grrlofthewoods

So, I got called Mrs. Olson for the first time tonight. I didn't even notice, but Josh laughed.

Of course, this started the question of what the hell am I going to do with my name when I get married?

Short answer: I have no fucking clue.

Long answer: Well, since you asked (or maybe you didn't but you don't have to read if you don't wanna)...

See, to begin with, I have a bit of a love/hate relationship with my last name (the first two I'm cool with, even if they do date me as a late '70s/early '80's kid). I don't feel all that connected to my dad's family, and never really have. I also really hate that I now share the last name with Robin (my dad's evil wife). A couple of years ago, I strongly considered changing it to my mom's family's name, but didn't 'cause it cost money and I was poor. I also didn't want to further alienate my dad's family by going out of my way to change my name from theirs.

So option 1 (change my name to Olson) would be a socially acceptable way of getting rid of a name I don't like, don't feel particularly attached to, and think sounds ugly. Plus, it would mark this new phase of my life, so it feels somewhat symbolically significant as well.

Easy peasy, right? Not so much.

I mean, it is my name. I've had it for almost 26 years. It's my email address, both personal and work. And Josh thinks it would be a bit weird for me to change my name. After all, he has no desire to change his. And there's enough old school feminist in me to be like "I ain't changin' my name to no man's!"

So we talk, and eventually, we came up with this crazy naming scheme (aka: option 2).

We would each take a new middle name, which would also be given to our future kidlets. Said kidlets would then be given a last name from somewhere in our family tree, so that everyone in our family would have the same middle name, and different last names. Still get the symbolic significance of the name change to mark the new life phase, it's much more egalitarian, and kinda wacky, in a good way. Plus, the kids aren't automatically marked as siblings, so they don't get as much of the, "hey, you're so-and-so's little sister, right? I hope you're as smart/well-behaved/other well meaning but idiotic comment as she is."

Except, it would probably make paperwork a living hell. I can envision having to carry all of their birth certificates around to prove that yes, these cute little heathens really are mine (at least once they stop breastfeeding).

Which brings us to Option 3, the one I'm currently leaning towards. Which is simply to add Olson as a second last name (not hyphenated) so that people could call me by either, or both, and still be correct. Kids would just get Olson as their last name, I'm definately not attached enough to mine to pass it on.

Gah. Who knew getting married was so complicated? And now I'm going to be a good little wifey and go make dinner. Mmmm... potato leek soup.

And once again, my suckiness is proved by how infrequently I post. I'm truly sorry everyone, it's really a combination of lack of time and lack of exciting things to post about.

In today's news, I got paid today for the first time in my real post-college job. Tres exciting, except for the fact that it's basically spent. But Erin mailed the check for my car yesterday, so I will not be quite so broke. Which is good, because I need to buy new underwear. All of mine have holes in them. And not in a good way.

Josh and I joined a CSA, which will be starting in two (!) weeks. For those of you who don't know what a CSA is, it stands for Community Supported Agriculture. Basically, we bought a share in a local organic farm (two, in our case, really, but they work together) in exchange for fresh produce every week. Which is cool in lots of ways. I'm hoping we're inspired by the deluge of veggies to eat something other than the 9 or so things we're currently cycling through. Mmmm... fresh veggies. It's like a farmer's market in a box, except without the getting up early on Saturday morning part.

Mat is currently in Berkeley, Josh and I are meeting up with him in the city on Friday, which should be fun, and then Amelia will be in town on Saturday and Sunday for an Ultimate tournament. Yay for lovely CPCers coming to the west coast (hint, hint to all the rest of you out there!)

Josh is cooking latkes, and they smell divine. I'm so hungry. I've not been very good about bringing lunch this week, which is bad. I hear the table being set, which must mean that food is almost ready. Food!

How the hell did February manage to sneak in like that? Where did January go? So much for this "6 more weeks 'til spring" thing, it already looks like spring here. Everything is green.

I'm in a cranky mood right now, and my boobs feel weird. I want to take them off for a while.

We went to see the elephant seals over the weekend. It's official, I'm now in love with California. I'm in love with a lot of things really; most notably the fact that I can have Indian food for lunch by walking four blocks.


My wedding is in 6 months and 10 days. Oy Vey.

I know, I know. I suck. I'm sorry. Life is not terribly exciting, just quite busy. Work is nuts, we're in the midst of some mad planning as we have two conferences coming up the week of Valentine's day. Whoever planned that should be hung from the rafters by their toenails.

I'm sleepy, and really should just go to bed.

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Do it.

Okay, I know I suck. But, in my defense I’ve been busy, and my internet access has been limited the past couple of weeks.

So where to begin? In our last entry, I was preparing to head back to Michigan for the holidays. The traveling was uneventful, and we spent a week with the Olson’s hanging out and having Christmas and Chanukah a week early. My mom and Tim came to pick us up and got to experience Chanukah, complete with brisket and latkes and dreidel. Then we were off to my mom’s for the week, and had Christmas morning with my sisters and the boys, and then went to the farm to hang with my dad’s family. The week was spent running around visiting people and we also got some wedding stuff done, which was good. We got to play with Brady and Allen quite a bit, which was really nice. Allen is such a chunk! It’s amazing how quickly they go from being squirmy and pink to little people. He’s very jolly.

In other news, I’m a college graduate. Yay me.

The wedding is coming along nicely, although all of the planning I was ignoring is now catching up to me. I made a list of all we have done now, it’s quite a lot actually.

( list of wedding stuff I have done )

So I have job now, or another one, really. I’m working 30 hours a week at the CoE (the place I was interning), which is pretty exciting, especially since it means I’ll be able to sleep in a little bit. I’m still guarding one day a week at the Y, but I will at least get one day a week off.

And my wedding dress came in the mail yesterday! *is giddy*

Home again! (Home being California, now.) It's amazing how many places I refer to as home nowadays.

I know I owe everyone a great big huge update, and I will get around to it. But for now, dinner.

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! Last Tuesday I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points). Last Friday I put money in caviling's expired parking meter (14 points). Last Monday I helped silverfiremagic across the street (6 points). Last week I put gum in thesbianelle's hair (-12 points). In July I got in line at the supermarket at the same time as someone else and I didn't yield (-8 points). Overall, I've been nice (1 points). For Christmas I deserve a red Radio-Flyer wagon! Sincerely, grrlofthewoods

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Guess it's a good thing I ate those brussel sprouts.



I'm going home tomorrow! Well, Grosse Pointe really. And we don't get there until Sunday. But still. Home!

I will write something about what's going on in my life besides travel, but first I have to get this damn splint off of my right hand.

Eggs and potatoes, dishes, and then airport.

I'm flying to Chicago!

Those of you in the metro area who want to hang out should give us a ring.

Whee!

Saw Harry Potter last night. Loved it. Am now extraordinarily tired, but it was well worth it.

In other news, potluck today! Yippee!

Mmm... I love sleeping in. Of course, I have a shitload of stuff to do today, all of the stuff I haven't had time to do on other days, but I'm spending my morning enjoying the low-pressure-ness of it all.

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In other news, someone wants to buy my car! He's a friend of Megan (who flaked out on buying it from me this summer), and I talked to him this morning and gave him my mom's phone number so he can go drive it around and see if he likes it. I hope he does. It's a nice little car, despite the quirks.

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So I've been sick for the past 3 days. It all started while I was swimming on Sunday, I got really dizzy and almost passed out as I was getting ready to start work. They told me to go home. I got up and went into my internship yesterday, and they promptly told me to go home too (apparently I looked terrible). I was up puking this morning, so I decided that going into my internship was a bad idea, and so here I am, at home, with a tummy ache and nothing but the internets to keep my company. :( I just wish I knew what was wrong with me. It's probably just a virus/me being overtired/overworked, but I don't like being sick. I have too much to do.

Coming home makes me happy. San Francisco is so pretty in the dark with all the lights.

I either need to go get in the shower or go to bed. I can't afford another night of being up too late.

"On crowded MUNI buses, you have an excellent opportunity to share viruses. Don't be selfish, folks, share your viruses!" - some random cute little old man, whilst packed like sardines into the most crowded 38L bus I've ever been on

It's a good thing I find public transportation so amusing, seeing as I spend so much time on it.

So, CPC and Dick Olson finally got their acts together and we offically have a date for the wedding. August 12, 2006. And oh my word is there a ton of shit to do, most of which involves calling people on the phone, which I hate doing. Josh is calling the caterers at least, and I can email some of the potential photographers.

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Where should we go for our honeymoon?

I know, I know, I promised an update soon, and then I waited almost a week. I'm sorry. I'm a busy girl. Internship 40 hours a week, plus a 2 hour commute each way, plus work, means Amy doesn't get much time to update. I'm sure one of these days I will get over my fear about reading/posting on livejournal at work, and then I'll never shut up. :P

I was riding the bus to SF General Hospital this morning, and the sun was just beginning to break through the fog, and it was beautiful. San Francisco is a gorgeous city. It's fun to ride around and watch people scurry by. There's always folks out and about. I think I may be able to get used to this after all.

As an aside: Molly, you are hereby forbidden from talking to Deb out my craving for babies. You all are actually. I don't need to get yelled at about it from her too. :)

Things are going better, I'm getting into the swing of things. Keeping busy is a good thing. More later. Love you all!

My computer died today, and we discovered that at some point in all my moving around, I have lost my Windows CDs. This, my friends, is why you should never get rid of anything. Because you're inevitably getting rid of the wrong things. I still have senior pictures of people from high school that I never talk to, and haven't since graduation day 7 years ago, but no Windows CDs. Somehow, this says something about me, but I'm not sure what.

Tomorrow I begin my internship full time. I will haul my ass out of here before 7 a.m. to make it there on time. I'm nervous. I now have a job that actually pays money, so that's a good thing. I just need to figure out when I'll actually have time to work. I have a feeling sleep is going to end up on the losing end of this deal.

Every time I talk to Erin on the phone I cry. I miss her and the boys so much. Whenever I talk to her, she says something like "and this happened, and this happened, and I needed you," which of course makes my heart break. Brady will be two in 10 days, I need to send him a present, but I have no money. Good thing he doesn't understand time so well yet, because he'll still be excited to get a present in the mail for his birthday, even if it's a month afterwards.

Today's been a rough day.

Whoo! I have a job interview this morning, wish me luck! Whee!