No go

Well, DH has officially heard a "no" from both companies he'd interviewed with recently (Silicon Valley and Cambridge). This leaves no real prospects on the table.

Needless to say, he's in a bit of an emotional tailspin, and my house is not really a fun place to be these days. I think chances are excellent that we'll move somewhere soon regardless--either closer to my work, or to a whole new city, just because.

More on that later--ideas are swirling, and we've got a vacation coming up. A few days of relaxation should help us better process the options at this point.

New Orleans, again

It's official--we're taking a few days off to go visit my sister, see the new baby, and spend some time in N'awlins. I'm very much looking forward to eating my face off there, seeing the new baby, and spending a few days not working.

We'll actually fly this time, rather than drive--I found cheap round-trip tickets, and since I spend two hours a day minimum in the car these days, I really didn't have it in me for a 24-hour cannonball run (times two). I'm sure by the end of the trip, I'll be annoyed as all hell at the airlines and swearing to always drive in the future.

So, suggestions for New Orleans/Gulf Coast, anyone?

11 years? Really?

Today is my annual "watch no TV, listen to no radio" day. Probably no facebook, either. Here's my 9/11 story.  Go hug your loved ones.

Mmm, rabbit

News flash: work continues to be tiring.

Monday I was so exhausted from a full week of work (and a record-breaking week of work: it was the restaurant's highest-grossing week ever that wasn't either New Year's or Valentine's Day) that literally all I could do was lay on the sofa and watch TV. I did manage to drink my really good wine. It was extremely delicious.

I also got Saturday night off this weekend. I made rabbit with mustard sauce and opened a cheaper but still tasty bottle of wine. Today I'm going to cook some more goodies. I'm slowly but surely using up the random weird stuff in the pantry, which makes me feel good.

Hubs has a Skype interview today with the company in Silicon Valley; wish him luck!

Montreal, part deux

I have to say, Montreal is much more fun to visit when it's not single digits outside.

We had a great time. We revisited Au Pied de Cochon, went to Brasserie T! and drank ice wine, drove to the top of the mountain to see the view, and ate four different varieties of poutine (including foie gras poutine). Our B&B was a little...eccentric; the owner was one of those old French dudes, whippet-thin, with wild straggly long gray hair, overgrown toenails, and the smell of a horse barn in July. The B&B itself was nice enough, a converted old Victorian townhouse. We had to share a bathroom, but since we were there on a Sunday and a Monday night, there weren't really any other people to share the bathroom with. And it was around the corner from the subway, and it was cheap.

H loved the subway, and seemed to have a good time overall. He tried way more new things than I thought he would (including foie gras), and we didn't have to resort to the jar of peanut butter and loaf of bread I brought just in case. He flies back tomorrow. He's still a bit of a handful (it never occurs to him to change his clothes, shower, or brush his teeth; it's a constant battle to get him to eat anything green), but I can see definite upward improvement. He's also showing much more personality, which is heartening.

Now, of course, I'm already ready for the next vacation. I'm back to working all the time, waking up tired and sore. The good news is that the car won't need new tires for probably at least another 10,000 miles; the bad news is that DH is still stuck in unemployment limbo, waiting to hear back from various companies. The place in Silicon Valley is asking for another interview; I think they want a Skype interview but he's pushing for them to fly him out for a face-to-face.

If nothing changes on the job front soon, I think I may take a week or so next month to visit my sis and the new baby and New Orleans.