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Month: October 2007

Costume Construction

Costume Construction

Simon has been begging us since we went to Alaska to please let him dress up as a porcupette for Halloween. Oh, sorry my mistake. We’ve been begging Simon to please let us dress him up as a porcupette for Halloween since we went to Alaska. But, you say, Simon wasn’t even born when you went to Alaska. True. The child was not even a twinkle in our eyes when we started planning this Halloween costume. That is how excited we have been about it.Unfortunately, despite all our grand plans, it was the costume that almost wasn’t. I started to stress about school a week or so ago and was convinced that I would have no time to put into a porcupette costume, but then half way through last week I decided I wouldn’t be a good mother if I didn’t dress Simon up for his first Halloween. So I went to a thrift store and got a pre-made puppy costume. Neither Micah nor I think pre-made costumes are anything to get excited about, so Micah put on his thinking cap and figured out how we could turn the puppy into a porcupette. He cut out, sewed, and stuffed the quills, took off the puppy ears and tail, and then we stayed up until 5:00 Saturday morning sewing the quills onto the costume. We felt so parental.It had to be done by Saturday because we were crashing the Park Slope Ward’s chili and pie cook-off that night. All the kids wear their costumes to the event. We made an awesome apple pie, but we were an hour late for the party and missed the judging, so we’ll never know if we could have won. And although they didn’t have a costume contest, we heard from several people (and most of them were not even our friends) that Simon’s costume would have won, hands down.

Sunday Blogger

Sunday Blogger

So, I hope I am not airing my dirty laundry when I say this, but I am definitely a Sunday blogger. I try to keep up with all of the blogs in our growing link list during the week, but it seems that I never really have time to sit down and enjoy them until Sunday. I think blogs are a great way for people who are bad at letter writing, email writing, phone calling, etc. to keep up with friends and family and I think that that is an appropriate Sabbath activity even if it does involve technology and electricity.

And in an effort to make blogging easier and more fun (and more spiritual?) I have figured out a couple of things today.

1. We now have an RSS feed. We have gotten a couple of requests for this, but I haven’t been able to figure it out until now. Actually, the problem is not entirely figured out, but I did make a work around. So, for all of you feed readers out there I made a link on the very bottom of our left hand column. Just click on the “the Green Wallet” link under RSS Feed and it should bring up our feed. If you use Google Reader or something similar it should automatically ask you to add it. If not, you may need to copy and paste the URL into your application of choice. Let me know if you have any problems.

2. Google has added a new cool little function to Blogger. Whenever you make a comment on a Blogger blog it gives you the option of checking a box that says, “Email follow-up comments to _______”. If you check this and enter your email address then it will send you an email any time somebody else has added a comment to that post. This is really cool because it helps make the comments more like a conversation rather than random statements. You can even click on a link on the email and it will take you straight to the comments area of the post so that you can comment on the comment that was just made. You won’t get any spam from it, it is post specific and you can unsubscribe form that post any time you want. Pretty cool.

Anyway, I hope you find this useful. Thanks for visiting our blog. Thanks for having great blogs to visit. And thanks for not judging me.

See you next Sunday.

The Fun Never Stops

The Fun Never Stops

Originally we thought the most exciting thing about today would be that Simon finally fits into his white shirt (size 12-months) and awesome soccer tie. As you can see, the boy is dashing when he dresses up. Several of the women at church swooned when they saw him.
But then we got home from church to find the paint on the ceiling of our kitchen bubbling and a huge puddle of water on the floor. We’re still not sure what the problem is, but the dripping stopped and we got things cleaned up pretty well. Hopefully the ceiling doesn’t fall in like it did in the hallway a few months ago. That would be tragic.

I can’t believe I’m married to a 29-year-old.

I can’t believe I’m married to a 29-year-old.

That’s right, folks. Micah turned 29 today. We started the festivities on Friday night by doing a little winter clothes shopping (our supply of warm clothes seems to have dwindled to next to nothing over the past few years) and going out to dinner at Say Cheese! a grilled-cheese sandwich place we ate at when we visited here two years ago. Delicious. And also a little bit greasier than we are used to.

Because I am a wonderful wife, I got Micah the gift he was thinking about getting for himself because my original gift was not really useful or necessary, nor would it help get rid of the lumber yard in our already-too-narrow hallway. I sent it back and got the power tools he found for a super good price. Unfortunately they won’t be arriving for another week or two, but at least the shipping was free.For those of you who are cool, you already know that this week was National Design Week, but if you are like me, you had to have your super cool husband tell you. Because it is NDW, the Cooper-Hewitt National Design Museum was free, so we went there today and admired the things people do with LEDs these days. We stopped at a fruit stand on the way back to the train station and got some raspberries to go with Micah’s angel food cake. The fruit man fell in love with Simon and gave him a free banana. Things like that always happen when Simon is around.
I meant to get some candles while we were out and about today, but I forgot, so Micah blew out our special never-been-used-before Glade air freshening candle and we ate the cake. Simon fell asleep before we got around to the singing and eating and I’m sure he’ll be made at us when he notices two pieces missing from it tomorrow morning.

I can't believe I'm married to a 29-year-old.

I can't believe I'm married to a 29-year-old.

That’s right, folks. Micah turned 29 today. We started the festivities on Friday night by doing a little winter clothes shopping (our supply of warm clothes seems to have dwindled to next to nothing over the past few years) and going out to dinner at Say Cheese! a grilled-cheese sandwich place we ate at when we visited here two years ago. Delicious. And also a little bit greasier than we are used to.

Because I am a wonderful wife, I got Micah the gift he was thinking about getting for himself because my original gift was not really useful or necessary, nor would it help get rid of the lumber yard in our already-too-narrow hallway. I sent it back and got the power tools he found for a super good price. Unfortunately they won’t be arriving for another week or two, but at least the shipping was free.For those of you who are cool, you already know that this week was National Design Week, but if you are like me, you had to have your super cool husband tell you. Because it is NDW, the Cooper-Hewitt National Design Museum was free, so we went there today and admired the things people do with LEDs these days. We stopped at a fruit stand on the way back to the train station and got some raspberries to go with Micah’s angel food cake. The fruit man fell in love with Simon and gave him a free banana. Things like that always happen when Simon is around.
I meant to get some candles while we were out and about today, but I forgot, so Micah blew out our special never-been-used-before Glade air freshening candle and we ate the cake. Simon fell asleep before we got around to the singing and eating and I’m sure he’ll be made at us when he notices two pieces missing from it tomorrow morning.

Random Acts of Kindness

Random Acts of Kindness

I know probably a lot of people have heard that New Yorkers are very nice people, much more compassionate than people expect from a place where it is easy to pretend you don’t see people who need help and to enjoy the anonymity that being one of 8 million allows. But I want to share two incidents that happened to us this week that illustrate the consideration that New Yorkers often show others, and why New York is kind of a magical place.

On Monday Simon and I went to pick up Micah after work. Work ends at 6:00 and my class is at 6:20 two miles south of his office. It is just one stop on the express train, but the train is really crowded at that time. Because of my poor planning, Simon was getting hungry about that time and his bottle was at home. The three of us barely squeezed onto the train and as soon as the doors closed, Simon started making it known that his belly was empty. Micah gave him his pinky to chew/suck on, but we were nervous about annoying this car full of tired people with our fussy baby. Then a man standing nearby saw our predicament and started singing. I don’t know what song it was, but it was slow like a lullabye and it kept Simon (and the rest of us) happy until our stop.

Then today I had to go out and run some errands. They were close enough that taking the train wasn’t necessary but far enough to be a good walk. Right when I got outside it started to sprinkle. We don’t own an umbrella yet, so I couldn’t have gone back to the apartment to get it and the rain got worse. I put Simon’s hood on him and kept walking. We finished the errands and headed home. Simon seemed to be enjoying the rain and the rain songs I was singing to him, but I was still worried about him being wet for too long. We just had one more block to walk when a lady with an umbrella saw us and decided it was more important for her to walk us the rest of the way home than it was to do whatever it was she was out in the rain doing. It was a little thing, but it certainly brightened my rainy day.

Transaction Complete

Transaction Complete

We’ve been married for almost three years but today is the day when hassles of changing my name finally end. At least that is the hope. I got a new social security card with my married name on it a few weeks after we got married, but I never did get around to getting a Hawaiian driver license with my married name, which meant that our checking account, my debit cards, airplane tickets, anything that required a picture ID of some sort, used my maiden name.

We managed to make it to the DMV a few weeks ago (amazing, I know–even more amazing was the series of unfortunate events that occurred at the DMV to make me over an hour late for my class that day), and my new license, complete with my married name, arrived a few days ago. All that was left to do was change my name on our checking account and order me a debit card (ask me how fun it has been to buy everything on credit and not be able to get cash to do the laundry). As of today, that is all taken care of. I’m relieved. I can finally fly as Elizabeth Heiselt.

To honor the occasion, I got some certified mail from our old bank. Inside were a few checks, made out to Elizabeth Heiselt, that apparently had not been processed because the name on the account was Elizabeth Blackhurst. We think the checks were processed because we certainly would have noticed if they weren’t, and we specifically checked our bank statements to be sure they had cleared our account because those who wrote the checks never had the money withdrawn from their accounts. Strange.

Oddly enough, when I went to pick up the mail from the post office the clerk couldn’t find the letter at first. Somehow the pick-up slip had my married name on it, even though the letter itself had my maiden name. Hopefully that will be the last time I have to say, “Well, it could be under my maiden name . . . .”


Also, today was Simon’s half birthday. We put him to bed and then had a bowl of ice cream to celebrate. Feel free to send him your congratulations on surviving this long with us as his parents. We’ll make sure he gets the message.
Simon wishes he could stay up late and eat ice cream. I think he’s still too young.
People have been asking

People have been asking

The question is: How do we like New York City? The answer is: That is a good question. One that neither of us have thought too much about, which I think is a good sign. I think if we hated it here we would know. But honestly, I don’t think we’ve had much time to think about it. We’re still settling in, trying to find our groove, swapping Simon outside of my class two minutes before it starts, figuring out which of the four grocery stores within three blocks of our house has the best deal on Breyer’s each week. That sort of thing.

But now that we’re thinking about it, we still like it. It feels comfortable. We don’t have to worry much about finding our way around because the train conductor does the driving. The climate is familiar (it finally feels like fall!). The only thing we aren’t really satisfied with (besides the relative safety of our neighborhood–we have people tell us we’re very brave nearly every time we tell them where we live) is that we haven’t really been able to enjoy living here. We haven’t been to any plays or concerts, we’ve only been to the temple here once, we don’t make it to the park as often as we’d like, and I definitely don’t get out running as much as I want to. We’re still flying by the seats of our pants (hence the blog posts that are written at 1:00 in the morning), and we’d like to be able to stop and look around before we leave, which is why we’re planning to stay for a while after I finish my degree–another sign that we must be enjoying it.

It took us over two months to buy some bedding for Simon’s crib. That’s how you know our life here is still a work in progress. But it doesn’t seem like Simon is holding any grudges. I think he likes it. And I think we like New York, too.

Christmas in October?

Christmas in October?

Do you ever have so much to blog about that you put it off until you have a big chunk of time, and then by the time you have a big chunk of time you forget what all those things were that you were going to blog about?

I know I do.
But anyway . . . Simon experienced his first Christmas on Thursday. Santa Claus came with a big box of toys she found on Craigslist for $10. The little munchkin promptly wore himself out trying to chase the balls that got out of reach. He tried really hard to get them by throwing himself forward in a grand crawling attempt, but he has more luck getting around by rolling, rolling, rolling. That’s right folks, he can now roll from back to tummy and tummy to back (so talented), but he can only roll to the right, which has put him in a tight corner on more than one occasion.While Simon was celebrating Christmas (or maybe we should call it The Great Toy Acquisition of 2007) we were wondering what happened to Fall. We were under the impression that we moved away from Hawaii, but it appears the heat and humidity have followed us, or else somebody forgot to tell the weatherman that it is October. I did notice some leaves on the ground when I was out for a run this morning, but otherwise it is autumn in name only. And to think we moved from one end of the country to the other just so we could feel that crisp cool air again. What a waste.
Since we are on the topic of Fall, allow me to show you the lovely ad Micah designed that ran in New York magazine last month. I never thought he’d be published in a major magazine before me, but that’s the breaks. Really it just makes me long for cool weather all the more.