tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55210282012-01-24T22:57:49.809-08:00KoriLu StudioOrganizational change through storytelling, behavior change techniques, creativity, and fun.Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.comBlogger881100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-35135004426314676812007-11-10T07:07:00.000-08:002007-11-11T19:14:49.840-08:00As Good a Self-Fulfilling Prophecy as AnyIf November 10th is your birthday...From Jennifer Angel at the NY Daily News:Happy birthday, Scorpio! As someone who loves to be actively involved, you're truly a person who loves life, has things to do and people to see. This is a year where you can express yourself creatively to the world at large. Get used to the limelight because it's only normal that Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1154236892269197742006-07-29T22:17:00.000-07:002006-07-29T22:21:32.280-07:00And I Decided to Apply to Grad School Because...It's quarter past midnight here, three days from the deadline for my grad school application. Even though I am extremely excited to get back to school, and I can't think of a better program for me, I am so tired and my head is absolutely swimming with information. I'm trying to complete a personal statement, two essay questions, and a case study.Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1153949647469226902006-07-26T14:33:00.000-07:002006-07-26T14:34:07.470-07:00Nerdy MeKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1140325844268066742006-02-18T21:01:00.000-08:002006-02-18T21:10:44.280-08:00Thanks, NBC, Now I Have to MoveTonight, as I watched Shani Davis win the gold in the Olympics, my newly-minted "south side Chicago pride" swelled. Sure, I live in Hyde Park, which is a pretty darn fancy neighborhood, by all accounts, but it's south side, and a stone's throw from the home of the White Sox.Then I heard that Shani grew up in a "south side Chicago neighborhood, riddled with gangs."Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1135052820182659572005-12-19T19:45:00.000-08:002005-12-19T20:27:00.236-08:00The War on "You Are an Idiot'Okay, in all my time blogging, I haven't spent much time writing about political stuff. That's not to say that I'm shy about my political views in one-on-one conversation, I just never felt a pressing need to exercise my political demons in this format. But today, while watching our president's press conference, after watching our president's address last night, I Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1134681659978350772005-12-15T13:12:00.000-08:002005-12-15T13:20:59.986-08:00The New South Park MeSeveral years ago, one of my coworkers stumbled on a cool website that allowed you to create a South Park likeness of yourself. In short order, the entire office had gone cartoon. It was kind of weird how accurate the images looked.Well, the site has some great new features, and a friend of mine found the new, fancy version. When I made my new likeness, I looked a little Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1132981209526554062005-11-25T20:31:00.000-08:002005-11-26T18:15:53.306-08:00Clockwork FatIt's been awhile since I've blogged on this forum---the world of Mommylu has been all consuming. But since my daughter's pediatrician called me fat this week, I have finally found it necessary to return to my old, beloved, non-mommy-related blog topic----weight.I have been feeling absolutely crummy about my weight since I gave birth, primarily because I was so good about not gainingKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1128304277134037792005-10-02T18:49:00.000-07:002005-10-02T18:51:17.143-07:00Okay, Now Where's My Candidate?Thanks to a handy-dandy internet test, I have discovered I must move to Europe in order to ever vote for a candidate that suits my policy tastes. See: You are a Social Liberal (63% permissive) and an... Economic Liberal (18% permissive) You are best described as a: SocialistKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1123555563726802772005-08-08T19:35:00.000-07:002005-08-08T19:46:03.733-07:00Chicken Fries? Seriously?Alright, Burger King, what the heck is the deal with the Chicken Fries? Are you guys serious?This, to me, seems like a classic case of a company working hard to keep up with a fad---in this case, the low-carb craze. I can honestly imagine a bunch of suits sitting around the table at the Burger King headquarters a year ago, throwing their hands in the air in frustrationKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1122673563493406902005-07-29T14:42:00.000-07:002005-07-29T14:46:03.503-07:00Mommytime UpdatesA little over a week ago, I became a mom. Yes, there is a daughter in my house, and the authorities have assured me that I am to care for her.If you are interested in reading about our parenting experience, check out Mommylu's World. If you are interested in my general musings about life, stay here.Good times.Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1112593002361948592005-04-03T21:50:00.000-07:002005-04-03T22:38:06.473-07:00All I KnowMike and I looked at each other yesterday, moments after watching the announcement that Pope John Paul II had passed away, and noted that in our whole lifetime as Roman Catholics, we don't remember any other pope. We were alive prior to John Paul's ascension, but we were very little---both of us were born in late 1973, and JP II came to his post in 1978.It was not until that moment Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1111966541220351912005-03-27T15:25:00.000-08:002005-03-27T15:35:41.223-08:00Mayor McCheese Welcomes You to ChicagolandI know I haven't posted to this weblog for awhile---with the baby on the way, the baby-related weblog is taking up all of my blogging energy, I'm afraid. I had to post this, though, because of it's sheer absurdity.Mike and I were driving back from Indianapolis today, and as we passed through Gary, Indiana, we saw the weirdest sign. On I-90, with the Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1105671961020405182005-01-13T18:57:00.000-08:002005-01-13T19:06:01.020-08:00Oh Yeah, Here's Some News
I didn't want to post anything on this blog until I was feeling comfortable enough with our chances for success, but I am as confident as a worrywart can be, so here goes:
I am expecting!
The baby is due on July 15th, although ultrasounds have shown that he or she is about a week further along than my calendar due date.
Needless to say, the upcoming arrival has been Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1104033395185217622004-12-25T18:54:00.000-08:002004-12-25T19:56:35.186-08:00Christmas Greetings, Old Style
To all my friends who check out this little ol'blog, MERRY CHRISTMAS! I hope you had as happy and as healthy of a holiday as we certainly enjoyed this year.
My friend David wrote an interesting post on his blog the other day, and it really got me thinking about the modern, American Christmas. He reflected on how little you hear the phrase, "Merry Christmas" in Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1103514378344993822004-12-19T19:20:00.000-08:002004-12-19T19:46:18.343-08:00Too Long Without an Update
Suffice it to say, life has been hectic here. I have been under the weather, and as such, Mike has been left with the burden of unpacking and laundry and general household cleaning. Poor guy. He's a champ, though. I'm going to the doctor tomorrow afternoon, though, and am hoping that I'll like her---new doctors are always a bit daunting, and I loved my docs in DC.
Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1102611140569292232004-12-09T08:29:00.000-08:002004-12-09T08:58:54.106-08:00Back in DC
I'm having a great time working back at my old company this week in DC. It's nice to feel productive, and it's even nicer to visit with all of my friends! The big bummer is that, as of yet, I haven't been able to see Heb, Dan, and Julia, but I still have some hope!
As crazy as my job was at times, the people at the office were always spectacular. I have so many dear friends here--Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1102199650532011162004-12-04T14:32:00.000-08:002004-12-04T14:34:10.533-08:00Thanks to David...
I know what type of leader I am. I am partially pleased, partially frightened. Go figure.
What Famous Leader Are You?personality tests by similarminds.comKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1101670421920285372004-11-28T11:09:00.000-08:002004-11-28T11:33:41.920-08:00An Update on the Great Move of 2004
For those friends out there who are kind enough to check out my blog on a regular basis, I'm sorry that I have not been a regular poster as of late. We finally moved to our place in Chicago, and we won't have a reliable internet hook-up for a week or so. I am actually posting today from my folks' place in Kenosha, after enjoying a very wonderful ThanksgivingKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1099543721466880932004-11-03T20:35:00.000-08:002004-11-03T20:48:41.466-08:00Thinking
While I was in no way surprised by today's election outcome, I still found myself reacting with, for lack of a better description, shock. After so many months of worrying about a potential Republican win, here it was in full force, and what was I to do? I couldn't really think about it. The international ramifications. Iraq. Our economy. Our environment.
Then I had to go out intoKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1099278102154801862004-10-31T18:56:00.000-08:002004-10-31T19:01:42.153-08:00Thank Goodness the Packers Won
If you have heard the Redskins legend, and you are a Kerry fan, you are a happy person tonight, even if you are a Redskins fan. Apparently, since FDR days, if the Redskins win the their last home game prior to the election, the incumbent wins the presidential election. If the opposing team wins, the challenger wins. You get the idea.
So, as a diehard Packers Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1099095891228998152004-10-29T17:15:00.000-07:002004-10-29T17:24:51.226-07:00A Walk with the Senator, et al.
I was out walking Ada in the seventy degree weather today (it was a record high---God knows I need time for my blood to thicken back up before the deep freeze)---and I met in this order: my high school French teacher, our state senator (Bob Wirch), and a bunch of kids raking leaves into giant piles and jumping into them.
I gave my French teacher, Mrs. Mattioli, aKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1098846061693764142004-10-26T19:52:00.000-07:002004-10-26T20:01:01.693-07:00I Don't Want to Jinx Anything
While I don't want to tempt fate, I wanted to let all our friends out there know that as of today, we had a contract accepted on a condo in Hyde Park! Hurray! I have to go down to meet our agent tomorrow and initial the changes to the contract (there was some negotiation), but once that's happened, we're well on our way to home ownership, and reunification of the Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1098068902668069092004-10-17T19:43:00.000-07:002004-10-17T20:12:43.490-07:00Here's the Situation
Mike left a little over an hour ago to return to school for the week. There is a very real possibility that we will be putting an offer down on a place within the next few days, although Mike has found 2 additional listings that he wants us to check out just to be sure we've picked the best spot.
I dread calling our agent tomorrow, as we've all but told her that we are on Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1097120300480704532004-10-06T20:23:00.000-07:002004-10-06T20:38:20.480-07:00Autumn Knitting
In lieu of depressing talk about our current living situation (i.e., he's there, I'm here, we have no house, we're in limbo with the developer, as of yet I don't really live in Chicago, Kenosha can only be so fascinating, etc.), I will say only two things tonight.
1) I love autumn in the Midwest. While I will definitely grieve this spring when I am not surrounded by cherry Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1096602618409952392004-09-30T20:34:00.000-07:002004-09-30T20:50:18.410-07:00Okay, I Have to Admit Something
I discovered two days ago that the big retreat that I'm supposed to be attending with Mike for his new neuroscience program is not this weekend. It's next weekend.
Now, this is a big, huge deal, as all of my close friends in DC are participating in the National Film Challenge this weekend. Many of my improv friends have joined forces with my work friends, and IKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1096430785288942462004-09-28T20:56:00.000-07:002004-09-28T21:06:25.286-07:00Day Two
It's the conclusion of day two of "Mike's staying in a dorm in Chicago, I'm staying at my folks' house in Kenosha" and I am tired. Dead tired. My eyes are aching.
Somehow, though, I don't really want to go to sleep. I miss him.
It's such a bummer that this worked out so poorly, after all of our planning to make sure we had a nice home to move into here in the Midwest. We are still Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1096130492506839122004-09-25T09:30:00.000-07:002004-09-25T09:41:32.506-07:00Priority Blogging
Okay, we have so much going on right now that I could literally spend hours detailing it in this blog and you still would just have a glimpse at our existence. We may be entering a legal battle over our new condo (please keep your fingers crossed that this will resolve quickly), and for the moment we are semi-homeless. I am staying with my folks here in Kenosha, and Mike has Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1095651493732985462004-09-19T20:31:00.000-07:002004-09-19T20:38:13.733-07:00Heading to Our Future Home
Mike starts his orientation at University of Chicago tomorrow, and will be staying in an apartment that our developer is letting us use until our condo closing, which should be October 1st. I'm heading down there tomorrow with him and my folks to check out the new place---I have really no clue what state of development it is in, but I'm bringing my tape measure and Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1095132172123058852004-09-13T20:17:00.000-07:002004-09-13T20:22:52.123-07:00Back from Paradise
Well, Mike and I arrived back from Maui early this morning. Our trip was great, and we left feeling very relaxed. While there, we swam, read, snorkeled, horseback rode, dined out, relaxed, and drank fruity tropical elixirs in what I would consider to be our best boozefest yet. It was great.
Now that we're back, it's very strange. Since we now won't be closing on our condoKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1094615703964001472004-09-07T20:53:00.000-07:002004-09-13T20:16:43.816-07:00Maui is Awesome
Enough said. We don't want to leave. Maybe we will, but maybe we won't. I just don't know.
What I do know, however, is that I simply cannot eat enough macadamia nuts. If I leave, I will probably board the plane looking like Jabba the Tourist. I just don't care.
Aloha, all. More to follow when we're back on the mainland.
If we return.Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1094184427456052282004-09-02T20:43:00.000-07:002004-09-02T21:07:54.760-07:00I Need Some Aloha Time
It's about a quarter to eleven here in Wisconsin, and Mike and I are up late packing for our trip to Maui tomorrow. Of course, we had all day to pack, but that would have been far too easy. What's the fun of traveling if we don't wait until the last minute to complete our preparations, lose sleep, then bicker with one another on the way to the airport?
On the whole, Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1093995459537225532004-08-31T16:33:00.000-07:002004-08-31T16:37:39.536-07:00Central Standard Time
No time to write at the moment, but I want to give the shout out to all our friends that we made it to Wisconsin, safe and sound, and our move went well. The packers and movers were fantastic, all of our sentimental stuff plus enough clothes for the next month fit in our cars, and thanks to some two-way radios that my folks bought us, Mike and I were able to keep in touch Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1093065322173687642004-08-20T21:57:00.000-07:002004-08-20T22:15:22.173-07:00Seriously, People, Don't Wait Another Day
Mike and I got the call today that his uncle, his mom's younger brother, had died. We don't know when exactly he died, as he was living all alone outside of Baltimore, and was therefore "discovered" by neighbors after he had been gone for awhile. As Mike's aunt said on the phone tonight, "it's the kind of thing you see in the movies, but you don't Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1092867307038128392004-08-18T15:08:00.000-07:002004-08-18T15:15:07.076-07:00Let's Go to the Movies!
I'm about to head out to see a screening of all of the WIT (Washington Improv Theater) affiliated 48-hour film project movies. All three of WIT's films will be there (from the past 3 years), as well as an assortment of films put together or featuring WIT students (such as myself.)
Our entry (that's the Team Tohubohu entry, for those not in the know) in this year's Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1092836371702208012004-08-18T06:19:00.000-07:002004-08-18T06:39:31.703-07:00Waiting for the Plumber
It's 9:15 a.m., but my day has already been chuck full of work. I have already gone to a 7:00 a.m. dentist appointment, made breakfast for the hubby and myself, and called the power company to inform them of our move. Now I'm waiting for the plumber, Jeff, to fix the leak in our bathtub that's on our walkthrough list for closing.
Jeff is the best plumber ever, a real Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1092707928317421752004-08-16T18:51:00.000-07:002004-08-16T18:58:48.316-07:00It's Getting Truly Insane Around Here
First and foremost, the big ugly (see previous post) is officially over. I managed to get myself on a jog that day, and it was very helpful in pulling me out of my funk. Endorphins just rock. I felt chemically altered when I got back, and it was a good thing for everyone within a 10 mile radius of me.
Okay, enough about that.
I have so much crud to get Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1092493339900039252004-08-14T07:09:00.000-07:002004-08-14T07:22:19.900-07:00The Big Ugly
I am in one of those rare moods that I like to call the big ugly. I am kind of out of it, feeling sad, feeling anxious, feeling just crummy. When the big ugly strikes, I know there is something on my mind that I just can't get to at the moment---something big that I'm not quite ready to deal with, leaving me in a malaise. It's hard for me in moments like this to motivate to Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1092440708599781922004-08-13T16:05:00.000-07:002004-08-13T16:45:08.600-07:00The Last Day
As of today at 5:30 p.m., EST, I am no longer employed by the Advisory Board Company. Yesterday was my last day in the office, and I have to admit, it hasn't really hit me that I won't be going back next week.
Of course, I did work there for almost 9 years. That's a whole lot of time.
I had a really lovely last day, despite it being a bit of whirlwind. Hillary did an amazing Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1092077298126464632004-08-09T11:32:00.000-07:002004-08-09T11:50:22.326-07:00New Girl in Town
Much to everyone's surprise, Julie Chase Bogstad came into the world yesterday, August 8th, at exactly 8:00 p.m., 3 weeks ahead of schedule. Mike and I went to see her parents, Heather and Dan, a few hours before and an hour after her birth. She's just a little peanut right now, but her Auntie Kori and Uncle Mike already love her a truckload.
While far from home these past Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1092060344315367602004-08-09T06:52:00.000-07:002004-08-09T07:05:44.316-07:00Crevette Accomplie
I ate shrimp last night in a little puff pastry. I also drank some wine. Mom told me on the phone yesterday that her allergy is really only dangerous when she eats shrimp and also drinks alcohol. When I told her I was going to try shrimp along with a glass of wine just to test this for myself, she exclaimed, "don't do it."
Well Mom, you never know until you try. And I Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1091920978000970052004-08-07T15:49:00.000-07:002004-08-07T16:22:58.000-07:00Who the H#$@ Am I?
Okay, so I ate crab last night and lived. That's old blog news. Today I ate lobster. And here I am again, in my still-living, shellfish eating body, writing about my second recent discovery. Shrimp is the only remaining challenge, and I'm hoping to try some tomorrow.
This new ability, the ability to eat crustaceans, is such a major deal to me, I can barely process it. I Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1091851910730742252004-08-06T21:06:00.000-07:002004-08-06T21:11:50.730-07:00Houston, We Don't Have a Problem
So in the controlled setting of my kitchen with a package of benadryl standing by and the car gassed up for a trip to the local emergency department, I ate crab cakes tonight. They were delicious, and I'm not dead.
At first, I felt my mouth getting a little hot, a little tingly, but then I decided that was just in my head and proceeded. Hurray! I can Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1091822689091479252004-08-06T12:28:00.000-07:002004-08-06T13:04:49.090-07:00All I Want Is a Phone Call, Okay?
Roofers, Work-Outs, and Allergies, in That Order
The roofer, who I liked very much on the phone the other day and came with very good references is not here. He was supposed to be here roughly 30 minutes ago.
I get that, when you're scheduled at the end of the day, you can get a delayed start to your appointment. All I'd like is a phone call. A head's up. AKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1091487933490832102004-08-02T15:59:00.000-07:002004-08-02T16:05:33.490-07:00The Power of the Keyboard
As an anniversary present, I bought my husband a keyboard that he had his eye on. I know, it doesn't sound that romantic, but it was actually a nostalgic gift for him. I purchased a Matias Tactile Pro, an outstanding Mac keyboard that has the authentic keyboard sound and feel of the originals Mike first started typing away at as a kid. I actually discovered his Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1091303643097518902004-07-31T12:35:00.000-07:002004-07-31T16:53:50.253-07:00Happy Anniversary
Today is my fifth wedding anniversary, and it's almost as hot outside today as it was the day I took the plunge. Of course, on my wedding day, I didn't notice the heat, or the humidity, or any of the usual weather complaints associated with the DC summer.
At 10:00 a.m. on July 31st, 1999 I made the smartest move I could have possibly made with my life---I teamed up with the Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1091227732311115512004-07-30T15:00:00.000-07:002004-07-30T15:48:52.313-07:00Snoozy at Best
As much as I hate to get into the political fray (yes, I know I was a political science and French major, so I should enjoy hours of heated political discourse amounting to nothing, but I don't), I have always been a political convention junkie. I think I like them so much primarily because they are so darn entertaining---the lofty rhetoric, the people from each state placing Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1091131971560391562004-07-29T12:42:00.000-07:002004-07-29T13:19:08.283-07:00Stop, Stop, Stop, Stop, Stop!
This Time, It's Not So Easy
For all my friends who read this blog, I'm sorry that this has become less about funny little stories than I'd hoped it would be. As I result, I have changed the title from "Korilu and Her World of Funny Little Stories" to just "Korilu and Her World of Stories." It feels more appropriate, unfortunately.
Believe me, I hate being a Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1090865309582013492004-07-26T10:43:00.000-07:002004-07-26T15:51:09.860-07:00Strange, But True
A weird realization just hit me. If I had to decide, right at this moment, whether I would rather: A) keep working out, eating right and losing weight, or B) be pregnant, work out and eat right (but not continue to reshape my body), I think I would pick Option A.
Now, I don't want to have to pick, because I want both things, but obviously, I can't have them simultaneously. Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1090699901594720632004-07-24T12:11:00.000-07:002004-07-24T13:13:28.210-07:00This Stuff Has Got to Go
I probably should have already started packing for our move, but to be honest, it was hard to get an idea of what to keep and what to pitch until I had an idea of what kind of space we would have in Chicago. Now that we have the condo (or the vacant shell of destruction that come end of September will be our condo), I can start making plans. Here's how my plans are Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1090127692402421152004-07-17T21:53:00.000-07:002004-07-17T22:28:18.546-07:00For Those Keeping Score
It took me all of six hours after putting down a deposit on our new home to figure out that I wanted to change something in the layout. It shouldn't involve any structural change, just the elimination of some of the fancy cabinets and the moving of a stacked washer/dryer. There is a bathroom right next to where I want to place the washer, so the plumbing shouldn't be a Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1090105830205699232004-07-17T15:46:00.000-07:002004-07-17T16:10:30.206-07:00Homeowners, Yet Again
We went down to Chicago today and put an offer on the place I mentioned yesterday, and before I knew it, I was picking out granite and cabinetry and happy as a clam.
The building was not built in the 1920s, as I learned today. It was built in the 1890s.
So here's the story: I moved to Arlington, Virginia to live in the middle of history, the kind of history you just Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1090037899285545222004-07-16T21:04:00.000-07:002004-07-16T21:18:19.286-07:00Just When You Thought It Was Safe to Drive to Kenosha...
First of all, before I type anything related to the subject of this email, I have to say this: blogger officially sucks if you use a Mac. How do I know this? Well, I am currently sitting in front of my father-in-law's PC, and I can see roughly 15 features for "fun with font formatting" on a toolbar that doesn't even exist in the Mac Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1089641298679408362004-07-12T07:03:00.000-07:002004-07-12T07:08:18.680-07:00Hotel News
The good news is, I just booked a hotel for Mike and me to stay in while visiting University of Chicago this week.
The bad news is, it's not really near University of Chicago, so it may be tricky getting down to campus. The jury's still out.
The good news is, I got a room rate of $149 per night, and that's right on Ohio Street 1/2 block from Michigan Avenue!
The bad news is, the Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-108942342004602042004-07-09T18:04:00.000-07:002004-07-09T18:37:00.046-07:00Too Long Without a Blog Entry
I just realized that it's been several weeks since I last posted anything. What a bum I am. It's been so busy, though, I haven't had enough time to process things, not to mention write anything down.
We are officially moving now, as we accepted an offer on our house. We are really pleased with the offer, and hope that it comes through a-okay. We will know more Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1086968917562797812004-06-11T08:21:00.000-07:002004-06-11T08:48:37.563-07:00Maybe I'm Just a Sucker for Ceremony
All this week, Reagan's death has, in many respects, been the primary focus of activity for the city of Washington. While I haven't been able to go down to the events at the capital or on Constitution Avenue (although I felt the effects of the procession as I sat in my car during rush hour), I have been keeping an eye on what's going on. I was captured by Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1086405051025118802004-06-04T20:02:00.000-07:002004-06-04T20:10:51.026-07:00Ten Questions
So, my friend Bill had the 10 questions listed below up on his blog, and he invited all of his avid readers (myself included) to fill them out in his comments section. As you will see, one of these questions challenges the respondent to play the game themselves by posting the same questions on their weblog.
It was pretty fun answering the questions for Bill, so I figured, what a Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1085930412455603372004-05-30T07:25:00.000-07:002004-05-30T08:20:12.456-07:00A Few Life Lessons This Week
Well, it certainly has been an interesting week. I'm glad that I have a three-day weekend to work it all through my little noggin. Here are a few things that I have learned:
1) When you are having trouble starting a family, going to the hospital to visit a friend with a newborn is the best and the worst thing you can possibly do. Best, because you love your Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1085671629975691922004-05-27T08:24:00.000-07:002004-05-27T08:27:50.846-07:00The Big Move (Office Move, That Is)
My company is moving from it's current home, The Watergate, to a building a few blocks away over the weekend. As I won't be in the office tomorrow, I'm packing my stuff up today. I should have started packing awhile ago—I've worked here since 1995, so I have a lot of stuff. More stuff than I thought, frankly, and the purging and packing is taking me longer Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1085625178998613852004-05-26T19:28:00.000-07:002004-05-26T20:03:18.366-07:00Comments?
Thanks to Mike, I now have comments on my weblog. When I attempted to do it, "auto update" failed (isn't that always the way?), and when I pasted in the patch of code they gave me, I somehow managed to not find the exact place to put it. Not shocking, since blogger's directions were total garbage.
I spent a great afternoon today visiting with my friends Tasha and Aaron, who had Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1085108979251245872004-05-20T19:57:00.000-07:002004-05-20T20:09:39.250-07:00Returning to Normal
I have been home the past couple of days recuperating from a big project at work. It has been absolutely glorious to have time to do laundry, visit with friends, bake a cake, and do some grocery shopping. My stress level is finally starting to feel a little closer to normal.
On an even happier front, I called a travel agent today about booking our summer vacation. We are Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1084238059439616692004-05-10T18:09:00.000-07:002004-05-10T18:14:19.440-07:0048 Hour Film, 24/7 Work
Well, the 48 Hour Film Project took place this weekend, and if I don't mind saying so myself, I'm really proud of our little Team Tohubohu, the first-time weekend movie makers that could. I don't know that our film, Schlimmer will be an award winner, but hey, I don't really know that it won't be, either. It was a great experience for all of us, though, and I am really Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1083853802570527482004-05-06T07:28:00.000-07:002004-05-06T07:33:15.560-07:00Ahh....Much Better Now
Maybe it was the acupuncture (I had an appointment last night). Maybe it was leaving work at 6:00 p.m. and having more time to decompress. Maybe it was just complete exhaustion.
I don't care. I slept really well last night, and today I am beginning to feel human again. Thank goodness!!Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1083811966218417402004-05-05T19:42:00.000-07:002004-05-05T19:57:49.966-07:00Sleep-Deprived
Have you ever been so tired but so simultaneously wound-up that despite the fact that tears are forming in your eyes and you are snuggled into a soft, warm bed you just can't fall asleep?
Welcome to my week, or "weak" to be more accurate. Today at around 10:30 a.m., I felt like I was going to fall over. This would have been okay had I started work at, say, 1:30 in the morning.Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-108310081136309182004-04-27T14:18:00.000-07:002004-04-27T14:23:16.090-07:00Guess Again, Sucker
Alright, I spoke too soon. I got up, started putting away dishes, cleaning up some things, and before you know it, I'm lightheaded and woozy.
Stupid frickin' cold. I hate being sick.Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1083099172692294352004-04-27T13:50:00.000-07:002004-04-27T13:55:57.326-07:00Feeling Better?
I feel like I might be on the mend---I'm starting to feel more human again. I still had a bit of a headache this morning when I went back to bed (at around 11:00 a.m.), but I did wake up feeling somewhat refreshed, and my head is only hurting now when I cough or sneeze.
I got some dishes done that have been sitting, and I also got the sheets for the guest room washed and in theKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1083072427546727852004-04-27T06:19:00.000-07:002004-04-27T15:26:05.356-07:00Home Sick
I am at home with a cold, and I'm feeling miserable. My head honestly feels like it's going to explode. I hate colds like this---the kind where no amount of sleep makes your headache go away. I'm trying to avoid cold medicine, but I had to take a little NyQuil last night (about a half-dose) to get some sleep.
I cancelled my personal training session for this morning, which was a Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1082074785000823302004-04-15T17:01:00.000-07:002004-04-17T07:37:57.123-07:00Time to Go
This morning my mom and dad left for the long drive back to Wisconsin. They drove in on Good Friday and stayed with us for the Easter holiday. We had a great time, but they got some really crummy DC weather—constant rain and cold. The sun finally broke through today, probably around the time they were reaching the Ohio border. Whatever the case, it was a nice visit.
I'm always inKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1081954994135853652004-04-14T08:02:00.000-07:002004-04-19T06:31:16.216-07:00To Geek, Or Not To Geek
I guess I'm not a geek after all. Who knew?
You are 9% geekOK, so maybe you ain't a geek. You do, at least, show a bit of interest in the world around you. Either that, or you have enough of a sense of humor to pick some of the sillier answers on the test. Regardless, you're probably a pretty nifty, well-rounded person who gets along fine with people and can chat with Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1081351381777497182004-04-07T08:18:00.000-07:002004-04-07T08:27:42.373-07:00It's Not a Tumor, It's A Bicep
A few weeks ago I freaked out in the shower as I felt what I thought was a tumor under my right shoulder. I was sure I had some horrifying glandular cancer, but then felt a similar lump on my left arm. Turns out the cancerous growths were really tiny developing bicep muscles. Who knew?
Yesterday I asked the personal trainers at the community center where I've Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1081288658350488892004-04-06T14:37:00.000-07:002004-04-06T15:03:09.856-07:00We Call It Boozefest
The Dark, Intoxicating, Delicious Underbelly of Infertility
Okay, I promise that this won't be a depressing entry, despite the title. Here's the deal. We haven't had kids yet. We're having trouble creating said kids. I have needed to find a way to dull the sting each month of knowing a kid is not on the way.
I have turned to booze.
Now, when you're in the business of Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1081010421874501412004-04-03T07:52:00.000-08:002004-04-03T08:43:01.606-08:00Long Time, No Blog
a.k.a. The Pregnant Pause
It's been a month since I've blogged, and I wish I could say that it has been peaceful and uneventful. To be frank, it has been a few more weeks of chaos. I can't wait to officially decide where we are going to live next year. It's hanging over our heads, and it's making the excitement of Mike's PhD acceptances dampened.
I have to admit, though, Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1078370223449094272004-03-03T18:51:00.000-08:002004-03-03T19:25:28.670-08:00Officially Freaking Out
So, in good news - in GREAT news - Mike has been accepted into three PhD programs. University of Pittsburgh, Georgetown, and now, Northwestern have all given Mike the thumbs up, which makes Pittsburgh, Washington DC, or Chicago our official home next year.
In less good news, I am now officially freaking out. There is so much on our plate right now it would scare a, Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1075922431126911212004-02-04T11:08:00.000-08:002004-02-04T11:22:12.153-08:00Sorry to Disturb You?
So my friend Hillary and I just went down to the Safeway in our office building to buy some lunch. We walked into a line with no customers, each with one item. Behind the register was a cashier with her back to us, reading the paper. Hillary asked her if the line was open, and she turned around and acknowledged us.
She then turned back around, seemed to make a move thatKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1075846225595076012004-02-03T14:00:00.000-08:002004-02-03T14:16:18.390-08:00Working Out of Here
I have been working out pretty faithfully across the past couple of months, but last night, I hit a roadblock. All desire left in me to go to the gym was sucked out on the ride home, and even my husband's encouragement (and desire to tag along and work out as well) could not convince me to put on my sweats and get out there.
The back injury last week took the wind out of myKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1075352520153305512004-01-28T20:47:00.000-08:002004-01-28T21:15:05.030-08:00Feel the Pain, Be the Pain
I'm sitting up in bed, propped up by a bunch of pillows, with a computer on my lap and a puppy at my side (Wilbur is being quite sweet since he's up on our bed, an uncommon luxury.) Have I mentioned how much my back is hurting? Not for a few minutes? Okay then, here goes:
OUCH, OUCH, OUCH, OUCH, OUCH! MORE MOTRIN, NOW!
I am so bummed that I'm hurt, as I can Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1075226665954053752004-01-27T09:59:00.000-08:002004-01-27T10:08:16.013-08:00Oh, My Aching Back
Remember that miracle mile I just posted about? My back does! So do my hips, my shoulders, my neck...you get the idea.
To be fair, my lower back has been hurting on the left side for a few days now---I even let my trainer know on Friday that it was tender, and we worked with it rather than against it during our session. She suspected that I may have wriggled it out of Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1075071404427152142004-01-25T14:15:00.000-08:002004-01-25T15:20:37.560-08:00The Miracle Mile
Today I did something absolutely amazing. For the first time in my entire life, I ran a mile. I know that others probably did this years ago in junior high or middle school for gym class, but I grew up with allergies and asthma and a constant doctor's excuse out of running the track. Despite years of soccer playing and ice skating, I was never a great participant in the Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1074486246333763272004-01-18T19:47:00.000-08:002004-01-19T09:51:21.216-08:00Graduate Schoolapalooza and Holiday Redux
Life in our house as of late has been all about graduate school. My husband applied to nine neuroscience PhD programs over the holidays, and to our delight, a few have called inviting him for interviews. It's incredibly rewarding to see Mike's world opening up and his hard work putting those applications together paying off. He will be a force for Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1071873085302516892003-12-19T14:08:00.000-08:002003-12-19T14:43:36.060-08:00The Show, Now The Go
On Wednesday of this week, my improv classmates and I performed in a little showcase performance at the DCAC. From this level forward, it appears, any improv class I take will have one of these low-key performances as a practice of what we've learned as well as an opportunity to be on stage in front of an audience.
We were allowed to invite a few friends into the space to Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1070992794196024262003-12-09T09:54:00.000-08:002003-12-09T10:01:33.420-08:00The Great Purge
Today is Tuesday, which means I'm not in the office. I have a great situation worked out at my job whereby I work three days a week (Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday) when my project load is normal, and then add additional hours when I am working on something really time/labor intensive. In the end, my hours average out to around forty per week, but any given week within the Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1070761664785837952003-12-06T17:15:00.000-08:002003-12-06T18:24:30.403-08:00Weighty Issues, As Usual
It has been a pretty good week, but a heavy one. I've been feeling bogged down with weight loss concerns, as often happens when it starts to get cold. I know that most folks feel self-conscious when the weather warms up and it's time to take all those layers off. Well, summer is no picnic for my sense of self-worth, either, but the holiday season has a sort of Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1069922037255019032003-11-27T00:33:00.000-08:002003-11-27T00:39:54.280-08:00Vegas, Baby
So here I am, in Las Vegas, so far enjoying one heck of a Thanksgiving vacation. I have to admit, Mike and I weren't thrilled when we heard that his family's Thanksgiving/Reunion was going to be in Vegas. We came out here in February 2002, and got stuck for 5 extra days when a massive snowstorm hit the East Coast. Vegas is a lot of fun, but it's not quite as fun when you are Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1069429188751054282003-11-21T07:26:00.003-08:002003-11-21T07:45:05.310-08:00Rats
This morning was the first morning in 3 weeks, weekends included, that I could sleep in a bit. It was glorious, at first. I didn't feel rushed, I started to feel rested (after battling a cold for over a month.) It was absolutely splendid.
Then the dogs started barking.
Now, I love my dogs, and I don't want them to suffer. So I got out of bed, let the puppy, Wilbur, outside, let him Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1069018681660632822003-11-16T13:01:00.000-08:002003-11-16T13:38:43.326-08:00Best Party Ever
Last night, my husband threw a surprise 30th birthday party for me, and it was fabulous. I got home from a Saturday at work roughly one hour before the party was going to begin, and was informed that I should quickly get ready because people were coming over for my birthday party. It became a night of "this is your life" pretty rapidly—every time I opened the door, a new friendKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1068868373496481842003-11-14T19:46:00.000-08:002003-11-14T19:58:47.576-08:00Thirty As I Know It So Far
I turned thirty on Monday, November 10th. Thirty. Years. Old.
Amazing.
To be honest, I was ready—very ready—to shed my twenties and break into a new skin. I've been ready for awhile to fly out in a new direction, and I appreciated the landmark as a place to draw my line in the sand.
About a week and a half before the big day (Halloween to be exact), I went to Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1060726338210743582003-08-12T15:12:00.000-07:002003-08-12T15:14:31.533-07:00New Doctor, New Decision
So my husband and I embarked upon a whole new world a few weeks ago. The world of trying to create a child not so much the old fashioned way. Don't get me wrong, we didn't leap to this. We've made a serious effort to grow one of our own without any medical wizardry. But after 20 months, even our doctors (with the help of some preliminary testing) said that it was Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1060349644286304472003-08-08T06:34:00.000-07:002003-08-12T14:30:53.803-07:00Just Stand-Up
I had an interesting experience yesterday. Let me explain.
Two women who work with me celebrated their last day at the company. Julia will be heading off to get a graduate degree in design up in N.Y.C., and Erica will be schlepping her stuff out to Arizona to start fresh in the desert air. Julia is a fantastic artist who I'm sure will be quite a smash at school. Erica is bold Korihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5521028.post-1056756571101659132003-06-27T16:29:00.000-07:002003-08-12T14:31:27.950-07:00It's About Time
Well, here goes. My first entry into the world of blogging. I've been an avid reader of a few friends' blogs for awhile, but never thought to start one myself as I didn't have a website of my own created. I have decided to take the leap here and see if a website will follow.
I feel slightly exposed by this, which probably means it's a good idea.
I titled the blog "Korilu andKorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04673812133227056577noreply@blogger.com0