Tired, wired, and fired - up, that is

Busy weekend here at the little yellow house on Green Street. Realized yet again that I find shopping utterly exhausting; fortunately, G. joined me on my trip to the famed Tuscola Outlet Mall (a.k.a. the Middle-Aged, Midwestern Woman Fun Place, judging from the demographics). G. is the only person I know who hates shopping as much as I do, so the hard work of shopping was as easy as it could be. Combine Saturday's shopping workout with Sunday morning's long run with Sara, the longest I've done in quite a while, and that equals tired.

As for wired, well, yesterday I set up a wireless network in the little yellow house -- all on my own. Me! Not only that but it worked correctly *the first time*. I know I'm two years behind everybody else and their mother with this, but still. Did I mention I did it all by myself? Damn.

Finally, who couldn't be fired up right now? Political rhetoric is as lively and interesting as it ever gets, PBS has just launched a four-month-long Jane Austen Costume Drama Orgy, and this week we start a new semester where I get to teach not one, but two of my favorite topics: Gender and Rhetoric, and Visual Politics.

Yee haw.

Comments

[Sara]

Why, imagine that, setting up your wireless network ALL BY YOUR OWNSELF? Pretty good for a little lady! (hehe)

Actually Sunday's run felt invigorating, although I did feel the need for a nap later in the afternoon.

[mindy]

stopping in as a mutual hater of shopping. i'd almost rather go to the dentist.

[Scott Springman]

Hey Cara, you are not so far behind in your wireless network as I just set one up for us about a month ago. It seems as though we are on the same page. :-)

[Scott Springman]

Hey Cara, you are not so far behind in your wireless network as I just set one up for us about a month ago. It seems as though we are on the same page. :-)

[Scott Springman]

Sorry for the double post...computer glitch on our wireless network.