Clickety-click…

One of the best things I’ve done (in terms of personal entertainment, at least) is to start using an RSS feed reader.  And before Google changed their Reader and took away the sharing and comment function (grumble grumble) it was the best social network I could have hoped for.  That aside, the RSS reader is like my TV; there’s always a ton of content and it’s so much fun and so relaxing to curl up with my computer and see what everyone in Blog Land is up to.  Here’s a smattering of some favorites recently:

It’s almost that time again!

I’ve posted about this blog before, I think.* …and now she’s writing a book!

I’ve made internet friends with this girl and this girl.  Maybe sometime we’ll be friends in real life…but for now, show them some blog love and check ‘em out.

Speaking of internet friends, I’d really like to hang out with this girl sometime.  Check out those photos she takes of her flower arrangements.

This is my favorite new site to follow.

Speaking of cabins (see above), are you on Pinterest?  Did you know that I have a cabin-in-the-ferny-shady-woods inspiration board?

Ben’s grandparents got us a giant cast iron pan for our wedding, and that means that I can make this.

I feel like this post was written just for me.  Sigh.

I always feel inspired by Japanese-style furniture and interiors.  Check out this cozy blanket/desk/space heater combination.

I also posted this tutorial onto my Pinterest crafts board.

If you need an invite to Pinterest let me know!

Happy internetting forevar,

Miss Minty

* If I haven’t, let me say that simply finding a blog called Tomboy Style has made me feel like it’s possible to come out of the adult tomboy closet.  I’ve recently donated a lot of dresses and girly patterned shirts and other things that I owned but rarely wore, because they were always passed up in favor of slim pants, a drapey grey t-shirt, and men’s loafers.  Call me a wimp and a sheep, but I wore dresses and other “prettier” things to try to please other people, or to try to look as good as other girls looked in pretty things.  How pathetic is that?  Thanks, Lizzie, for helping me remember who I am.

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See you next year, Pensacola.

See you next year, Pensacola.

Tags: travel

We’re driving today.

it’s a new year

Hello friends.

Hope you’ve all enjoyed the holidays.  I love the New Year portion of the holiday season best; it’s the perfect foil for a holly jolly atheist like me…. I get to wish you (and random strangers) some good cheer without feel hypocritical.

Anyway, I wanted to pop in to share some thoughts about my hoped-for accomplishments and new habits I hope to cultivate in 2012.  I’m not calling them resolutions, but they are bigger than tasks on a to-do list.  Here we go:

1.  Put my marriage first.  Before work, before dishes and laundry, and yes, sometimes even before Kai.  As of today, we’re no longer newlyweds, and having a little one and three jobs between the two of us means our attentions are necessarily directed elsewhere.  I want to stay mindful of this and continue to cultivate our amazing relationship.

2.  Enjoy Kai, and enjoy parenthood.  The first seven weeks have been rough (cute as the little bugger is).  It often takes a very conscious effort to not freak out about a myriad of things, big and small.  He’s my little dreamboat, and he won’t stay tiny forever.  I will eschew perfection in favor of “good-enough” in my parenting.

3.  Get to know my new camera.  My parents very generously gifted us with a DSLR camera for the holidays and I am terribly excited to finally use something other than my phone for taking pictures!  It’s a basic DSLR (a Canon Rebel T3), but it’s still far more complicated than my analog Pentax SLR.  I plan on making the most of this camera and am going to try to never use the fully-automatic mode.  Do you have some tips to share or maybe a blog or article that can help me?  Let me know in the comments!  Here’s one of my first pictures:

4.  Stem the stagnation of my Japanese language skills, and hopefully even improve them.  Passing four semesters of Japanese eight years ago did not come without some serious effort, so neither will this goal.  I may gift myself with Rosetta Stone, and once I get my speaking and comprehension back up to snuff I might even start working on my Kanji, too.  This is mostly for my own intellectual satisfaction (but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to attempt a family trip to Japan in the next few years).

5.  Real financial stability is almost ours, and it WILL be ours in 2012.  For the first time since we’ve been together, we both have gainful employment for the foreseeable (and beyond) future.  We’re finally in a position to eradicate our modest consumer and student debt and build our savings account.  Besides the personal satisfaction of a rising credit score and a cushy cushion, we want to buy a house in Philadelphia at some point in the next twenty-four to thirty-six months. We want our own permanent address and home base, and where better than our favorite city?

6.  Deal with my post-pregnancy body.  In the interest of increasing my accountability to myself I’m going to tell you that I gained about fifty pounds during the 41 weeks I grew Kai…and I’m still hanging on to about thirty of them, seven and a half weeks after his birth.  Except for the two kilometer round-trip walk to work in Toronto, I was largely sedentary for my pregnancy.  Couple that with the unexpected cesarean section and you can imagine how weak, soft, and generally unhealthy I feel right now.  It’s time to start taking a walk every day, getting back on the bicycle, maybe checking out Couch to 5K, or even dancing….which leads me to my last bullet:

7.  Don’t forget how to dance.  That’s maybe a bit melodramatic; it’s been over ten years since I started swinging out and I don’t think any passage of time could erase that muscle memory (and besides, feeling music is not necessarily a physical thing).  That said, it’s been about a year since I’ve danced regularly, and it’s bound to feel a bit awkward the next time I venture out.  Since Ben and I now live on the road permanently I’ll be able to explore some unfamiliar dance scenes (though perhaps not every week, since we are sometimes in some pretty suburban areas).  I also want to attend at least one dance event in 2012.  I haven’t had fun dancing at a big event in a long time (I’ll have to write a whole post about that one) but I really want to make an effort to get on the floor again.  It brought so much richness to my life (not to mention simply incredible friends) that I just can’t give it up yet.  

Happy New Year, dear friends.

THIS.  This is awesome.

THIS.  This is awesome.

(via quitecontinental)

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The starlings have been making the blog rounds.

Friends, Kai is nearly seven weeks old, and pretty much the only thing I’ve been doing this entire time is breastfeed him.  I’m actually typing this with one hand.  I’m hoping to get back to regular posting soon…in the meantime, I have a few fluff posts queued up.  See you soon, and happy Festivus!

Tags: Kai baby chatter

Sunset in Tampa (Taken with instagram)

Sunset in Tampa (Taken with instagram)

As an enjoyer of “fusion” I can’t help but feel like there’s something kind of missing… but an awesome infographic all the same.
ilovecharts:

The History Of Western Dance Music
Original blog post
Interactive version
Static version
via Thomson Holidays
- Mark Johnstone

As an enjoyer of “fusion” I can’t help but feel like there’s something kind of missing… but an awesome infographic all the same.

ilovecharts:

The History Of Western Dance Music

Original blog post

Interactive version

Static version

via Thomson Holidays

Mark Johnstone

(My favorite part:  1:05 to 4:05)

It’s been three weeks (already??) since my little dreamboat joined the family, and I’m finally getting around to posting this in his honor.  Birth story and pictures coming soon.

Thank you Kerry for the tip.

Tags: Kai

I forgot to mention…

…that while he was on tour, Ben was charmed by a dumpster-diving stranger so much that he brought her home.

photo 1

This tiny kitty was hanging out in the woods behind a motel in Roanoke.  She made the trip from Virginia to Toronto to Philadelphia is getting used to life with us (the other two critters in the family are acclimating to her pretty well, too).  She’s under a year old and was on her second litter (at least) when we had her spayed last week; she now weighs under five pounds and very closely resembles a tortie-furred skeleton.  I think she’s pretty happy with her new life, though, annoying plastic collar and all:

photo 2

She’s pretty feisty and has already learned to steal food out from under the nose of Puppy (who is at least three times her size).  We think she’s a pretty awesome addition to the family.  If only the sixth member of the family would hurry up and get here….

Tags: cats family

I didn’t think I’d be writing this before Kai’s birth…..but we’re home.  Like…right now, we are back in Philadelphia.
It was a fascinating eight months in Toronto, but we’re ready to head back to the States.  It’s funny, neither Ben or I were particularly gung-ho in the patriotism realm before coming north, so we’re both a little surprised about how much we have grown to appreciate the US…semi-legal wars, Tea Party, gridlocked politics, and all.  The greatest country in the world, though?  I don’t have need for such superlative statements.  It’s just home.
Thank you, Ben’s new job, for giving us maternity health coverage effective before Kai’s date of birth.  And to our amazing house-sharers. <3
We have about a month in Philly before we have to head to Tampa for Ben’s work, and I am so incredibly happy.  Crazy though this decision might seem to leave our prenatal practitioner and Ontario’s public healthcare, we are extremely happy to not be “trapped” in Toronto, waiting for Kai to be born and then waiting for the right paperwork to get him over the border (in addition to then moving our entire apartment, the cats, and a newborn all at the same time).  And even I just have to say…sometimes it is a damn good idea to do what feels right.
See you soon, phriends.
(image via here and here).

I didn’t think I’d be writing this before Kai’s birth…..but we’re home.  Like…right now, we are back in Philadelphia.

It was a fascinating eight months in Toronto, but we’re ready to head back to the States.  It’s funny, neither Ben or I were particularly gung-ho in the patriotism realm before coming north, so we’re both a little surprised about how much we have grown to appreciate the US…semi-legal wars, Tea Party, gridlocked politics, and all.  The greatest country in the world, though?  I don’t have need for such superlative statements.  It’s just home.

Thank you, Ben’s new job, for giving us maternity health coverage effective before Kai’s date of birth.  And to our amazing house-sharers. <3

We have about a month in Philly before we have to head to Tampa for Ben’s work, and I am so incredibly happy.  Crazy though this decision might seem to leave our prenatal practitioner and Ontario’s public healthcare, we are extremely happy to not be “trapped” in Toronto, waiting for Kai to be born and then waiting for the right paperwork to get him over the border (in addition to then moving our entire apartment, the cats, and a newborn all at the same time).  And even I just have to say…sometimes it is a damn good idea to do what feels right.

See you soon, phriends.

(image via here and here).

seven billion

According to The Bugle, the seven billionth member of the populace will be born on Monday 31 October.  This led to a Malthus reference, which always makes me happy.  

Our due date is tomorrow, but most babies (at least first babies) are late.  Kai’s not coming out today, that’s for sure.  Maybe he’ll be number 7,000,000,000?

Tags: baby

on taking your husband’s name

My friend Diane shared this short post via Google Reader a couple weeks ago.  If you don’t feel like clicking through, the gist of it is that ladies who take their husbands’ names are not viewed (professionally) as favorably as as those who keep their given last names.

Over the summer, a friend asked me why I hadn’t taken Ben’s last name when we got married. I said the first thing that came to mind (rather carelessly, as another married friend who HAD taken her husband’s name was with us), which was “he doesn’t own me.”  I had other reasons, too, of course.  I’ve done some extremely valuable networking under my own name for the past four years; there’s a chance that in a couple years I will have to make another attempt at freelancing (due to Ben’s perpetually traveling gig) so I absolutely want to make sure that no one in my industry forgets who I am.  I also felt uncomfortable with the idea of upholding the status quo.  Seriously, am I my father’s property until I get married and thus transfer my identity to another dude?  Hell no, I’m an autonomous human.  

But then again…. Ben definitely didn’t care two licks if I took his name or not (which is not the case for many men, sadly).  My industry is also quite small, and I don’t think anyone would experience any confusion if I changed my last name.  We’re giving Kai his dad’s last name, and I do feel a little…weird…about not sharing a name with my own son.  And one more:  I actually really like Ben’s last name and I like how it sounds with my name.  

So why not change it, right?

It’s the history of the status quo that bothers me enough to really hesitate.  For YEARS, women had no choice but to transfer virtual ownership from that of their fathers’ to that of their husbands’ upon marriage.  By giving up my identity (as defined by nomenclature at least) I feel like I’d be letting down all the generations of ladies of the future (by not continuing to make it even more socially acceptable and easy for them) AND the past (by declining my newly and pretty widely socially-acceptable choice).  

I don’t have plans to change it at this time, but I do recognize that Kai’s arrival might make me feel a little differently.  What do you all think?  Hetero friends, if you’re a gal, why did or didn’t you change your name (or why would or wouldn’t you)?  If you’re a guy, would you want your wife to change (or not change) her name?  Curious to hear your thoughts.