<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:43:04.429-05:00</updated><category term='mediation'/><category term='cloth diapers'/><category term='pilgrimage'/><category term='manifesto'/><category term='motherhood'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='illness'/><category term='random bullets'/><category term='Catherine of Siena'/><category term='news'/><category term='books'/><category term='accountability'/><category term='doctors'/><category term='death'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='theology'/><category term='boys'/><category term='abortion'/><category term='human rights'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='projects'/><category term='american literature'/><category term='city living'/><category term='comprehensive exams'/><category term='war'/><category term='library'/><category term='trends'/><category term='home'/><category term='bike'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='academia'/><category term='summer'/><category term='job'/><category term='travel'/><category term='personality'/><category term='University Town'/><category term='memes'/><category term='weight gain'/><category term='third world'/><category term='grading'/><category term='girls'/><category term='kids rock'/><category term='baking'/><category term='storm'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='family'/><category term='PhD'/><category term='new testament'/><category term='united states'/><category term='tv'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='rhetoric'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='greed'/><category term='work'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='men and women'/><category term='balance'/><category term='quilting'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='reading'/><category term='the barracks'/><category term='Peter'/><category term='peace'/><category term='feminism'/><category term='rambles'/><category term='God'/><category term='success'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='rants'/><category term='maternity'/><category term='government'/><category term='language'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='david caruso'/><category term='faith'/><category term='mourning'/><category term='green products'/><category term='links'/><category term='gaming'/><category term='JPII'/><category term='rants and raves'/><category term='quotidian'/><category term='housing'/><category term='PEI'/><category term='baby'/><category term='argumentation'/><category term='music videos'/><category term='fourth-wave'/><category term='race'/><category term='attrition'/><category term='sneaks'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='love'/><category term='oddities'/><category term='Catholicism'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='modernism'/><category term='moving'/><category term='dissertation'/><category term='media'/><category term='babies'/><category term='photocopying'/><category term='nutrition'/><category term='organization'/><category term='NYC'/><category term='comics'/><category term='change'/><category term='birth'/><category term='online shopping'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='photos'/><category term='grad school'/><category term='raves'/><category term='retail therapy'/><category term='office politics'/><category term='sign language'/><category term='health concerns'/><category term='conferencing'/><category term='GKC'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='Catholicity'/><category term='apartment search'/><category term='Lent'/><category term='analysis'/><category term='clothing'/><category term='deadlines'/><category term='internet'/><category term='discernment'/><category term='Peanut'/><category term='genres'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='canada'/><category term='gross'/><category term='update'/><category term='papers'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='friends'/><category term='study skills'/><category term='tech'/><category term='nesting'/><category term='cravings'/><category term='stress'/><category term='election'/><category term='snow and ice'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='students'/><category term='politics'/><category term='only questions - no answers'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='class issues'/><category term='body'/><category term='bad analogies'/><category term='graduate school'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='music'/><category term='mass'/><category term='to do lists'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='meditations'/><category term='time'/><category term='life'/><category term='vitamins'/><category term='literature'/><category term='smiles'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='job search'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='breastfeeding'/><category term='serenity'/><category term='food'/><category term='nablopomo'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='job competitions'/><category term='gender'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='I swear I don&apos;t live like a pig'/><category term='film'/><category term='enfp'/><category term='writing'/><category term='health'/><category term='Faulkner'/><category term='medicine'/><category term='morality'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Dialogue</title><subtitle type='html'>A dialogue between Church, culture, academia, and everything else
important in life according to one Canadian woman.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>467</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3045635091224745623</id><published>2011-06-07T22:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T22:55:36.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Long time no update</title><summary type='text'>And that's because our house has been filled with a lot of this type of fun:and...this too...and our days have been busy going places like here:So I haven't been blogging.  Just getting used to being a mom of two and being home instead of the office. I have a post planned to talk about the wee one's birth at home... want it to be crafted well so I can send it to our birth instructor - but it is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3045635091224745623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3045635091224745623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3045635091224745623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3045635091224745623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/06/long-time-no-update.html' title='Long time no update'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2pWlWhYuXg/Te7heD0TaeI/AAAAAAAAAeU/pc8PuJegeow/s72-c/IMG00492-20110528-1903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1098531716810641666</id><published>2011-02-24T11:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:16:48.524-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>what is Wikipedia?</title><summary type='text'>I was reading over herea post called Old English Anachronism On the Wikipedia and in a couple of comments, in discussing the off/odd orthography used, posters were writing such things as"I think the use of yogh at Wikipedia (and various other sites, in fact)..""The anachronism at the Old English Wikipǽdia is inexcusable."Interesting to think of Wikipedia as a site, as in a location or locale in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1098531716810641666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1098531716810641666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1098531716810641666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1098531716810641666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-is-wikipedia.html' title='what is Wikipedia?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-318409419485669483</id><published>2011-02-23T11:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:05:29.212-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discernment'/><title type='text'>Finding God in this</title><summary type='text'>I met with students a couple of weeks ago. I made these meetings mandatory and I think I ended up meeting with most of my students. I really don't think I could have imagined learning as much as I did with these meetings. I learned a lot about highschool and university curricula. I like to learn, especially about teaching, even if it takes five days of back to back meetings. I feel like I'm a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/318409419485669483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=318409419485669483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/318409419485669483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/318409419485669483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/02/finding-god-in-this_23.html' title='Finding God in this'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3845680235396017670</id><published>2011-02-14T22:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:20:25.068-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissertation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conferencing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>Conferencing</title><summary type='text'>My proposal was accepted. But... they want me to be a part of a Discussion session of some sort. We present a 3-minute synopsis of our work, and then we (6 people) Discuss for an hour. I don't really know what this means exactly.  But I'll take it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3845680235396017670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3845680235396017670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3845680235396017670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3845680235396017670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/02/conferencing.html' title='Conferencing'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-6247652218915012335</id><published>2011-02-14T11:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T19:25:15.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accountability'/><title type='text'>Alright, Monday</title><summary type='text'>I'm drafting another post about...well, you'll see. But, for now I'm too busy to work on that. I am serving my students with a quiz on Frankenstein today and haven't prepped the test yet and I also have to grade one helluvalota essay outlines before 4. I've been in the office, but just gearing up to do this stuff. Here goes nothing.eta: got frankenstein test written.. just need to head over and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/6247652218915012335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=6247652218915012335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6247652218915012335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6247652218915012335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/02/alright-monday.html' title='Alright, Monday'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-2752379170551260906</id><published>2011-02-05T07:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T07:47:38.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advisor questions</title><summary type='text'>My advisor still hasn't gotten my proposal back to me with comments. Monday will be two weeks since I sent it. Wednesday will be two weeks since he acknowledged receiving it. When I meet with him, I always get good feedback and constructive advice. However, I feel like this is a long time to wait for 10 pages double spaced plus a bibliography.I sent him a proposal which is due today last night on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/2752379170551260906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=2752379170551260906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2752379170551260906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2752379170551260906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/02/advisor-questions.html' title='Advisor questions'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7116002319789030377</id><published>2011-02-04T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T17:28:17.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>trying out</title><summary type='text'>if you're testing out an idea from your dissertation at a conference, it makes sense to be up front about it while you're there. But does it make sense to refer to your dissertation outside the biographical blurb of a proposal?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7116002319789030377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7116002319789030377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7116002319789030377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7116002319789030377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/02/trying-out.html' title='trying out'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5001090059316033720</id><published>2011-02-04T17:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T17:06:01.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conferencing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduate school'/><title type='text'>why do I do this?</title><summary type='text'>Deadline for a conference, tomorrow. I had already told myself I wouldn't worry about it when I first saw the poster.I see it again today and decide since my possible external reader will be there, it might be a good idea to attend. I start writing it today after seeing a fellow grad student defend her dissertation and become a Doctor. I have 51 too many words, and the argument is spotty. It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5001090059316033720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5001090059316033720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5001090059316033720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5001090059316033720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-do-i-do-this.html' title='why do I do this?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-8969651596070796425</id><published>2011-01-28T13:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T14:02:46.010-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduate school'/><title type='text'>waiting is the hardest part</title><summary type='text'>I sent in the proposal on Monday morning. I bump into him on my way to teach at 4 asking if he received it, he shakes his head. Nope, nothing in the inbox. I say I'll resend after class. I do. Wednesday comes by, and I send it yet again, asking if the attachment worked the second time. He responds to a message that had been sent to his spam folder with my proposal. Spam filtering at our school is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/8969651596070796425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=8969651596070796425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8969651596070796425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8969651596070796425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/waiting-is-hardest-part.html' title='waiting is the hardest part'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1520579084324160423</id><published>2011-01-24T10:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T10:37:25.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll send it.. soon</title><summary type='text'>So, I finished my proposal and now I'm sitting here knitting my daughter a scarf. I have to send the draft to my advisor but I want to look it over once more before I do but I'm kind of afraid of what I'll find with my medium to fine toothed comb.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1520579084324160423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1520579084324160423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1520579084324160423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1520579084324160423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/ill-send-it-soon.html' title='I&apos;ll send it.. soon'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-6648461977118549734</id><published>2011-01-23T17:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T17:37:44.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissertation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Draft of Proposal</title><summary type='text'>Done.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/6648461977118549734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=6648461977118549734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6648461977118549734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6648461977118549734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/draft-of-proposal.html' title='Draft of Proposal'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7007598706830648486</id><published>2011-01-22T19:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:02:38.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissertation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>wall</title><summary type='text'>I've hit a wall. For the last half an hour or so (ok, if I'm honest an hour), I've been unable to come up with anything productive for the proposal. On one hand, maybe I'm done for now. On the other hand, it doesn't look like much of an outline for the dissertation yet and I really think I need to formulate it as such. Chapter by chapter outlines. Problem is, all my connections have gone from a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7007598706830648486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7007598706830648486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7007598706830648486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7007598706830648486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/wall.html' title='wall'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cXCEDC4WLL0/TTt-CmfojnI/AAAAAAAAAds/OciOHl-5-WM/s72-c/BrickWall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3892937345957325258</id><published>2011-01-22T15:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T15:38:03.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Why are things like this a big deal?</title><summary type='text'>Maybe I'm just lazy and disorganized, but I feel like sometimes things are a bigger deal for folks than they need to be. Got notice that some books came in for me. Walked to library from office. Got there, picked up and checked out books. Examined books over a half-decaf coffee and a snack. Wrote some notes, but decided I needed the bag full of them. Also, then realized I had a few I needed from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3892937345957325258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3892937345957325258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3892937345957325258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3892937345957325258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-are-things-like-this-big-deal.html' title='Why are things like this a big deal?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3590728442824810895</id><published>2011-01-22T13:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T13:27:34.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissertation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduate school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Always already</title><summary type='text'>So, here is a post about dissertation proposal stuff. I'm finding lots of great connections between one idea and another and another. But, really it's feeling like I'm starting the dissertation writing process. Not much like I'm starting my proposal. In fact, I feel like my proposal is somehow always already written before I sit to write and think.. um, shouldn't my advisor know this? Why can't I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3590728442824810895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3590728442824810895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3590728442824810895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3590728442824810895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/always-already.html' title='Always already'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4526002236086860097</id><published>2011-01-21T09:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T09:32:38.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>progress</title><summary type='text'>Worked most of the day yesterday. Have no official words, but made lots of substantiated connections, from recent, relevant linguists and theorists. Wind is howling today. Peanut is at daycare, doc's appointments and Husband is working soon. Hoping to get some things done soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4526002236086860097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4526002236086860097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4526002236086860097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4526002236086860097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/progress.html' title='progress'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7381156016921006088</id><published>2011-01-20T10:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:42:28.501-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>a little hope</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7381156016921006088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7381156016921006088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7381156016921006088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7381156016921006088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-hope.html' title='a little hope'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zvwQXwJyaj0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3345638045049565088</id><published>2011-01-19T17:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:32:35.479-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissertation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job competitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduate school'/><title type='text'>My advisor is cracking down on me</title><summary type='text'>So, today I popped in to see my advisor even though I have nothing (nothing more than a few pages) to give him. I told him I have a few pages, would he like to see them now or when I have something more coherent? He said sooner the better for this draft. I then tell him reason 2 for popping in: someone could easily call him since I put his name on a letter and CV for a job I'm applying for. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3345638045049565088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3345638045049565088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3345638045049565088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3345638045049565088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-advisor-is-cracking-down-on-me.html' title='My advisor is cracking down on me'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4697720605028238791</id><published>2011-01-17T13:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T13:42:14.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>construction</title><summary type='text'>As you can see, the blog is under construction. Might get to it this week. I seem to be on top of teaching things and feeling energetic. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4697720605028238791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4697720605028238791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4697720605028238791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4697720605028238791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/construction.html' title='construction'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5286653272631928395</id><published>2011-01-14T12:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T12:54:00.370-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissertation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloth diapers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>diapers....dissertation....diapers...</title><summary type='text'>I mostly used disposables with Peanut, but with new baby on the way, Husband and I have decided to cloth diaper pretty much exclusively. I searched the internet for a way to do it cheaply and easily and was going to go entirely with prefolds. In fact, I spent precious office dissertation time scouring the web for deals and best practices and testimonies. But then out of nowhere, a Mom Friend from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5286653272631928395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5286653272631928395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5286653272631928395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5286653272631928395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2011/01/diapersdissertationdiapers.html' title='diapers....dissertation....diapers...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-8279820581588979552</id><published>2010-12-07T13:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T14:27:10.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What. A. Semester.</title><summary type='text'>So, yesterday marked my last class of the semester. Now all I have is a pile of exams to correct, grades to tabulate, and bam. Done.We moved so I could teach this class. Shortly after the move, actually at a gas station while driving across the country, we found out we were expecting a honeymoon baby in early May. And shortly after this the throwing up and sleeping started. Which meant that my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/8279820581588979552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=8279820581588979552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8279820581588979552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8279820581588979552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-semester.html' title='What. A. Semester.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7231356000757973201</id><published>2010-10-18T11:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:08:47.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just putting it out there</title><summary type='text'>I don't understand this hooping craze.At first I thought they (who happen to always be in a sort of young, old things are new again, doula-loving crowd) were talking about quilting. Shortly after I realized that they (who turned out to be more of a roller-derby, dred-loving, power-to-women crowd) likely weren't into quilting as much as it was about social change. In fun ways. I think I love them.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7231356000757973201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7231356000757973201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7231356000757973201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7231356000757973201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-putting-it-out-there.html' title='just putting it out there'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5088486808146942281</id><published>2010-08-20T14:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T14:30:25.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting family once married</title><summary type='text'>I hope that I can get the organization of the course and the first few lectures done ASAP. Syllabus, I'm hoping to get it done tonight, actually. While driving to visit my family. My grandfather is not well. He's 89, and we just found out he has cancer. He's at peace about everything, and it's operable, but it was our deciding factor in going back. I've always been close to my grandparents on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5088486808146942281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5088486808146942281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5088486808146942281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5088486808146942281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/visiting-family-once-married.html' title='Visiting family once married'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-9052355088776891921</id><published>2010-08-20T14:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T14:23:29.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookstore</title><summary type='text'>So, I ordered my books really late.I know that the "deadlines" are flexible and all. But I mean, folks I'm talking like, 3 months late. Apparently, not too late. I was able to order the textbooks for the class - there are three. One main text book, and two anthology type things for readings. I have 27 students enrolled right now. I lost one. It was 28. [aside: I know I shouldn't care about this, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/9052355088776891921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=9052355088776891921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9052355088776891921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9052355088776891921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/bookstore.html' title='Bookstore'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1630233190518459140</id><published>2010-08-20T12:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:36:29.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Righteous</title><summary type='text'>The word righteous has a bad rap.Mostly, because of its association with the word self-righteous. That said, I think that really a person should strive to be a righteous person. Husband recently resigned from his position so that we could move for my position. His work partner, in tears on hearing the news, among other things, called him a "righteous man." I believe she's right. He is a righteous</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1630233190518459140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1630233190518459140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1630233190518459140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1630233190518459140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/righteous.html' title='Righteous'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3269441031053819774</id><published>2010-08-20T12:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:13:45.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>regarding the student in the other message</title><summary type='text'>I was nice. I try to be a hardass but I'm always nice in the end. SIGH.Working on my tough face for the fall.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3269441031053819774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3269441031053819774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3269441031053819774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3269441031053819774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/regarding-student-in-other-message.html' title='regarding the student in the other message'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4415877078807304413</id><published>2010-08-16T15:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:28:44.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sympathy or no?</title><summary type='text'>Group assignment. You pass in your individual component, and one of the team members passes in the group's project. The individual component is worth something like 15-20% toward your final grade.The group is worth 5% toward your grade. Got a group assignment. 4/5 members sent me their individuals. 1 did not, yet the student's name is on the group's project. I email student to question this, did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4415877078807304413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4415877078807304413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4415877078807304413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4415877078807304413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/sympathy-or-no.html' title='sympathy or no?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-9114797024283614883</id><published>2010-08-16T12:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T13:24:12.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>waxing and waning</title><summary type='text'>I don't remember when summer started this year, but I can see now where it's ending. We decided today that we're moving one week from tomorrow. It makes me want to go to the beach with my family as much as possible. It makes me want to set up a tent at a campground until we absolutely have to leave the province. So many years I worked in air conditioned offices begging for the natural light of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/9114797024283614883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=9114797024283614883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9114797024283614883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9114797024283614883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/waxing-and-waning.html' title='waxing and waning'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cXCEDC4WLL0/TGlsIYX_gOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/tltMhfuNVGY/s72-c/Digging+in+the+sand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4812134172544740540</id><published>2010-08-12T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T13:33:35.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>grading</title><summary type='text'>I miss my family</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4812134172544740540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4812134172544740540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4812134172544740540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4812134172544740540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/grading.html' title='grading'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-131103758260419708</id><published>2010-08-12T10:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T10:49:41.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>boring blog, I know</title><summary type='text'>I feel the need to blog a little better. I just don't know when that will happen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/131103758260419708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=131103758260419708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/131103758260419708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/131103758260419708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/boring-blog-i-know.html' title='boring blog, I know'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-9177186720908084817</id><published>2010-08-11T21:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:38:43.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>end of term.. beginning of term</title><summary type='text'>grade remaining 30% of assignmentsresubmit for the 3rd time, the rubrics for previous assignment because the system suckssubmit grades for last assignment, individually for each student along with rubrics so as not to eff it upsubmit final grades to registrarorder textbook make syllabussubmit syllabusapply for financial aidgo to friend's weddingspend fortune on trip to find housing and come back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/9177186720908084817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=9177186720908084817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9177186720908084817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9177186720908084817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/end-of-term-beginning-of-term.html' title='end of term.. beginning of term'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4456869230524339516</id><published>2010-08-11T15:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:28:45.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Jerk</title><summary type='text'>poof</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4456869230524339516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4456869230524339516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4456869230524339516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4456869230524339516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-jerk.html' title='Dear Jerk'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-9198804040834699284</id><published>2010-08-09T14:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T14:33:32.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs.</title><summary type='text'>Got married.Had lovely brunch to celebrate.Honemooned.Came back to a sick baby, who's recovering nicely.Panicked about course syllabus not being done. And not having last assignment and exams graded.Emptied course inbox.Resubmitted some graded assignments.Got sitter for grading marathon tomorrow for final assignment for course.Exams taken care of by course instructor as a wedding gift.more still.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/9198804040834699284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=9198804040834699284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9198804040834699284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9198804040834699284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/08/mrs.html' title='Mrs.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-6743347380812099129</id><published>2010-07-26T01:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T01:14:44.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days</title><summary type='text'>These last few have been some of the most dynamic of my life.  I can only see that increasing over the next few days.Marriage license tomorrow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/6743347380812099129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=6743347380812099129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6743347380812099129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6743347380812099129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-days.html' title='3 days'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3720230195362538951</id><published>2010-07-20T14:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:20:40.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>novena for marriage</title><summary type='text'>I'm looking for a good novena to pray in the 9 days leading up to the wedding... suggestions?St. AnneSt. Joseph and St. JosephOur Mother of Perpetual HelpSt. Gianna</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3720230195362538951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3720230195362538951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3720230195362538951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3720230195362538951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/07/novena-for-marriage.html' title='novena for marriage'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4762060669420382239</id><published>2010-07-06T12:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T13:17:49.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weddings, time, eternity</title><summary type='text'>My days are filled with too many details scattered over the course of the day. The wedding preparation is chaotic, and really only because of my personal hang-ups: I want a photographer. I want a pretty cake. I want pretty flowers. I wanted the bridesmaids to match. I wanted them to wear blue.Sure, they seem like small favours - basic, but when you're a young family starting out with a mortgage </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4762060669420382239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4762060669420382239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4762060669420382239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4762060669420382239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/07/weddings-time-eternity.html' title='weddings, time, eternity'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4753436594369924182</id><published>2010-07-02T13:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T13:29:11.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>good gracious</title><summary type='text'>I'm back on facebook after a long hiatus. I can't wait to be gone again. I feel so yucky being back. All of a sudden there's this enormous time suck. Just resetting my privacy settings and getting rid of application crap and also doing a little bit of a friend purge, too. Setting up some profile blocks.Oy. It's hard work!And, I haven't even begun the wedding stuff I went on there to do. Getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4753436594369924182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4753436594369924182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4753436594369924182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4753436594369924182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-gracious.html' title='good gracious'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1569379919415454553</id><published>2010-06-17T20:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T13:30:02.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Send in bursary application for this semesterGet caught up in the course I'm currently teaching Marking meetingPlan and execute baby showerPartially move across the country so that I canApply for child care subsidy in a new provinceApply for child care bursaryMeet to convince child care subsidy folks that my job is a real jobFind other means to finance child careUnpack the rest of my thingsPlan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1569379919415454553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1569379919415454553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1569379919415454553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1569379919415454553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/06/send-in-bursary-application-for-this_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1867991402669856421</id><published>2010-06-16T21:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:01:00.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting poems by interesting poets</title><summary type='text'>I don't need legs anymore,Let them turn into a fish's tail!I'm swimming and the coolness is delightful,The far-off bridge grows dimly white.I don't need a submissive soul,Let it turn into smoke, a wisp of smokeOf tender, light blueFlying over the blackened quay.See how deeply I dive,Clutching seaweed in my hands,No one's words will I repeatAnd on one's longing will capture me...But you, my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1867991402669856421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1867991402669856421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1867991402669856421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1867991402669856421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/06/interesting-poem-by-interesting-poet.html' title='interesting poems by interesting poets'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5645486200044697854</id><published>2010-06-14T14:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:22:46.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel I'm exaggerating when I say</title><summary type='text'>Finding quality, affordable, suitable daycare close to one's home is harder than passing a comprehensive phd exam.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5645486200044697854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5645486200044697854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5645486200044697854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5645486200044697854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-feel-im-exaggerating-when-i-say.html' title='I don&apos;t feel I&apos;m exaggerating when I say'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7030084613221642837</id><published>2010-06-10T20:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:15:15.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ABD</title><summary type='text'>I passed. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7030084613221642837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7030084613221642837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7030084613221642837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7030084613221642837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/06/abd.html' title='ABD'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7306197496516938419</id><published>2010-06-09T09:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:37:02.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>again with the list</title><summary type='text'>Send in bursary application for this semesterGet caught up in the course I'm currently teaching Marking meetingPlan and execute baby showerPartially move across the country so that I canApply for child care subsidy in a new provinceApply for child care bursaryMeet to convince child care subsidy folks that my job is a real jobUnpack the rest of my thingsPlan weddingInvite peopleGet marriedGet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7306197496516938419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7306197496516938419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7306197496516938419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7306197496516938419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/06/again-with-list.html' title='again with the list'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-9112328101429174550</id><published>2010-06-09T08:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T08:31:58.135-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>in praise of garbage trucks</title><summary type='text'>I don't know what it is but this morning I am so glad to see the garbage truck take away our garbage. There's nothing particularly heinous in the trash today. But, I'm in a new city in a new house and I didn't always know when garbage day was. Last night we got the garbage outside and while the house isn't spotless, there isn't a bag hanging around outside by the bbq cause I missed garbage day. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/9112328101429174550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=9112328101429174550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9112328101429174550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9112328101429174550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-praise-of-garbage-trucks.html' title='in praise of garbage trucks'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-626285294847667798</id><published>2010-06-08T20:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T20:12:48.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Send in bursary application for this semester Get caught up in the course I'm currently teaching  Plan and execute baby shower Partially move across the country so that I canPlan weddingInvite peopleGet marriedApply for child care subsidy in a new provinceWrite article that I said I wouldn't write but then I changed my mindPlan, Read, and Write lectures and things for new course I'm teaching in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/626285294847667798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=626285294847667798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/626285294847667798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/626285294847667798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/06/send-in-bursary-application-for-this_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-896965173278834765</id><published>2010-06-04T08:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T08:58:49.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Send in bursary application for this semesterGet caught up in the course I'm currently teaching Plan and execute baby showerPartially move across the country so that I canPlan wedding and get married andApply for child care subsidy in a new provinceWrite article that I said I wouldn't write but then I changed my mindPlan, Read, and Write lectures and things for new course I'm teaching in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/896965173278834765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=896965173278834765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/896965173278834765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/896965173278834765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/06/send-in-bursary-application-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3815819420660435881</id><published>2010-06-01T21:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:07:52.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>forgot to add</title><summary type='text'>get child on waiting list for day careapply for sessional position</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3815819420660435881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3815819420660435881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3815819420660435881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3815819420660435881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/06/forgot-to-add.html' title='forgot to add'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4607800249723067397</id><published>2010-05-31T18:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:52:35.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comp</title><summary type='text'>Well, I wrote. I sat and I answered three questions and I think I got one looking good enough. The other two I'm not sure about but there's enough information to pass, I believe.Will know within two weeks how I did. Next up: Send in bursary application for this semesterGet caught up in the course I'm currently teachingPlan and execute baby showerPartially move across the country so that I canPlan</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4607800249723067397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4607800249723067397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4607800249723067397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4607800249723067397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/05/comp.html' title='Comp'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-2663377864977000861</id><published>2010-05-28T08:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T08:10:59.637-04:00</updated><title type='text'>comp day</title><summary type='text'>seriously concerned.test is in a few hours... cramming.will let you know how it goes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/2663377864977000861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=2663377864977000861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2663377864977000861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2663377864977000861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/05/comp-day.html' title='comp day'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-2463405146587359745</id><published>2010-05-19T17:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:27:37.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>litany of saints for exam prep</title><summary type='text'>Compiling a list of saints who might intercede for me ....Does this count as procrastination?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/2463405146587359745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=2463405146587359745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2463405146587359745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2463405146587359745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/05/litany-of-saints-for-exam-prep.html' title='litany of saints for exam prep'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-9154484505595712243</id><published>2010-05-17T20:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:46:53.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the texts came in</title><summary type='text'>They came in on Saturday -- if I'd had to wait until today I would have asked to postpone. The secretary had told me that all the other students had received their texts on Friday and I was beginning to get mad.Now, I just have to get working.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/9154484505595712243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=9154484505595712243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9154484505595712243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/9154484505595712243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/05/texts-came-in.html' title='the texts came in'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4820039423104956262</id><published>2010-05-14T22:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:52:49.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Et si sensus deficit, Ad firmandum cor sincerum Sola fides sufficit.</title><summary type='text'>Faith, for all defects supplyingwhere the feeble senses fail.I'm not good with Latin, so I got that translation, which is allegedly from JPII. More information on translation of St. Thomas's Pange Lingua go here here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4820039423104956262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4820039423104956262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4820039423104956262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4820039423104956262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/05/faith-will-tell-us-christ-is-present.html' title='Et si sensus deficit, Ad firmandum cor sincerum Sola fides sufficit.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-2564099023936448662</id><published>2010-05-14T21:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:51:40.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>examination of conscience</title><summary type='text'>I write my comp in 2 weeks time. My plan for studying at this stage was to prepare mock tests and write them and hope that my topics could and would be covered on the exam.The reading list was 3 parts:Core List subcategory Asubcategory BTwo weeks before the exam candidates receive 3 texts.And...the test is structured like this:An in-depth analysis of one of Text 1, text 2 or text 3-- using texts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/2564099023936448662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=2564099023936448662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2564099023936448662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2564099023936448662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/05/examination-of-conscience.html' title='examination of conscience'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-913586506969933649</id><published>2010-05-10T11:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T11:24:25.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the situation</title><summary type='text'>I don't want to get into too many personal details about the situation that FH, Peanut and I are living -- it involves a lot of explanation about housing arrangments, etc. But, it's been both hard and phenomenal for all of us. I'm studying (ok, will be studying) my ass off for my test, and it means that I'm missing my family. The Sweetpea started at a new daycare today, and while I haven't been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/913586506969933649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=913586506969933649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/913586506969933649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/913586506969933649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/05/situation.html' title='the situation'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5688605240699510846</id><published>2010-05-08T12:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T12:17:32.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>corny corner</title><summary type='text'>loving the girl who made me a mom and the man who will make me a wife.I was going to post this to twitter and thought it was too cheesy.:)I understand if you feel the need to puke all over the lovey dovey, but I'll just revel in it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5688605240699510846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5688605240699510846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5688605240699510846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5688605240699510846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/05/corny-corner.html' title='corny corner'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-180393157037634406</id><published>2010-04-14T12:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:55:31.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>holy moly</title><summary type='text'>Crazy, crazy time.Still the happiest I've ever been, but seriously stressed about school the two moves and finding childcare and possibly subsidy. The wedding stress seems to have subsided thankfully. Let's hope it stays fun and doesn't come back.No time to blog. No time to read blogs and it makes me a little bit sad and feeling out of touch. I did get some human face to face contact with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/180393157037634406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=180393157037634406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/180393157037634406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/180393157037634406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/04/holy-moly.html' title='holy moly'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3715091209191782215</id><published>2010-04-08T12:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T12:21:24.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>counting down</title><summary type='text'>I'm getting married in less than 4 months. I am moving in less than one. And then moving again in less than 6 months.I am writing my final phd exam in less than 2.why is the exam at the end of my list?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3715091209191782215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3715091209191782215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3715091209191782215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3715091209191782215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/04/counting-down.html' title='counting down'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5372922963185391555</id><published>2010-03-24T10:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:49:23.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts and Minds</title><summary type='text'>[disclaimer: I'm not a psychologist.]I have known a couple of people who haven't had any sense of empathy. Certainly, some people simply have more than others. But I've known a couple who have had none. It's a little frightening, and can be intimidating, for me as an empathetic person. I have often wondered is it something that we're all born with and either have it nurtured or not? is it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5372922963185391555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5372922963185391555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5372922963185391555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5372922963185391555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/03/hearts-and-minds.html' title='Hearts and Minds'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-2150746728351327784</id><published>2010-03-24T10:03:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:47:37.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slings and arrows</title><summary type='text'>Weird dog carrier slings and some other optionsSlings recalledI got one of these as a baby gift from a dear friend's mother. When I put Peanut in it, I thought it looked like a dog carrier that people took on planes and I kept on using my pouch sling and got to looking for a pattern for a different sling. She was all hunched up in it, and the fabric, while it had mesh for the baby to breathe, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/2150746728351327784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=2150746728351327784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2150746728351327784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2150746728351327784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/03/couple-of-unrelated-baby-links.html' title='Slings and arrows'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4408327330795959786</id><published>2010-03-24T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T09:46:14.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this keeps making me giggle</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4408327330795959786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4408327330795959786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4408327330795959786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4408327330795959786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-keeps-making-me-giggle.html' title='this keeps making me giggle'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cXCEDC4WLL0/S6oXhhn9KfI/AAAAAAAAAco/WdRpEN4l38o/s72-c/natural_parenting.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7883649671919825018</id><published>2010-03-22T12:59:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:14:54.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't read this yet, but I'm more than tempted to order it</title><summary type='text'>Becoming Father BobFound an article about this children's book about the call to the priesthood. The book's goal is to show that God calls normal guys to become priests.Standing in the sunny garden courtyard of the Casa Santa Maria, a residence for U.S. priests studying in Rome, Father Kirby insisted he’s one of those “normal people” and that studying in Rome and attending or serving at papal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7883649671919825018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7883649671919825018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7883649671919825018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7883649671919825018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-havent-read-this-yet-but-im-more-than.html' title='I haven&apos;t read this yet, but I&apos;m more than tempted to order it'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1230431806511667363</id><published>2010-02-25T08:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T09:06:27.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A list, B list</title><summary type='text'>I was rejected for a SSHRC, and in the rejection letter they discussed the A, B list system. You get put on the A list to be considered at the national level, or the B list so that you don't.I was on the B list. Well, they didn't say it that way. They said, "even though your application was quite good, we weren't able to put you on the A list this time around."--A few weeks ago I was writing some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1230431806511667363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1230431806511667363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1230431806511667363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1230431806511667363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/02/list-b-list.html' title='A list, B list'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-8247735257520006768</id><published>2010-02-24T08:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T08:23:03.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the ring</title><summary type='text'>The Proof!He picked it out himself without any hints from me at all - and it was exactly what I wanted. Yellow gold, three stones, round cut, and lots of pretty extras that I never thought of with the stones down the sides and hearts on the mounts...&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/8247735257520006768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=8247735257520006768' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8247735257520006768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8247735257520006768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/02/ring.html' title='the ring'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cXCEDC4WLL0/S4UnvSNQhvI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3QcRDaBxYeE/s72-c/ring+smaller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-13245111097704298</id><published>2010-02-23T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:14:37.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married</title><summary type='text'>Hello blog world. Update: He proposed, and I said yes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/13245111097704298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=13245111097704298' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/13245111097704298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/13245111097704298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/02/goin-to-chapel-and-were-gonna-get.html' title='Goin&apos; to the chapel and we&apos;re gonna get married'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7444308912834130312</id><published>2010-02-05T09:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:49:47.767-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comprehensive exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><title type='text'>I thought I'd be ready to talk about the comp, but I'm not</title><summary type='text'>I will say this. I didn't pass with the margin that I would have liked, and so I have a lot of work to continue to prove my interest and my dedication to the degree. That's the impression I got. It was sort of a mixed discussion post-exam, and I will likely blog about it sometime soon.Just not yet. Right now I am setting to work on 3 or 4 other projects -- one, a book chapter that I need to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7444308912834130312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7444308912834130312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7444308912834130312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7444308912834130312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-thought-id-be-ready-to-talk-about.html' title='I thought I&apos;d be ready to talk about the comp, but I&apos;m not'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3637367204139636565</id><published>2010-02-01T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T16:33:03.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I passed.</title><summary type='text'>Will write more when I'm ready. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3637367204139636565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3637367204139636565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3637367204139636565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3637367204139636565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-passed.html' title='I passed.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1972480597643651770</id><published>2010-01-31T15:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T15:05:11.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comprehensive exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job competitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>play some rap music</title><summary type='text'>(if the f word bothers you, don't watch this)(if rap music bothers you, don't watch this)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1972480597643651770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1972480597643651770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1972480597643651770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1972480597643651770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/play-some-rap-music.html' title='play some rap music'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-6908328391897891590</id><published>2010-01-29T22:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:44:55.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am moved</title><summary type='text'>I am moved by fancies that are curledAround these images, and cling:The notion of some infinitely gentleInfinitely suffering thing.TS Eliot from "Preludes, IV"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/6908328391897891590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=6908328391897891590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6908328391897891590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6908328391897891590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-moved.html' title='I am moved'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7990862159044412344</id><published>2010-01-29T10:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:25:23.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little off topic</title><summary type='text'>It seems like Lady Gaga wants your leather studded kiss in the sand, doesn't want to be friends, and instead wants your bad romance.While I'm a little embarrassed to admit that sometimes I can't get enough of this song, who really wants a bad romance anyway.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7990862159044412344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7990862159044412344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7990862159044412344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7990862159044412344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-off-topic.html' title='a little off topic'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3658971097759455876</id><published>2010-01-27T21:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:42:46.592-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men and women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and raves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Can men and women be "Just Friends"?</title><summary type='text'>This has come up not only in my life but also in the lives of two close girl friends of mine recently. My thoughts are changing about being close to exes after a break up and even just male friends that I never dated or had any romantic interest in.I remember once in high school, when most of my circle of friends were male, one of my closest friends, lets call him Moose (his nickname was an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3658971097759455876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3658971097759455876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3658971097759455876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3658971097759455876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-men-and-women-be-just-friends.html' title='Can men and women be &quot;Just Friends&quot;?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3496621072339347049</id><published>2010-01-27T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:02:52.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you know you are unprepared when</title><summary type='text'>you realize after two years of studying that a literary critic you thought was a woman, is in fact a man.Seriously, I wrote a whole essay on my comp in mid '08 calling him a "her"......I knew the theories.. just not that he was a he.:/Oy. At least now I know.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3496621072339347049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3496621072339347049' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3496621072339347049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3496621072339347049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-you-are-unprepared-when.html' title='you know you are unprepared when'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-2904026883960484576</id><published>2010-01-25T21:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:01:10.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oral date set for next monday</title><summary type='text'>[insert freak out here]Had a practice with my advisor today and it went ok - still a lot of work to do before I'm ready. As it stands I think there's still a chance that I won't pass - but the chances are getting slimmer and slimmer by the day.Some exciting things on the horizon for my little family.. can't wait to fill you all in. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/2904026883960484576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=2904026883960484576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2904026883960484576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2904026883960484576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/oral-date-set-for-next-monday.html' title='oral date set for next monday'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-8108473666446031242</id><published>2010-01-15T17:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:11:30.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful man sent his girls beautiful flowers</title><summary type='text'>Such a great way to end a tough week - feeling so blessed. [Sweetheart with no pseudonym: Thank you for the flowers and the adorable gift for Peanut. You are truly the most amazingly thoughtful man I have ever known. xox]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/8108473666446031242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=8108473666446031242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8108473666446031242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8108473666446031242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/wonderful-man-sent-his-girls-beautiful.html' title='A wonderful man sent his girls beautiful flowers'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3602496275692803485</id><published>2010-01-15T15:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:33:29.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow does it ever feel like a Friday</title><summary type='text'>Someone fantastic is sending me something from a flower shop. They just called to see when/if I'd be home. &lt;3I sent out two letters this afternoon. Job Search has officially begun.  I decided not to sit on the letters and it was a good decision. Got a call from the coordinator of CLC even before I sent out my letters:I'd be very interested in you sending your CV along and any other supporting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3602496275692803485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3602496275692803485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3602496275692803485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3602496275692803485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow-does-it-ever-feel-like-friday.html' title='Wow does it ever feel like a Friday'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7176936318782616715</id><published>2010-01-15T13:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:40:37.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging some bullets: breathe in, breathe out</title><summary type='text'>Lots to write - lots to do. So let's just list the list.Conferencing: Submitted proposal for national conference; looking like I'll (we, cause it's with 2 others) be signing up for a similar one at the university levelJob Searching: revising letters is taking time. Was about to send and received an email about a CV/cover letter workshop next week. Called the workshop coordinator and she wants to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7176936318782616715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7176936318782616715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7176936318782616715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7176936318782616715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogging-some-bullets-breathe-in.html' title='blogging some bullets: breathe in, breathe out'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-2300933768462348562</id><published>2010-01-13T10:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T11:11:46.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job search'/><title type='text'>academic job search</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm looking for a job closer to the people that I love. I just got off the phone with a University Close to the People I Love (UCPL) and they told me about what appears to be an increased need for instructors this fall. It's not my field, but I'd definitely be able to teach it - it's sort of a Cross-Listed Class (CLC) with a ton of sections. If I were to teach CLC it wouldn't do a ton for my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/2300933768462348562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=2300933768462348562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2300933768462348562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2300933768462348562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/academic-job-search.html' title='academic job search'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-6616645983850443313</id><published>2010-01-13T01:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:57:19.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The uncomps reading of the day</title><summary type='text'>A Valediction Forbidding MourningJohn DonneAS virtuous men pass mildly away,      And whisper to their souls to go,  Whilst some of their sad friends do say,     "Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."                     So let us melt, and make no noise,                                           No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move ; 'Twere profanation of our joys      To tell the laity </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/6616645983850443313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=6616645983850443313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6616645983850443313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6616645983850443313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/uncomps-reading-of-day.html' title='The uncomps reading of the day'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1275288320364816603</id><published>2010-01-12T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:16:00.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>got my extension on the chapter</title><summary type='text'>Now, to go pick up the toddler and make beef stew.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1275288320364816603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1275288320364816603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1275288320364816603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1275288320364816603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/got-my-extension-on-chapter.html' title='got my extension on the chapter'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5069063871558170658</id><published>2010-01-12T12:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:45:44.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>small thought from a whitman reading: don't read if you have a weak stomach</title><summary type='text'>"Europe, the 72nd and 73rd Years of These States" includes a mention of gibbeting - which, considering I'm not being a great historian of execution styles, I had to look it up. I wont post a link to the wikipedia article, but if you look for it, lots of accounts are there.3Meanwhile, corpses lie in new-made graves----bloody corpses of young men;The rope of the gibbet hangs heavily, the bullets of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5069063871558170658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5069063871558170658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5069063871558170658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5069063871558170658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/small-thought-from-whitman-reading-dont.html' title='small thought from a whitman reading: don&apos;t read if you have a weak stomach'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5036290087630240692</id><published>2010-01-11T10:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:13:49.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>need for new pseudonyms</title><summary type='text'>is becoming apparent. However, my brain is working on other things these days. - Exam in less than a month- Book chapter due in a few days but waiting for an extension to be granted because of said exam- working on a proposal for a pedagogy conference with some colleagues here- cover letters and CV for a part time academic job closer to my family and fantastic gentleman friend- the political/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5036290087630240692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5036290087630240692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5036290087630240692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5036290087630240692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2010/01/need-for-new-pseudonyms.html' title='need for new pseudonyms'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-6554940442454417392</id><published>2009-12-17T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:34:54.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating as a single mother</title><summary type='text'>It's not a reality I ever thought I'd be facing. How in the world do you manage a house, a child, a career, an education and then... a relationship. Certainly not something I ever thought about 3 years ago. There are moments when it's blatantly obvious that this is a two-person job (carrying in groceries and a child). And yet, there are moments when I'm faced with the things I hate more than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/6554940442454417392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=6554940442454417392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6554940442454417392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6554940442454417392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/12/dating-as-single-mother.html' title='Dating as a single mother'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7662881733440425969</id><published>2009-12-11T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:42:08.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love peer evaluations.</title><summary type='text'>that is all for now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7662881733440425969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7662881733440425969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7662881733440425969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7662881733440425969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-peer-evaluations.html' title='I love peer evaluations.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1984345934776179411</id><published>2009-12-08T22:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:03:07.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>whew.</title><summary type='text'>I'm seriously thanking the Baby Jesus. I've been so stressed and I have had several non-useful meetings with department people who have wanted to blame my child and my single mother status for my stress. Uh... how about the fact that I've been given two independent teaching assignments and I'm not done field exams?In any case, they were flexible after seeing my concerns. I'm not teaching in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1984345934776179411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1984345934776179411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1984345934776179411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1984345934776179411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/12/whew.html' title='whew.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-6593535906535265320</id><published>2009-12-03T16:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:27:01.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I saw the end of term</title><summary type='text'>But now there's a mountain of work to accomplish before I can move on to the new and it's hard.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/6593535906535265320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=6593535906535265320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6593535906535265320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6593535906535265320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thought-i-saw-end-of-term.html' title='I thought I saw the end of term'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-2989861058394338379</id><published>2009-12-01T14:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:36:11.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just found out I don't have childcare on the nights that I'm teaching a course that I don't want to teach but that if I don't teach I will lose 1/3 of my funding for the year. fml.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/2989861058394338379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=2989861058394338379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2989861058394338379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/2989861058394338379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-found-out-i-dont-have-childcare.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4483325579015867708</id><published>2009-11-28T02:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T02:11:32.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>end of term</title><summary type='text'>End of term is nuts. Emotions are high for everyone.. lack of sleep I think. poor nutrition. Whatever it is, it's awful.Can not wait for this to be over.  Can't wait to breathe salty air again. THEN I get to start all over again. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4483325579015867708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4483325579015867708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4483325579015867708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4483325579015867708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-term.html' title='end of term'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-8860927857057401486</id><published>2009-11-20T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:39:23.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a date tonight with Mr Fun Guy :)</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/8860927857057401486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=8860927857057401486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8860927857057401486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8860927857057401486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-date-tonight-with-mr-fun-guy.html' title='I have a date tonight with Mr Fun Guy :)'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7579652314778345710</id><published>2009-11-14T18:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:08:47.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for today, and possibly until these papers are graded</title><summary type='text'>I am having serious doubts that one can teach, do a phd, and raise a child all at once. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7579652314778345710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7579652314778345710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7579652314778345710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7579652314778345710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-for-today-and-possibly-until-these.html' title='Just for today, and possibly until these papers are graded'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5081248940775535404</id><published>2009-11-11T22:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:02:16.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bullets of love</title><summary type='text'>Mr Fun Guy - which sounds SO lame, but because the inside joke is so great to me I just want to leave it - well, he's just FUNtastic. Undeniably a generally great person and I'm glad we're getting to know one another. Quite the gent. Talented. Ambitious and makes me smile. God-focused. Humble and it's not annoying. Quite happy these days. Quite.I've been thinking a lot about how friendship </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5081248940775535404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5081248940775535404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5081248940775535404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5081248940775535404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/11/bullets-of-love.html' title='bullets of love'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-4705489527716386991</id><published>2009-11-08T09:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T09:33:00.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comps reading</title><summary type='text'>Vladimir Nabokov's Lolita makes me sick. I don't get it. This will probably get me some gross hits. But, I just feel physically sick with some passages. I don't get the attraction t reading books that explains such a disordered mind in such detail.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/4705489527716386991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=4705489527716386991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4705489527716386991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/4705489527716386991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/11/comps-reading.html' title='Comps reading'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1944357607572674188</id><published>2009-11-06T12:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:10:11.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on writing grad proposals</title><summary type='text'>There's a word. I can't think of it right now. So, I'm going to put a lesser one in as a placeholder.Edit. Edit. Print. Revise.Print.DEADLINE.Oops.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1944357607572674188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1944357607572674188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1944357607572674188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1944357607572674188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-writing-grad-proposals.html' title='on writing grad proposals'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-1600602629508602532</id><published>2009-11-05T23:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:06:36.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want more time</title><summary type='text'>That's all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/1600602629508602532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=1600602629508602532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1600602629508602532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/1600602629508602532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-more-time.html' title='I want more time'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-3174107184687404645</id><published>2009-11-04T11:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:42:17.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I would hate this book</title><summary type='text'>But.. I don't.So far, it's interesting.Will write more about it when I'm done reading -- likely after I hand in my SSHRC proposal on Friday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/3174107184687404645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=3174107184687404645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3174107184687404645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/3174107184687404645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-thought-i-would-hate-this-book.html' title='I thought I would hate this book'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5274410575516782966</id><published>2009-11-02T16:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:16:23.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl who cried in my class</title><summary type='text'>She came to my office hours and didn't mention it. Was worried about her essay, etc. She came to talk to me and doesn't feel discouraged but seems to be stepping up a bit to write the essay well and came to talk to me about citations. Good stuff.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5274410575516782966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5274410575516782966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5274410575516782966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5274410575516782966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/11/girl-who-cried-in-my-class.html' title='the girl who cried in my class'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-6384723828586494219</id><published>2009-10-28T12:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:54:19.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so....I made someone cry.</title><summary type='text'>A student in my class last night. She cried at least twice. Possibly more than I noticed. I tried not to notice. It's possible that I was a big meanie and trying to impress my mentor who was checking out my class to write a letter for my portfolio. And, also possible that I was trying to address the issue that came up last week on a couple of my midterm evaluations (done by students) that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/6384723828586494219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=6384723828586494219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6384723828586494219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6384723828586494219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/10/soi-made-someone-cry.html' title='so....I made someone cry.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5765461654058586401</id><published>2009-10-28T12:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:08:17.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>discerning vocations</title><summary type='text'>I've been, once again, discerning vocational things.Someone's come into my life recently that has made it clear that I have to discern this all over again.It's all new again. Have I been single that long?Does this happen often, that when you find someone you not only discern whether you're supposed to be with that person, but also the WHOLE FRAKING THING. Because marriage is this sacrament that I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5765461654058586401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5765461654058586401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5765461654058586401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5765461654058586401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/10/discerning-vocations.html' title='discerning vocations'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-8485791949643522114</id><published>2009-10-23T00:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:30:39.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't even explain</title><summary type='text'>how much the word "meh" makes my blood boil. Details of the situation in which the "meh" is used make little difference in the long run, because to me, it says more about the person saying it than it does about the situation being commented on.  The need or tendency to deem a circumstance unimportant, and oneself thus above it, pisses me right off. I suppose it's another thing when the "meh"ing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/8485791949643522114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=8485791949643522114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8485791949643522114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8485791949643522114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cant-even-explain.html' title='I can&apos;t even explain'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-706143147616313605</id><published>2009-10-17T16:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T17:02:56.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dangerously tired</title><summary type='text'>I am home to be at a friend's wedding. And, a wake. And, to see family. Students are being neglected in a small way, in that I'm not checking my course email right now.I'm driving a minivan. I took the scenic route home, because family who will be babysitting Peanut for the rest of the evening isn't back from funeral. Got some great shots of this place. It's freezing cold, but sunny and then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/706143147616313605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=706143147616313605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/706143147616313605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/706143147616313605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/10/dangerously-tired.html' title='dangerously tired'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-5754216447630012061</id><published>2009-10-13T07:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T07:38:02.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great Thanksgiving weekend - spent with two families who didn't give thanks at Dinner. They were most gracious, but had other things on their table and minds. P'nut and I had a lot of fun at both places and it was nice to be around family, even if it wasn't my own.--Spent my commutes to these dinners talking to (I know, driving and on the phone/ignore that) a cute, Catholic, conservative but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/5754216447630012061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=5754216447630012061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5754216447630012061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/5754216447630012061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-thanksgiving-weekend-spent-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-8200867055148619794</id><published>2009-10-08T22:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:23:55.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>love it away</title><summary type='text'>This post is about boys. And a realization I've recently made...Realization: For most of my dating life I have accepted less than adequate treatment from men.It isn't just from the romantic relationships in my life, but also some family relationships and some friendships too.The realization isn't simply about having jerks in my life. That's part of it -- that I have jerks in my life and why am I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/8200867055148619794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=8200867055148619794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8200867055148619794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/8200867055148619794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-it-away.html' title='love it away'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-6658363550795220624</id><published>2009-10-01T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:16:25.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>having her at the babysitter</title><summary type='text'>Makes me a little bit lonely and a little bit homesick. Shaking my head a little at this sentiment, but moving on.There are other things, boy things, going on -- or really, not going on, that are bugging me too. So I'm just trying to focus on what matters.Maybe I need a little more Jesus.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/6658363550795220624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=6658363550795220624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6658363550795220624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/6658363550795220624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/10/having-her-at-babysitter.html' title='having her at the babysitter'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8751366.post-7386858552126152848</id><published>2009-09-30T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:04:17.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>update re: babysitter</title><summary type='text'>Things are going better.. so much better that I'm not even going there to feed Peanut at lunch today.I kind of miss it. :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/feeds/7386858552126152848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8751366&amp;postID=7386858552126152848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7386858552126152848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8751366/posts/default/7386858552126152848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undialogo.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-re-babysitter.html' title='update re: babysitter'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211811502879927568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
