I am currently a student at the University of Oregon. I graduated this summer (B.S. + History Minor) but will return immediately to get my second bachelors in Medieval Studies. I intend to get my PhD (medieval history) and teach.
I am a devoted anglophile (I make one mean Steak and Kidney Pie), I brew ale, cider and mead, drink tea by the gallon (loose leaf Ceylon and Assam from Harney and Sons) and can whip up some killer syllabub (though I prefer to use brandy over Sherry).
Besides reading, one of my obsessions is gastronomy. Favorite authors include; Hardy, Austen, A.S. Byatt, Waugh and Maugham.
I have backpacked through the Highlands of Scotland (almost died by midges and klegs), England (mostly drunk on cider), and the Himalayas (I infinitely preferred the food and people to the mountains) only to realize that I hate backpacking. I love towns, people, food, drink, museums and books…all of which are more easily appreciated when you travel like a Victorian (by boat, train and camel and stay in charming hotels) then when you travel like a turtle. All of my camel rides have been rather anti-climactic, though the camels were sweet.
I am married to a pipe smoking, tea drinking, High Church Anglican (he’s shooting for ordination), who makes the best martini’s in our town (which has excellent martini’s by the way), I prefer vodka he prefers gin.
I am full time student (and mother of two) and though I don’t currently work, I have in the past been a baker, a cook, an antiquarian and a dairy maid (not quite as romantic as in Tess of the D’Urbervilles, but I was pregnant!).
If you want to be friends please drop me a note and lets see what we have to talk about.
"Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth;
whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul;
whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses,
and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet;
and especially when my hypos get such an upper hand of me,
that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off-
then, I account it high time to get to a bookstore as soon as I can.
That is my substitute for the pistol and ball."
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