Saturday, March 23, 2019

Miser family update: math, red hair, adoption, travel, and tattoos

Life continues to be (mathematically) rich and (mathematically) full in the Miser Family Household.   It's hard to keep track of everything going on, in fact, because of the math swirling around in my life. 

View from the plane, in the wee hours of the morning.
In the last two weeks, for example, I've

  • driven to a southern city to give a math talk,
  • flown to Toronto to give a different math talk (which is where I was last week, when I wasn't sending out last week's update), 
  • taken 7 students to a day-long local math conference,
  • moved our book from the "copyediting" stage to the "getting ready for page proofs" stage,
  • had a beloved paper that I submitted last summer "accepted pending major* revision"!!!! 
  • had another paper accepted and moved into production!!!  and finally
  • heard that a third paper, accepted last semester, has officially "moved into production". 
Dropping ERVs on purpose.
*(the referee suggestions strike me as not 
terribly "major", actually; 
mostly just shortening the paper a bit, 
a heck of a lot easier than adding new stuff!)

I'm feeling pretty stoked, and to celebrate these multiple acceptances (the three paper announcements came in the last three days alone), I dyed my hair red.  So.

Other members of my family apparently have interesting lives, too.  For example, in spite of the safety precautions instituted at K-daughter's work, they're still dropping things.   On purpose.  She says,
We are making some revisions to our unit this week, so yesterday we decided to do a drop test. This was so fun! I enjoyed being outside with all of my co-workers in the nice weather and I really enjoyed seeing how durable one of our ERVs are.

N-son is enjoying school; he went to a dance and had fun.  I got to talk to one of his buddies, a kid named "Shane", the phone.  Shane tells me he's "like N-son's brother".  I said I was glad about that, and asked Shane if he wanted us to adopt him.  He said his mom wouldn't like it.  But later he admitted he loves spinach and grilled Brussel sprouts, so I told him to let us know if his mom changes her mind. 

J-son is also still enjoying school, and tells me he's getting straight A's.  I have already promised him I'll pay for his tattoo if/when he graduates, and he's thinking hard about the designs.  (Which is good, because it's going to be hard to change his mind once he's got ink carved into his arms!)

My husband has been taking road trips; he's gotten to see both N-son and L-daughter; he's also gone to book groups and protests.  We also had an awesome visit from one of his former army buddies who is now a monk in a German nunnery (y' know, one of those many people who choose the army-to-monk path in life).  I've heard lots of stories about my guy's other frugal friend: the one who lives cheerfully under a vow of poverty and service and who makes me look spendy and frivolous.  It was so good to have him here!

And even though we're not going to be adopting Shane any time soon, we started the process to "adopt" a refugee family; we've finished going through background checks and volunteer classes, and soon we'll get to start help resettling refugees who've moved into our city with their transition to a life in the U.S.  I'm really looking forward to this.  Part of us wants to wait until life settles down again . . . but part of us knows that our lives aren't particularly prone to settling.

So that's the news from our family, which continues to be wealthy in our adventures.  May you and yours be similarly prosperous.

1 comment:

  1. You continue to impress me. I know what we see here is but an edited version of your life, but what a life! I think it would be fulfilling to adopt a refugee family. I hope we get to hear a little about that.