Last week: Chad's father came and ripped up the ugly green linoleum in our entryway, revealing most of the perfectly decent hardwood floor beneath. A little work with a Dremel tool to get the last of the plywood up (a big piece that extends back under the living room carpet), some refinishing, and the floor will look great in addition to being low enough (without linoleum and plywood adding to the thickness) that we can have a rug on it that doesn't get in the door's way.
Also last week, I caught up with my old roommate from London in a long, long phone conversation; Chad and I caught up with prince_eric over lunch; and I went to a high school friend's wedding, which was excellent and let me (you guessed it) catch up with some friends there too. Oh, and we semi-watched Battlestar Galactica along the way.
This week, I got a shiny, shiny new LCD monitor at work—I can see what I'm doing now! With extra space on my desk, too! It was a lovely surprise, especially since I'd been sick the day and night before and was very close to not coming in at all that day.
Unfortunately I also got a bunch of work dropped on me that day (and the rest of the week), and have resumed bringing work home, boo hiss. Oh well, the respite was nice.
Tuesday night we had Chad's research students and associated other students over for an end-of-summer dinner. The handy thing about having these outside is that I don't have to kick them all out, the dark does it for me, and earlier than usual too. (I think they had a pool going on when I was going to make them all leave.)
This weekend, we went to see March of the Penguins. The voiceover was slightly cutesy at points, and I would have liked more facts (how many penguins go to the breeding grounds? how many successfully breed in a season? do they have a set pattern for rotating into and out of the center of the big huddle-for-warmth, so that they don't jostle too much? Yes, I'm a geek.) But the information given was fascinating, and besides, OMG PENGUINS!!—err, I mean, there was lots of extreme cuteness (penguins flopping onto snow and then scooting along on their bellies, teeny fuzzy baby penguins peeking out from under their parents' bellies, penguins flapping their wings hard—"hey, these are wings, aren't we supposed to be able to fly?"). This icon is not from the movie, but it is representative of the cuteness levels. I can't wait for the DVD, because the making-of is going to be at least as interesting.
In other media news, this week I discovered the joys of radio plays, either through torrents (have listened to the Ian Carmichael Whose Body?; Clouds of Witness is waiting on the iPod) or recorded off the BBC's web site (have listened to part of a Hercule Poirot mystery, Death on the Nile; lined up are Swallows and Amazons, and what I think might be Kathleen Turner doing V.I. Warshawski in Killing Orders). It was good timing, too, as my inventory of audiobooks was starting to look a bit low.
Today Chad reorganized our hardcover, to-be-read, and duplicate bookshelves. We divided the duplicates into "get rid of any way but the trash" and "possibly hard to find, send to good homes"; I may be posting a list later, I'm not entirely sure how we're going about finding those good homes. And I think this isn't turning into a migraine after all and the dog is growling in her sleep, so it's probably a good time to go to bed.