Today Matt shaved his face and I could not stand to be near him. Not because the process was grotesque, but because the odor wafting from his shaving cream was unbearable. However, later on in the day I had no trouble opening and eating from a jar of kimchi that has been in our fridge for about six months. It was delicious.
Matt has started to give me piano lessons. I am not very good at practicing, so far. But I will at least get better once we get a metronome. It turns out I have a very poor sense of rhythm. I can do a C major scale with my right and left hands, but not at the same time.
On St. Patrick's Day I made corned beef and cabbage for the first time. There were also potatoes and carrots. All participants agreed that it was delicious.
In other St. Patrick's Day news, I hear that the holiday is being changed to "Happy Shamrock Day." Apparently some folks are offended by the "St. Patrick" part, due to its religious connotations. So...instead of changing the name I think they should just not celebrate. They can vent using good old-fashioned boycotting (a term that coincidentally originated Ireland) instead of this cruddy PC action. Woohoo St. Patrick for that thing you did that made you a saint and which we proudly celebrate! Something to do with snakes, I think.
Matt defended his thesis today. It was titled, "Design of a Continuous-Wave Synthetic Aperture Radar System with Analog Dechirp." I sat through the defense just marveling at how intelligent and good-looking my husband is, because I don't really know anything about radars. However, apparently he really did know what he was talking about because he passed. He'll do some editing on the paper, then submit it through the rigamarole of getting a copy published in the library. How exciting! And once that last stamp goes on his thesis, for all intents and purposes he will have finished his master's degree. Brilliant. :D