Monday, April 30, 2012

We moved!

But it ain't pretty yet. More soon as we dig ourselves out of boxes.

Friday, April 27, 2012

talkin' about the weather.

I spend a lot of my time missing New York and trying to find things to like (or just not hate) about Dallas, but this Spring has been so perfect that I can't be too mad at Texas.

Taso and I went to Austin for meetings and veggie tex-mex. The drive was quiet and easy, and it was comforting watching the clouds roll over the expanse of flat land. Driving to Austin always reminds me of my grandparents. Somehow it's already been a decade since they passed and the old house my family grew up was sold, but I still get the warm feeling that that's where I'm headed when I drive south on I-35. I miss my grandparents every day, even though I was so young when we were together. When I watch old movies, listen to jazz records and imagine that I'm living in another time (or go to 40s music revues), it's always Grandma and Grandpa that I picture myself hanging out with. Anyway, all of that plus swimming for hours and climbing trees and playing with kitties comes back when I let my mind wander on these long drives. It's peaceful riding shotgun next to my love and thinking about those things.

We ate and talked movies with friends and I woke up early to work. I met all of my co-workers and learned some new things. We stopped in Round Rock and brought B back a donut bigger than his head.

Back here in North Texas I've been enjoying the thunderstorms followed by perfectly clear, sunny days, the use of my sunroof and going for runs as the sun sets over the paths behind my neighborhood. 


I know Spring will be gone soon and the nights will be as hot as the days are now. I'll get restless again and miss the city, or dream of settling in San Francisco, or have wild notions of applying for jobs in Norway... but for now I'm okay in this little bubble of pretty days, green scenery and few cares.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Werk

We are both employed! I say these words with the weight of how long they are in the making and how many people out there can't say them. I know, you guys. We are really, really fortunate. 

I work for Tugg, which I love and am really excited about, and I get to work from home, which affords me the opportunity to take B to and from school, make the million calls a day I have to make in privacy and get in an hour or two of gym time. It also allows me the opportunity to work with my favorite assistant:
It's exhausting work but she manages.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Better luck next year...

Soccer season is over with a devastating first round playoff loss and the call of a vuvuzela.

Friday, April 13, 2012

BIG NEWS from camp Dunham/Georgakis!

We are getting a condo! 

Our own space.

I can breathe again just typing those words. 

We never dreamed it would happen this soon, but the stars aligned in such a way that I believe in miracles again. Seriously. This was meant to happen. Prayers have been answered. I am happy.

It's beautiful little place with everything we need - two bedrooms, an office, a gorgeous neighborhood. It's bright and sunny and updated. There is a cupboard under the stairs. It is everything I could want and more.

It is ours and we can pay the rent and it's not in New York, putting us in debt and leaving no room for B to run around barefoot, play music in his room and climb trees outside. I can plant a little palette garden and watch movies on my own couch. This is huge for me. Really just so huge.

It's probably not much to other people... We are still renting, you know. But it's everything to me.

We move at the end of the month. The three of us will really be together for the first time.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Friday, April 6, 2012

Sweet Date Night: "I am an old person." Edition

Last weekend (yeah, I'm really late -- it's been a busy week) I had brunch with the skateboarder wives while Taso was on soccer game duty, and when I got home he whisked me off for a surprise date! I love surprises, and I could tell by how tight-lipped he was that this was going to be a good one. 

It didn't even click till we were walking up to the building and I saw the crowds of retirees that he was taking me to a 1940s music revue! Taso and I are known for being the youngest people at any given event. I mean, when he proposed to me we were at a matinee of a Clara Bow movie from 1933. Sometimes I border on actually believing that I am 100 years old. I've always been drawn to things from another time, nostalgic for things I didn't experience. Taso gets this about me, and has a penchant for old cinema himself, so he sits through things like this and sometimes walks around the house singing Andrews Sisters songs to himself and I pat myself on the back/fall more in love.

We weren't messing around this time. At this particular 1940s music revue matinee, we were literally the ONLY people within thirty years (at least) of our age group and, you know what? It. Was. Awesome. The band played their way chronologically from 1939 - 1948 and a group of singer/dancers (though I really wasn't too impressed with their dancing) performed all of my favorite songs from that period -- including an entire Andrews Sisters medley. I don't tend to be very moved by patriotic things, but I cried when the veterans were asked to stand during their military songs. Their wives looked so proud! We went and bought Taso the Apple TV he's been dying for (see, we're not all old) and had a leisurely patio dinner afterward. I was having so much fun, I didn't take many pictures. The band warming up, a little reminder of New York City hanging in a gallery space, the pretty tree we parked next to, Taso deciding which tacos to order -- the dumb little things that remind me how sweet life can be.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

It's been an eventful week.

We're rolling again over here! Without getting too ahead of myself, it does feel like things are finally moving along. For starters, I got a job. It's contract work as a consultant but it's for a company I'm really excited about, doing exactly what I want to be doing. I worked really hard and waited really long to make this job a reality, so I hope I can do it well and it will take me far (like, maybe to full time employee status).

My grandma bought my wedding dress fabric this weekend. I'm designing my dress and she's making it, which is so special to me, on top of being a huge relief in this whole "planning" process. I knew all along that I wanted something Grecian-inspired (because I'm marrying a Greek, hello) and that I wanted her to make my dress, so I never even had to think about dress shopping. That makes me so unbelievably happy, I can't even tell you. We bought some gorgeous silk chiffon, silk charmeuse and tulle for the veil. It's happening!

It's soccer season around these parts, and this has been a particularly fun season. B got a goal a couple games ago, and has shown some real improvement when it comes to taking initiative and being aggressive. He's so very laid back and non-competitive that I always thought team sports just weren't going to work for him. He told us early in this season that he doesn't like to play defense because it's his nature to "attack" rather than hang back (which is just so not true on any level), so Taso likes to yell "ATTACK! ATTACK!" on the sidelines now. I find this endlessly amusing, but I also think it might be working. He's got some sick maneuvering skills that have worked to his advantage, but it's cool to see him go to the goal rather than just pass the ball off to the top scorers all the time. Don't worry, though, he's still the same old B. At last night's game he was pulled out for a minute and we saw him over on the sidelines by himself doing the robot. Some things never change.

Taso and B found a new skatepark and my son found that getting back on your board isn't always that easy. Taso skates a couple nights a week with his friends, but little dude has been a little too preoccupied with video games lately and that ramp looks bigger than it used to... He still looks pretty cool carving around the skatepark, though. If we keep going, I know he'll be dropping in by end of summer.

Finally, I think my friends who don't have kids or are new parents are horrified by me sometimes, but I challenge them to come back to me in ten years. Sometimes you have to give your kid melatonin if it means they'll get a full night's sleep, sometimes you have to say NO (repeatedly) and sometimes, if NO doesn't work, you have to ground them. B is stubborn, but I am way more stubborn. When he flipped out on me about a totally reasonable punishment (no playing with friends after school for one day when he forgot for about the millionth time this year to turn in his homework), I had had enough and grounded him to his room for the rest of the day, and from friends and electronics (especially painful what with his new iPad) for one week. I hate grounding him. A.) It's just not fun to punish your kid, and B.) I'm stuck with a whiney, bored person in my house for a week. I like him to have his freedom but I also like for him to put forth a little effort at school and not throw temper tantrums. I was feeling pretty lousy about the whole grounding thing, and his epic meltdown that caused it, but then I remembered that there SO MANY productive things he could be doing without the distraction of friends and video games! This weekend alone the bathroom has been gleaned, cars have been washed, weeds have been pulled, mulch has been laid, flowers planted, dishes put away, and the list goes on. So, a lesson to all you future parents of ten-year-olds: don't look at it as grounding your child for a week, look at it as hiring a servant for a week and paying them with video game privileges and by replacing the birthday money that they tore up in a fit of anger.

Honestly, he'd been getting fed up with school and was cranky and hard to be around for a couple weeks before the big freak out. Since the punishment was handed down, he's been much more grounded (lol), reasonable and cheerful. I know that school is hard for him. He's very smart and is bored out of his mind most of the time. It's hard to get him to care about his homework when it's pretty much all busy work for him. Last week was the big STAAR standardized testing, which is basically hell on earth for B. He finishes testing so quickly and then is forced to sit there quietly at his desk with nothing to do for hours. He can't read or anything. I know that had him spiraling downward anyway, and I'm kind of glad it all came to a head and that he has this week to center himself again. Meanwhile, I am exploring all of the Gifted and Talented options I can find beyond what is offered by his school, because that's just not cutting it anymore.

All in all, things are looking up. My car is clean, my wedding is on, my dudes are active. I'm working! It's a very green Spring here in Texas and New York made me really appreciate that. I'm looking forward to summer, to saving money so that we can get a proper house and splurging a little on road trips.