

Once more on the road, we were passed by a truck carrying a stack of doors for metro train cars.

in church
man making announcements: ... And the whole church is invited to Carrie & Matthias' wedding. We'll be able to celebrate as they're joined in holy matrimony!
Carrie, rather loudly: In holy WHAT??
elirrina: (Default)
My students seem to think that this is the best news story of the year, because two of them came to class with it prepared as their current event for the week, and the rest of the class flipped. I think it's just because it's about pirates. Which, obviously, doesn't get into the news very often. Also, the fact that the captain of the cruise ship tried to ram the pirate boats added to their enjoyment of the story.

Since we're on the subject of pirates, quotes from the pastor about his son, one of our students:
Mindy: Johnny and I were reading Hittite Warrior and reached a point when the book talks about all of the Hittite's gods, and I asked, "What do you think of that?" and he thought for a moment, then said, "I think they need a good pastor."
John: From time to time Johnny surprises me by saying something like that or showing interest in my job, or saying that he might want to be a pastor. Usually it's "I want to be a pirate" or something along those lines. We're more concerned about keeping him out of prison.
me: So he's considering piracy as a career?
Ben: Well, it does pay well.
me: Although it doesn't have the best health benefits.
John: Yes, so Johnny Depp is his hero.
Ben: And rightly so.

Edward Ferrars: Perhaps Margaret is right. Piracy is our only option.

Elinor Dashwood: Margaret has always wanted to travel.
Edward Ferrars: I know. She's heading an expedition to China shortly. I'm to go as her servant. But only on the understanding that I am to be very badly treated. What is swabbing, exactly?


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