recommended 2

recently finished this, and have already raved about it to some of you. but, then thought to myself, why not rave some more?
the topic itself is probably more for those amongst you of the female persuasion, but it is also beatiful prose, and there are some nice references to history of nova scotia.
available widely in bookstores and libraries across canada.

k.

house of plenty

i've promised you a thanksgiving edition post, but now i'm too full of carbs to think straight. my roomates, you see, made full thanksgiving dinner. i, um...made flower arrangements for the table and wore a pretty dress, and...er, my kitchen is too small to cook, yea, that's the one i was looking for!
wish i had red wine, though, to help me digest all that...*sigh*

instead, kitten and i are now going to curl up and wait for our bellies to flaten on their own.

hope you've all had a productive day, 'cause i sure didn't.
and that's something a girl can be thankful for.

k.

in preparation for thanksgiving...

Strange is our situation here on Earth. Each of us comes for a short visit, not knowing why, yet sometimes seeming to divine a purpose. From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know: that man is here for the sake of other men – above all for those upon whose smiles and well-being our own happiness depends.
-- Albert Einstein –


stay tuned for the thanksgiving day edition,
yours,
k.

sunday walk to a coffee joint

week two

of consulting is just a memory and i don't even know how it happened. it's like being in limbo, waiting for the next life to come and claim you. for now, i must go and look at two chapters simultaneously.


k.

shanah tovah vemetukah!

happy new year, everyone! here's hoping it'll be a good one, peaceful yet exciting, full of romance, academic and professional successes and financial abundance.
and a very, very, very sweet year;-)

holiday hugs to all
from your

k.

k. in the wild

wow. shovel shaving is WEIRD. i'm becoming so fast with the spade i might just have to start double fisting, sh.sh.-ing with the left and producing notes with the right;-P
also, learning about plains archaeology hands-on is something that should be experienced mandatory style by every new resident of this province.
like working 10 hr days. i sleep like an infant afterwards;-D
and, i can't believe i'm admitting to this, but i'm starting to understand the obsession with the square trowel...don't get to hasty with the triumphal looks yet though. my loyalty to my 7 yr old, triangular marshaltown remains firm. but i can see the allure of the other team.

all in all, a good week. but i had no idea human body also included muscles in armpits...how do you stretch those?!

k.

p.s. hot chocolate saves lives

consulting archaeology virgin no more

that's right, my wee 'bit' monkies, i am off to get lost in the boreal forest, right here
i will be back on friday afternoon/evening.
if i can fit everything in my backpack that is...*k. pauses to jump up and down on a hill of rain gear, archy equipment and chocolate*
stay tuned for the report next weekend.

k.

ps. apparently this place is also the current diamond mining capital of the world. who knew. more about that some other time

luck in a pot

last night margaret k., historical archaeologist and prof, hosted the annual department potluck at her lovely home. food was tasty, fire warm, people chatty.
good times.
afterwards heather took the more restless among us to a pubcrawl at the pat, dolly denise came along, of course, where we danced the night away.

k.
ps. more in flickr, as always

the weather is abysmal

so my thoughts stray to such delights of my girly heart as...yes, frocks.
i've found some photos of the store fronts of my favourite israeli designer, naama bezalel, and here they are for you to take a peek. the themes of the designs come from the 1940s, 50s and 60s, and the dresses are usually the best part of the current collection.
i've only been to the smaller one (above), located on sheinkin street, in the hippest and most chic part of tel aviv. the bigger one is on dizengoff st, and i'll be setting up a special fund soon, so as to squirrel-up some $ for the next time i return to that fabulous place! let's hope our brave canadian loonie keeps its high position on the currency market, eh?

happy weekend, everyone!

k.

seen & heard 4

in cara's a**h!!2 class this morning.

laptop girl: diligently typing in cara's every word
jock boy: grinning flirtaciously,"that's a good way of taking notes. does it help remembering too?"
lg: "no, it's about the same", goes on typing

moral: don't flirt with me when i'm learning about absolute dating techniques, dumbnut.


cara's a good lecturer, though today she was worried about the amount of material she had to unload on her wee students in just one short hour. personally, i think she did rather well. she's got excellent interactive skills, uses humour generously, and encourages the youngsters to ask questions and think critically. her class is on the large side but students take participation and ask questions and answer verbal pop quizes like little angels. i wonder if it's not simply because their prof is so approachable and friendly;-) though of course there is a chance they are interested in archaeology too. (incidentally, no striking eye candy, but lots of interesting faces).


on the home front, k. reports that there have been some developments in the south corner of her living room. see below.

(s.m. on loan from shane w.)

k.

look what i found

i vant, i vant.

k.

cartoon du jour 2

consider yourself warned.

k.

k. gets around

a rather full saturday, what with kristen leaving for the uk, and holding court at calories, and kim's house warming, which turned into a till-dawn affair, your correspondent was getting a whole lot of use out of her party clothes...

k.

ps. more picks in flickr

mrs. dolly enters stage left

this is mrs. dolly.
here she can be seen, still in her traveling disguise
and here you can see that she's having trouble adjusting to her new life on the prairies.

oh, the strange inhabitants! so overly and bizzarely friendly!
"i want to return to my snooty ontario haven!", laments mrs. d.
"miss gibson, miss gibson, do take me back. do!"

ah, literature

a practical tool in the fight for freedom...

cartoon du jour

from New Yorker magazine i do feel that way sometimes...

k.

my posse's back!

2 members of my personal posse are back from alberta so of course we had to have a celebratory 'deconstructing-&-disrupting*' session at alex's...

check out nisse's new boob shot;-P. (hey, she asked for it)

cara posing with a painting of k. as an old woman on her estate
the special request cherry sinking in k.'s hot chocolate, with a shot of bailey's on a side

k., the queen of codependency goodness



*deconstructing (of ourselves and of everyone and their dog), disrupting (of whatever important work we were doing, like thesis writing, and of our bloodstreams with alcohol)

portrait by the court cartoonist

seen it!

if you liked 'spellbound' skip to the theatre right now.
ah, nerds have all the fun.