I should have posted about this earlier, but I am very happy and proud to announce that Tom's manuscript was accepted for publication by the University of North Carolina Press last week. Tom has been working on this project almost as long as I've known him, and getting to this point has been a long and sometimes painful process. Since I didn't even have the patience to finish my dissertation, I am incredibly impressed that he was able to finish his dissertation, basically rewrite the whole thing, revise the revised manuscript and incorporate multiple changes requested by the book's reviewers, all while teaching and without going completely insane (I'm not saying he didn't go a little bit insane at points). Yes, this is what academics do, but observing the publishing process up close has shown me that a book is a lot like a sausage: the final product is a neat and tidy little package, but really, you don't want to know everything that goes into it.
So, yay Tom! The book, entitled A Republic in Time (subtitle TBD) is scheduled to appear in UNCP's Spring 2008 catalog. Since the primary audience is lit scholars, it's not the kind of book you're likely to find on the shelf at your local Chapters or Barnes & Noble. But it will be out there! At the very least, I'll put on my hostess hat and throw a launch party in our living room when it comes out.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Neglect
My oh my, the posts have dried up, haven't they? It's not because nothing is going on around here. Au contraire--there are many Big, Important Developments brewing. I just don't feel comfortable announcing them online just yet. Hopefully everything will come out next week.
In the meantime, here are a few quick updates:
The Big Boy Bed: Purchased, assembled, and now happily occupied by the Big Boy. And some nights, Mommy as well. Henry is sleeping better in the bed than he did in the crib, and he seems to like it quite a bit, but he still wakes up between 3-5 a.m. most mornings and can't get back to sleep on his own. So I go in for a cuddle. Sometimes it just takes a minute or two to get him back to sleep, and I leave. Other times it takes longer, and i fall asleep in the process. But it's still an improvement on what we were dealing with before.
(Aside) Last night Henry woke up just after midnight and couldn't stop crying. I guess he had a bad dream. As I lay there trying to calm him down, he blurted out, half asleep but very upset, "Edward IS NOT the fastest! He's NOT!!!" So I guess his bad dream involved an argument about the relative merits of the different "Thomas and Friends" trains. Interesting.
The Potty Training: Delayed by the introduction of the Big Boy Bed. We may begin next week. We'll see.
The Weather: MUCH colder. We may get to skate on the Canal yet. Provided, of course, that I agree to go outside when it's so frickin' cold!
In the meantime, here are a few quick updates:
The Big Boy Bed: Purchased, assembled, and now happily occupied by the Big Boy. And some nights, Mommy as well. Henry is sleeping better in the bed than he did in the crib, and he seems to like it quite a bit, but he still wakes up between 3-5 a.m. most mornings and can't get back to sleep on his own. So I go in for a cuddle. Sometimes it just takes a minute or two to get him back to sleep, and I leave. Other times it takes longer, and i fall asleep in the process. But it's still an improvement on what we were dealing with before.
(Aside) Last night Henry woke up just after midnight and couldn't stop crying. I guess he had a bad dream. As I lay there trying to calm him down, he blurted out, half asleep but very upset, "Edward IS NOT the fastest! He's NOT!!!" So I guess his bad dream involved an argument about the relative merits of the different "Thomas and Friends" trains. Interesting.
The Potty Training: Delayed by the introduction of the Big Boy Bed. We may begin next week. We'll see.
The Weather: MUCH colder. We may get to skate on the Canal yet. Provided, of course, that I agree to go outside when it's so frickin' cold!
Monday, January 08, 2007
One week into 2007
Yes, I am here! Henry and I got back to Ottawa on New Year's Eve, and we've spent the last week trying to get back on track. Henry was pretty jet lagged for most of the week, staying awake until almost midnight (groan) and sleeping in until 9 a.m. Schedule is back to normal now, and preschool started up again this morning, so real life is resuming.
Last year my New Year's resolution was to run a half marathon. Done. This year, I've set myself an even greater challenge: Toilet train the boy! So far, Henry is heavily resistant to the idea of using the potty. He seems to instinctively recognize everything and anything related to potty training, and protests mightily whenever these elements are tentatively introduced into his life. He throws a tantrum when we try to put him in "pull-up" style training diapers (even though they have Bob The Builder on them!). He refuses to read the potty training kid's book I bought for him (even though the little boy in the story is named Henry!). I may start putting him in soggy, uncomfortable cloth diapers to see if that encourages him to think more positively about life after diapers. Beyond that, I have to do some research about the best approach. All I know now is that it's shaping up to be a hell of a battle.
In other news, we went out this weekend and bought Henry a "Big Boy" bed. It's being delivered today. We're hoping that a bigger, more comfortable sleeping space will encourage him to spend more time in his own bed and less in ours (no, I didn't get my king size for Christmas). And there's still no sign of winter around here. Not that I'm complaining. But the locals are pretty bummed about the lack of snow and ice. Strange folks, those.
Last year my New Year's resolution was to run a half marathon. Done. This year, I've set myself an even greater challenge: Toilet train the boy! So far, Henry is heavily resistant to the idea of using the potty. He seems to instinctively recognize everything and anything related to potty training, and protests mightily whenever these elements are tentatively introduced into his life. He throws a tantrum when we try to put him in "pull-up" style training diapers (even though they have Bob The Builder on them!). He refuses to read the potty training kid's book I bought for him (even though the little boy in the story is named Henry!). I may start putting him in soggy, uncomfortable cloth diapers to see if that encourages him to think more positively about life after diapers. Beyond that, I have to do some research about the best approach. All I know now is that it's shaping up to be a hell of a battle.
In other news, we went out this weekend and bought Henry a "Big Boy" bed. It's being delivered today. We're hoping that a bigger, more comfortable sleeping space will encourage him to spend more time in his own bed and less in ours (no, I didn't get my king size for Christmas). And there's still no sign of winter around here. Not that I'm complaining. But the locals are pretty bummed about the lack of snow and ice. Strange folks, those.
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