More to come...!
Friday, April 25, 2008
An MBA
I am officially an MBA! WOO HOO! I graduated today. Walked across the stage, flipped my tassle to the other side, shook the dean's hand, threw my hat into the air (kind of), and took a bunch of pictures. :-) I am too exhausted to write more right now, but here is the only photo I currently have from today on my computer, thanks to a friend of mine who emailed it to me.
More to come...!
More to come...!
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
California House Dinner
As I have mentioned before, my favorite night of the week is house dinner night. (We actually just had our last one.) :-( About 3 weeks ago, it was Shannon's turn to cook. She wanted to use up all the lentils she had, so she made lentil soup and Eric made a Chilean drink called Pisco Sour, which is kind of like lemonade. We watched the movie Dazed and Confused since Eric had never seen it before and it is kind of an American classic for our generation. Our friend Elaine joined us (the blond one) and we had a ton of fun, as usual. :-)
This is one of my favorite photos, of me and Mike.
Me and Eric.
And me and Shannon!
This is one of my favorite photos, of me and Mike.
Me and Eric.
And me and Shannon!
Anniversary
Just catching up on posts now that my exams are over...
John and I celebrated our one-year anniversary of dating last month, on March 30. I was supposed to have been in Maryland that weekend, but as you might remember, I was sick and had to cancel my trip. So, since we hadn't anticipated being able to do anything and since I was under the weather, we decided to stay in and cook dinner instead of going out. When I was home for winter break, I went to a business lunch at Ted's Montana Grill and had my first buffalo burger. It was love at first taste. I have been wanting one ever since, but they are hard to come by. Lucky for me, Whole Foods is so awesome that they actually carry buffalo meat that you can grill (and it's not that much more expensive than regular beef!). We planned a menu of buffalo burgers, potatoes, asparagus, and dessert (soy ice cream for me).
Maybe other people know this (perhaps you culinary experts out there), but I did not realize that frying potatoes in oil causes them to make this noise that is kind of between screaming and birds chirping. It really reminded me of the baby mandrakes from Harry Potter that always screamed in their horticulture classes. Since it was my job to make the potatoes, I was fascinated by this and thus, took a video so you can all enjoy it as well. :-)
This is me enjoying the delicious buffalo burger that John so nicely cooked on the grill outside in freezing temps.
John also bought me these really cool flowers. I liked the fact that they weren't your typical flowers.
The stems were kind of crazy bendy...
John and I celebrated our one-year anniversary of dating last month, on March 30. I was supposed to have been in Maryland that weekend, but as you might remember, I was sick and had to cancel my trip. So, since we hadn't anticipated being able to do anything and since I was under the weather, we decided to stay in and cook dinner instead of going out. When I was home for winter break, I went to a business lunch at Ted's Montana Grill and had my first buffalo burger. It was love at first taste. I have been wanting one ever since, but they are hard to come by. Lucky for me, Whole Foods is so awesome that they actually carry buffalo meat that you can grill (and it's not that much more expensive than regular beef!). We planned a menu of buffalo burgers, potatoes, asparagus, and dessert (soy ice cream for me).
Maybe other people know this (perhaps you culinary experts out there), but I did not realize that frying potatoes in oil causes them to make this noise that is kind of between screaming and birds chirping. It really reminded me of the baby mandrakes from Harry Potter that always screamed in their horticulture classes. Since it was my job to make the potatoes, I was fascinated by this and thus, took a video so you can all enjoy it as well. :-)
This is me enjoying the delicious buffalo burger that John so nicely cooked on the grill outside in freezing temps.
John also bought me these really cool flowers. I liked the fact that they weren't your typical flowers.
The stems were kind of crazy bendy...
Friday, April 11, 2008
Hair Cut
Over the past two years, I have enjoyed letting my hair grow long. But lately I have gotten a bit sick of it, and it was just getting in the way, always getting caught under things. Plus, spring is coming and I felt like a change. So, I got my hair cut yesterday. I think it's cute, a little shorter than I imagined, and I'm a little afraid to see what it will look like when I style it instead of the hair dresser!
Here are the before and after shots:
She took off about 4 inches all around, but she "undercut" the back of my hair, which means I basically have tiny short hairs underneath the longer hair on the back of my head and there she took off about 9 inches! Let me know what you think!
Here are the before and after shots:
She took off about 4 inches all around, but she "undercut" the back of my hair, which means I basically have tiny short hairs underneath the longer hair on the back of my head and there she took off about 9 inches! Let me know what you think!
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Goodnight Gracie
Over the past few weeks, I have been hearing about this great cover band that plays classic rock and blues music every Wed and Thurs at this club in Ann Arbor called "Goodnight Gracie". Last Thursday I was able to go check them out. I went with my roommate Shannon, our friend Chris who goes to watch them every time they play, and a few other friends showed up later on that night.
Gracie's (as we call it) was a cute little bar, very small, in the basement of a popular b-school spot called Live at PJs. Incidentally, they make great martinis! :-) The band consists of three guys, and I don't know their name (if they have one), but the lead singer is Laith. They are awesome. When you first see Laith, he is not the best looking man in the world. As Chris said, he looks like he could be the librarian that works in the stacks. But inevitably, as I find happens with almost any guy, as he started to sing he magically got better looking! (Ladies, are you with me on this?) He often went off on great guitar solos and Shannon told me that one other night the drummer had some 7 minute incredible solo. They started off the night with some Jimi Hendrix, and later on played Rolling Stones' "Beast of Burden" and some Buddy Holly at our request.
So yeah, the band was great. But I think the best part of the evening was seeing the townies dance. It was a pretty heavy townie feel, which is quite unusual in Ann Arbor. There was this group of about 6 middle aged townies who were busting a move on the dance floor. It was hilarious. And please don't misunderstand me -- I'm not knocking middle aged people's dancing skills. These particular people were just characters and had hilarious dance moves (and hopefully you'll understand once I describe them).
First, we got intrigued by a soap opera-esque story unfolding on the dance floor. A man and a woman who looked very normal and probably in their late 40's got onto the dance floor together. We all assumed they were together since they looked like husband and wife. He was a pretty good dancer, but her only dance move was to hold her arms up in the air, half bent, and move them up and down. Plus, the kicker was that she was wearing a fanny pack. Yes, a fanny pack. Anyway, then a younger woman (probably early 40's) got onto the dance floor. She looked like she should be in a county-western bar...in the 1980's. Bleached blond permed hair, tight lowcut tanktop, and tight jeans. Anyway, she was a much better dancer than the other lady and started moving in on the guy. We were pretty shocked when the man started dancing with this "other woman" instead of his "wife"! I felt especially bad for her since I figured she had been dragged onto the dance floor for him since she obviously wasn't a great dancer. Anyway, we were enjoying trying to figure this out and feeling indignation on the part of this poor woman, but we discovered that they weren't together after all. We never figured out their exact relationship, but it was clear that they were not married.
Flash forward to later on that night...Fanny pack lady (who looks like she just wandered out of suburbia with a polo shirt, ankle-length khakis, and white keds) was doing her one dance move (at the same pace no matter how fast the song was) with a new dance partner...a tall hispanic man with corkscrew curly hair about chin length, gold earring, tight jeans, huge silver belt buckle, and cowboy boots, and a great smile plastered on his face. He was salsa-ing like there was no tomorrow, bending down to touch the floor, and hopping back up, kicking his leg out. The two of them made such an unlikely dance pairing - it was hilarious. At least he got her to loosen up a bit - she actually bent her knees at one point.
Then you had 1980's woman dancing with a new man...short spiky gray hair, football t-shirt tucked into tight jeans, and a silver chain hanging around his neck. He was also having the time of his life. First thrusting his hips forward into the air, then trying to imitate Mr. Salsa and doing his own salsa version.
Finally, there was this younger guy (probably early 30's) dancing by himself, cavorting around in some very random dance moves.
Like I said, hilarious! We all sat there for a lot of the night, watching these people dance and having fun.
Here is a clip of the band from a different night (got it from my friend Chris):
Gracie's (as we call it) was a cute little bar, very small, in the basement of a popular b-school spot called Live at PJs. Incidentally, they make great martinis! :-) The band consists of three guys, and I don't know their name (if they have one), but the lead singer is Laith. They are awesome. When you first see Laith, he is not the best looking man in the world. As Chris said, he looks like he could be the librarian that works in the stacks. But inevitably, as I find happens with almost any guy, as he started to sing he magically got better looking! (Ladies, are you with me on this?) He often went off on great guitar solos and Shannon told me that one other night the drummer had some 7 minute incredible solo. They started off the night with some Jimi Hendrix, and later on played Rolling Stones' "Beast of Burden" and some Buddy Holly at our request.
So yeah, the band was great. But I think the best part of the evening was seeing the townies dance. It was a pretty heavy townie feel, which is quite unusual in Ann Arbor. There was this group of about 6 middle aged townies who were busting a move on the dance floor. It was hilarious. And please don't misunderstand me -- I'm not knocking middle aged people's dancing skills. These particular people were just characters and had hilarious dance moves (and hopefully you'll understand once I describe them).
First, we got intrigued by a soap opera-esque story unfolding on the dance floor. A man and a woman who looked very normal and probably in their late 40's got onto the dance floor together. We all assumed they were together since they looked like husband and wife. He was a pretty good dancer, but her only dance move was to hold her arms up in the air, half bent, and move them up and down. Plus, the kicker was that she was wearing a fanny pack. Yes, a fanny pack. Anyway, then a younger woman (probably early 40's) got onto the dance floor. She looked like she should be in a county-western bar...in the 1980's. Bleached blond permed hair, tight lowcut tanktop, and tight jeans. Anyway, she was a much better dancer than the other lady and started moving in on the guy. We were pretty shocked when the man started dancing with this "other woman" instead of his "wife"! I felt especially bad for her since I figured she had been dragged onto the dance floor for him since she obviously wasn't a great dancer. Anyway, we were enjoying trying to figure this out and feeling indignation on the part of this poor woman, but we discovered that they weren't together after all. We never figured out their exact relationship, but it was clear that they were not married.
Flash forward to later on that night...Fanny pack lady (who looks like she just wandered out of suburbia with a polo shirt, ankle-length khakis, and white keds) was doing her one dance move (at the same pace no matter how fast the song was) with a new dance partner...a tall hispanic man with corkscrew curly hair about chin length, gold earring, tight jeans, huge silver belt buckle, and cowboy boots, and a great smile plastered on his face. He was salsa-ing like there was no tomorrow, bending down to touch the floor, and hopping back up, kicking his leg out. The two of them made such an unlikely dance pairing - it was hilarious. At least he got her to loosen up a bit - she actually bent her knees at one point.
Then you had 1980's woman dancing with a new man...short spiky gray hair, football t-shirt tucked into tight jeans, and a silver chain hanging around his neck. He was also having the time of his life. First thrusting his hips forward into the air, then trying to imitate Mr. Salsa and doing his own salsa version.
Finally, there was this younger guy (probably early 30's) dancing by himself, cavorting around in some very random dance moves.
Like I said, hilarious! We all sat there for a lot of the night, watching these people dance and having fun.
Here is a clip of the band from a different night (got it from my friend Chris):
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Lactose Intolerant? Check.
Many times have I wondered, "Am I really lactose intolerant, or is it just other stuff that makes me feel ill?" Well, that question was answered pretty definitively tonight. We had another roommate dinner, this time a traditional Chilean dish since my roommate Eric is from Chile. Despite my telling him yesterday that I can't have anything with milk, cream, or cheese, he forgot and made part of the dish with a bunch of milk. Luckily we could leave that part off, so I was able to have the dish sans lactose. But I thought I could try some with the milky corn substance, too, since it would have been such a small bit of milk. I had one bite and decided it was too milky. Well, about 2 hours later I was VERY ill and regretting the day my stomach came into existence. I have had no other food that would have made me sick in the past few days, which is usually a problem in deciphering what causes my stomach to be upset. So I can only conclude that it was the little itty bit of milk I consumed. So never let there be any doubt that I am indeed lactose intolerant and no, it is not worth the stomach ache to eat dairy.
Feeling fine now, by the way. :-)
Feeling fine now, by the way. :-)
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