Moving Again … At Least Part-Time

May 4 2013
Early in this semester, it became clear that there would not be funding for me to continue at CMU next year.  Since most deadlines to apply for postdoctoral fellowships and faculty positions had passed, I started applying to everything remotely related to computational topology.  I applied to post docs, faculty positions, lecturer positions, and even considered applying to industry.  The hope was to stay in Pittsburgh, but I broadened my search to relevant positions elsewhere.
 
A few weeks ago, I struck luck.  I was offered a post doc at Tulane University.  The upside: two years of funding, living in New Orleans, working with computational geometer who seems like she would be great to work with.  I was so excited for this opportunity at first, but then it hit me: Dave can’t move to New Orleans with me.
 
I am working on writing a grant with some of the people I am working with at CMU.  This would also be a great opportunity, and would allow me to stay in Pittsburgh.  However, we won’t be hearing back from the Air Force very soon about this grant.
 

After much deliberation, I decided t take the position in New Orleans, with the option of making it a joint post-doc if the grant comes through.  This seems like a good solution to me, although will include a lot of traveling.  This was one of the hardest decisions I’ve had to make, but I’m lucky to have Dave who supports me and our long-term goals despite the short-term difficulties.

Dave is excited to come visit for Jazz fest next year, and I think my yet-to-be-found apartment is already booked up for Mardi Gras.

Mysterious Card

April 8 2013

I’m currently going through lots of old paperwork.  Not having a home for three years, then staring work before actually moving into a house has caused all of my paperwork to be in complete disarray.  Among other things, I found a bill I needed to pay due next week (a debt which I swiftly paid), a check that was sent to me 2 years ago, and a Christmas card.

The Christmas card was presumably not sent to me (I hope).  On the inside, there was some hallmark quote and then a handwritten message “Worried about you the other night, but the policeman said you were okay.  Our best, Agnes and John.”  I’m not sure who this is from (I only know one Agnes … and I don’t think this would have been from my college professor), nor do I know who this is addressed to …

Guilty Pleasures

March 27 2013

Dave loves Gossip Girl.  I do too.  

It all started with Desperate Housewives.  I stayed over my friend Jen’s house one night, and she got me hooked (I think it was the episode where Gabby tries to make her daughters exercise by tying them to the car and making them run as she drove).  When DH ended, I think Dave and I both cried.  My favorite character was always Susan, although many people give me a hard time for liking Susan.  Dave’s favorite was Gabby (although I think he also liked the woman who kept her dead husband’s body in the basement freezer).

I was in Austria when I was watching the early episodes (purchased on DVD by Dave, thanks Dave!)  I got Paul hooked on DH too.  Every night, we’d watch an episode (or 5) after dinner.  After Paul left Austria to move in with his girlfriend (who had a kid), Morten started watching with me.  Chao’s words of wisdom to Morten: “Don’t watch DH.  Look what happened to the last guy.  He got married and has a kid now.”  (Ironically, Chao is married and about to have his first child.  Maybe he started watching DH secretly …)

Anyway, after DH ended, we needed a replacement.  Dave’s sister seemed to like gossip girl, so we started watching.  Unfortunately, the first season we watched was their last season as a show.

Our Website is Up!

March 9 2013

Our Website is Up!

Dave has put together a website for our wedding.  We’re slowly adding things to it, but at least the website looks complete now.  :)

I noticed today that we did not put the wedding date on the website yet … whoops!

Birthday Dinner

March 5 2013

My birthday was last week, and Dave took me to a hibachi style restaurant in Southside (Namaka). When I sat down, I knew that the other man at the table was a famous athlete, but I had no clue who he was. I guessed that he was on the Steelers, and my guess was confirmed when he went to the restroom and the Pittsburgers near us were talking about our table-mate James Harrison.

he's a linebacker on the steelers.

In honor of my birthday, James wore a very geometric t-shirt.

The meal was just as good/bad as any other hibachi restaurant, and the service was incredibly slow. Refills on drinks only happened after Dave literally chased down the waiter. And, to demonstrate that it doesn’t matter who you are or how much you make, James never received his dinner. But, I did get to bang on the gong at the end of the night.

Happy Birthday to me

Birthday Song (Try #2)

Tears on the Bus

February 27 2013

Yesterday, a girl was crying on the bus, all alone.  Then, a very concerned fellow bus-rider came up to her and asked if everything was ok.  The sound of concern in her voice for a stranger was like nothing I’ve ever heard before.  It was remarkable to see such kindness displayed.

Wedding Invitations

February 20 2013

We are now in the process of ordering our wedding invites.  Since I like personal experience, I  tried to find a local business who makes them in Pittsburgh, and I found two.  The first had a few bad reviews online, so I passed on that option.  The second (Invitations Unlimited) seemed a bit strange, but I called to make an appointment.  The woman calls me back, and I learn that she is based in California, not Pittsburgh.  (Dave wonders how I made a phone call to a California number not realizing it was not the 412 area code of Pittsburgh).  I looked for the company online again, and Invitations Unlimited in Pittsburgh went out of business 7 years ago (says the guy who has their old phone number).  So, I guess we will be doing the new-age thing and ordering our invitations over the internet.

Nana

January 23 2013

Nana, Miss Valentine of 1946, passed away this weekend.  When I told my friend Diana, she remembered the glistening look in her eye whenever we would come visit.  She was always so happy, and that glisten was just an accessory to her happiness.  

Although she had been in the hospital since Christmas Eve, the fact that she is gone now is a shock to me.  She was the last of my grandparents to pass away.  Now, in a way, I feel like an orphan … even though both of my parents are alive and well.

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Bikram Yoga

January 12 2013

One of my Chanukah presents from David was two yoga sessions at the yoga studios that are right around the corner from us, Schoolhouse Yoga and Bikram Yoga Squirrel Hill.

On Tuesday, I went to a Chakra Flow class at Schoolhouse Yoga.  This Yoga class focused on the immune system and the digestive system, in order to prevent us from getting sick during flu season.  Just that morning, I had a slight feeling that something was coming on, so this was perfect.  This was a very good yoga class, and the type of class that I am used to, and prefer.  I will definitely be back there to test out their other instructors.

Schoolhouse Yoga had no special offers for newbies.  On the other hand, when I walked into the Bikram Yoga studio, I was offered 10 days of yoga for $20.  How could I pass that up if the first day was $16 alone?  So, on Wednesday evening at 8pm, I began my 10 days of Bikram Yoga.  Bikram Yoga follows a sequences of poses, each done twice.  The catch? The room is 105 degrees Fahrenheit (40.5 C).  It really is amazing how much further you can get into a pose the second time around.  So, on day 1, I managed to follow the whole class.  In between poses, when everyone else was in a restful state, I was using my hand towel to dry my hands and shake my arms and legs.  I realized that this class incorporates BOTH of my least favorite yoga poses: the half moon and the camel.  (don’t these poses just look uncomfortable?)

On the second day, I went at 9:30 a.m.  Since they suggested not eating within 2 hours of starting, I skipped breakfast that morning.  I believe that was a bad decision.  The class was pretty packed, which made it much more humid than the day before.  In addition, I really pushed myself on the first half of the class during the standing poses.  By the time we got to the floor poses, I was exhausted.  I could barely get into poses that I normally have no problem with.  When the instructor began the camel pose, I panicked.  I needed to get out of the room.  I was too hot, and beginning to see stars.  So, I got up and started walking out.  The instructor told me to lie down.  For the rest of the class, I tried lying down.  I tossed and turned, never feeling restful in any position that I got into (even the corpse pose).  Finally, there was only one exercise left: the final breathing exercise.  I decided I was really done.  I needed air.  So, I tried to get up again.  And, again, the instructor told me that if I did this breathing exercise, I would feel better.  I listened to her and survived the breathing exercise, then began the final relaxation.  Finally, I was restful.  The heat and humidifier were turned off and my body was slowly allowing me to just lie there.  After the class, everyone told me that they’ve had days like this too.  After the class, I wasn’t quite sure if Bikram yoga was for me, but I still have another 8 days on my introductory pass …

On the third day, I convinced David to come with me!  (How, I am not sure … he knew what it did to me the day before). David did awesome!  He had some difficulty understanding the poses, and for some of them, I saw looks of terror on his face.  At one point during this class, I was scalded by the instructor for trying to help Dave.  But, I made it through this class with no incident.  I think today (day 4) will be a rest day for me.

Anonymous Delivery

January 8 2013

I received this teapot with a tea infuser today from Moma Design. Inside, was a card: “Congratulations on achieving a milestone in your educational career! Can’t wait for the” I really like this present, in fact, I told Dave just the other day that I wanted one. But, who sent this to me?

Anonymous Delivery


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