Just a quick note to let everyone know we have arrived....in New Zealand. We are staying here until January 4th to enjoy a few days of relaxation before we start getting set up in Perth in earnest. After a quick tour of downtown Auckland, a walk along the coast, and a long hot shower, we are feeling human again. We are staying this week with friends from vet school, Pete and Amanda. They have immigrated to New Zealand, so probably have lots of great advice to offer...(if we can stay awake for it tonight).
We aren't going to be able to check skype for a little while, but will be returning phone messages shortly (Marty...I know its been weeks....we will get back soon, but yes it's too late to get together for walleyball!).
Photos of NZ and more philosophical stuff later.
Friday, December 29, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Saying Goodbye--Kristin
Wow. what a week. What a fun, frantic,full, horrible, emotional, roller coaster of a week.
On Tuesday of last week, Nathan and I decided that we were "on schedule" enough that we could indulge in a road trip to surprise our friend Hilary Peterson for her (gulp) 30th birthday. After some secretive calls to Eric (while he was "cleaning the garage.) We arranged to meet at a restaurant in Pittsburgh on December 7th.
On December 6, we drove to St. Charles sold my saturn, then piled into Nathan's car on the first leg of our road trip (we knew we had to get past Chicago before we crashed for the night). The next day we set off early through sun, then snow, then sun, then snow, (darn lakes!) to arrive in Pittsburgh at rush hour on the day of the Cleveland Browns v. Steelers football game. When we finally arrived at the restaurant, Eric and Hilary had not arrived. We settled in to wait for the surprise--hiding behind our menus for their arrival. At about 7 pm, the hostess led Eric and Hilaryto a table for 2 only to find 2 people setting at it. When we lowered our menus, Hilary was so shocked, she couldn't breath. After a few minutes of recovery, we talked the night away, got a tour of their new house, and laughed some more about our crazy road trip.
At 6 the next morning (ugh) we hopped back in the car, to drive back to Madison, WI. At Madison, I met with the Director of Development for UW Vet School to get tips for my new job. The next day Nathan attended a conference, and then we drove back to Rochester. We finished our road trip stretch with a drive to Waconia and Chaska on Sunday the 10th. I had Christmas with my best friend Connie (tearful and laughing the whole time), while Nathan visited with his Grandma. Nathan's mom had a Christmas feast--halibut, shrimp, porkchops, asparagus, all of our favorite things--while we visited with Grandma Halvorson, Martha, & Dick.
Monday was packing, so far we were right on schedule.
Tuesday changed everything.
At 7:30 am, we got the call that my Grandma, Olga Smith had passed away. It was hard to know how to feel. I was sad, Grandma was a wonderful, upbeat, wise woman, who despite a diagnosis of lung cancer in September was still very healthy, mentally was sharp as a tack, with her hearing and eyesight only slightly diminished. I miss laugh and smile and ready conversation so much. At the same time, I knew she did not want to live through pain of a long struggle against lung cancer. Because of our move to Australia, we had said our goodbyes--told each other how much we loved each other, and appreciated our time together. I was sad for my mom, who had an incredibly close relationship with Grandma despite the 400 miles of distance, knowing that she would be coping with this loss at the same time I would be moving. I was glad for the opportunity to attend the funeral, to remember with my family, to be there to support each other.
Nathan and I soldiered through the day, attending meetings, signing papers, making plans to leave for North Dakota to attend the funeral. The day was a blur. Until we arrived at Sontes at 5:00 pm. It was our LAST leaving party (we started having good bye parties in July, this was our 6th!). Surrounded by theater friends, work colleagues, our friends from church, and so many others, we were comforted, we laughed, we hugged tearful goodbyes, we invited visitors and made travel plans. It was a wonderful night.
Wednesday, Nathan and I completed our packing, drove to Blue Earth with our last load of things for the storage unit, before having dinner with my sister Julie, her daughter Crystal and Crystal's son Spencer. The funeral meant we would have to postpone the big family Christmas we were planning on Saturday, so it really meant a lot to me to get to say goodbye to Julie, Crystal and Spencer before we left.
Thursday, we finished the cleaning (I hope our new buyers don't look to closely in the showers!) and then drove to North Dakota for the visitation. While the reality of Grandma's passing was difficult, the energy and enthusiasm of my family joined together in an improptu reunion was uplifting. We met after the visitation for dinner, which was as full of jokes as sad stories, as full of laughter as of tears.
Friday, at 11:00 am, we attended Grandma's funeral. The service was lovely, but I think she would have been most touched by the music. All the grandkids joined together to sing Amazing Grace. Mardee's boys sang, "I can only imagine" a song about what heaven must be like. Listening to Josh, Andy, and Logan, I couldn't help but cry. Nathan and I followed the boys, singing Softly and Tenderly. Following the service and internment, we met at the church where she was surrounded by the friends she had made in her 94 years of devoted church membership.
Saturday, we looked through photos with family before having to say goodbye. Saying goodbye to my parents, with this painful reminder that life is short and unpredictable, was probably the most difficult thing I have done as an adult.
When we left for England, I didn't think about leaving Mom and Dad or leaving MN, I was afraid about living overseas. Then I was scared for me. I didn't think about mortality. Leaving this time, I am confident that Nathan and I will have a wonderful time in Australia, but I am more aware of what I will be missing in Minnesota. I know that Australia is only a day away, and that we will be calling frequently, and seeing each other a couple of times a year. But, I will miss golfing with my dad. sitting around the kitchen table with my mom. getting together with my brothers and sisters for birthdays and holidays. seeing Spencer, Sam, Owen, Marianna grow up.
Now we face more goodbyes. Goodbyes to Nathan's mom and Grandma, goodbye to Alan's family, goodbye to Nathan's dad, his sister's family. While I can not wait to arrive in Australia, saying goodbye to those we love in the US is so hard. But in saying goodbye, I find myself doing something that non-demonstrative Minnesota Lutherans usually don't. Telling the people in my life how much I love them.
On Tuesday of last week, Nathan and I decided that we were "on schedule" enough that we could indulge in a road trip to surprise our friend Hilary Peterson for her (gulp) 30th birthday. After some secretive calls to Eric (while he was "cleaning the garage.) We arranged to meet at a restaurant in Pittsburgh on December 7th.
On December 6, we drove to St. Charles sold my saturn, then piled into Nathan's car on the first leg of our road trip (we knew we had to get past Chicago before we crashed for the night). The next day we set off early through sun, then snow, then sun, then snow, (darn lakes!) to arrive in Pittsburgh at rush hour on the day of the Cleveland Browns v. Steelers football game. When we finally arrived at the restaurant, Eric and Hilary had not arrived. We settled in to wait for the surprise--hiding behind our menus for their arrival. At about 7 pm, the hostess led Eric and Hilaryto a table for 2 only to find 2 people setting at it. When we lowered our menus, Hilary was so shocked, she couldn't breath. After a few minutes of recovery, we talked the night away, got a tour of their new house, and laughed some more about our crazy road trip.
At 6 the next morning (ugh) we hopped back in the car, to drive back to Madison, WI. At Madison, I met with the Director of Development for UW Vet School to get tips for my new job. The next day Nathan attended a conference, and then we drove back to Rochester. We finished our road trip stretch with a drive to Waconia and Chaska on Sunday the 10th. I had Christmas with my best friend Connie (tearful and laughing the whole time), while Nathan visited with his Grandma. Nathan's mom had a Christmas feast--halibut, shrimp, porkchops, asparagus, all of our favorite things--while we visited with Grandma Halvorson, Martha, & Dick.
Monday was packing, so far we were right on schedule.
Tuesday changed everything.
At 7:30 am, we got the call that my Grandma, Olga Smith had passed away. It was hard to know how to feel. I was sad, Grandma was a wonderful, upbeat, wise woman, who despite a diagnosis of lung cancer in September was still very healthy, mentally was sharp as a tack, with her hearing and eyesight only slightly diminished. I miss laugh and smile and ready conversation so much. At the same time, I knew she did not want to live through pain of a long struggle against lung cancer. Because of our move to Australia, we had said our goodbyes--told each other how much we loved each other, and appreciated our time together. I was sad for my mom, who had an incredibly close relationship with Grandma despite the 400 miles of distance, knowing that she would be coping with this loss at the same time I would be moving. I was glad for the opportunity to attend the funeral, to remember with my family, to be there to support each other.
Nathan and I soldiered through the day, attending meetings, signing papers, making plans to leave for North Dakota to attend the funeral. The day was a blur. Until we arrived at Sontes at 5:00 pm. It was our LAST leaving party (we started having good bye parties in July, this was our 6th!). Surrounded by theater friends, work colleagues, our friends from church, and so many others, we were comforted, we laughed, we hugged tearful goodbyes, we invited visitors and made travel plans. It was a wonderful night.
Wednesday, Nathan and I completed our packing, drove to Blue Earth with our last load of things for the storage unit, before having dinner with my sister Julie, her daughter Crystal and Crystal's son Spencer. The funeral meant we would have to postpone the big family Christmas we were planning on Saturday, so it really meant a lot to me to get to say goodbye to Julie, Crystal and Spencer before we left.
Thursday, we finished the cleaning (I hope our new buyers don't look to closely in the showers!) and then drove to North Dakota for the visitation. While the reality of Grandma's passing was difficult, the energy and enthusiasm of my family joined together in an improptu reunion was uplifting. We met after the visitation for dinner, which was as full of jokes as sad stories, as full of laughter as of tears.
Friday, at 11:00 am, we attended Grandma's funeral. The service was lovely, but I think she would have been most touched by the music. All the grandkids joined together to sing Amazing Grace. Mardee's boys sang, "I can only imagine" a song about what heaven must be like. Listening to Josh, Andy, and Logan, I couldn't help but cry. Nathan and I followed the boys, singing Softly and Tenderly. Following the service and internment, we met at the church where she was surrounded by the friends she had made in her 94 years of devoted church membership.
Saturday, we looked through photos with family before having to say goodbye. Saying goodbye to my parents, with this painful reminder that life is short and unpredictable, was probably the most difficult thing I have done as an adult.
When we left for England, I didn't think about leaving Mom and Dad or leaving MN, I was afraid about living overseas. Then I was scared for me. I didn't think about mortality. Leaving this time, I am confident that Nathan and I will have a wonderful time in Australia, but I am more aware of what I will be missing in Minnesota. I know that Australia is only a day away, and that we will be calling frequently, and seeing each other a couple of times a year. But, I will miss golfing with my dad. sitting around the kitchen table with my mom. getting together with my brothers and sisters for birthdays and holidays. seeing Spencer, Sam, Owen, Marianna grow up.
Now we face more goodbyes. Goodbyes to Nathan's mom and Grandma, goodbye to Alan's family, goodbye to Nathan's dad, his sister's family. While I can not wait to arrive in Australia, saying goodbye to those we love in the US is so hard. But in saying goodbye, I find myself doing something that non-demonstrative Minnesota Lutherans usually don't. Telling the people in my life how much I love them.
Saturday, December 2, 2006
For those of you who are curious, here is the update.
It was a big day yesterday -- Kristin's family came over from Elmore and my mom came down from Chaska to help us load up the worldly belongings that were either too sentimental or too practical to part with and drive them over to a storage unit in Blue Earth. It was a pretty busy day and a half, but we are left with an empty house, sore backs, and a load of gratitude for those who were able to help.
Travel stuff: We are leaving Minnesota (really -- tickets and everything!) on Dec. 18th, at an ungodly hour of the morning. Arrival in SFO, then a couple of days visiting with Alan and Masami and the boys wherever we find them. A couple of days in Fort Bragg with dad, and then Christmas eve through the 27th with Deb and Tim, with a celebration of Debbie's 40th birthday (observed).
Jake's itinerary is a little more complex, and has caused much anxiety and wringing of hands. He goes to LAX on the 15th, Sydney on the 20th, and comes over to Perth after the mandatory quarantine is finished in January.
The 27th is the day -- after 4 years of planning, saving, spending, and stressing, we fly from San Francisco to Auckland, NZ on the 27th for a little vacation, then on to Perth on 4th of January. Address in Perth will change 2-3 times in the first few months, but we'll keep this site updated.
I was hoping to be witty, entertaining, and informative, but only had energy enough for 1 out of 3. -nm-
It was a big day yesterday -- Kristin's family came over from Elmore and my mom came down from Chaska to help us load up the worldly belongings that were either too sentimental or too practical to part with and drive them over to a storage unit in Blue Earth. It was a pretty busy day and a half, but we are left with an empty house, sore backs, and a load of gratitude for those who were able to help.
Travel stuff: We are leaving Minnesota (really -- tickets and everything!) on Dec. 18th, at an ungodly hour of the morning. Arrival in SFO, then a couple of days visiting with Alan and Masami and the boys wherever we find them. A couple of days in Fort Bragg with dad, and then Christmas eve through the 27th with Deb and Tim, with a celebration of Debbie's 40th birthday (observed).
Jake's itinerary is a little more complex, and has caused much anxiety and wringing of hands. He goes to LAX on the 15th, Sydney on the 20th, and comes over to Perth after the mandatory quarantine is finished in January.
The 27th is the day -- after 4 years of planning, saving, spending, and stressing, we fly from San Francisco to Auckland, NZ on the 27th for a little vacation, then on to Perth on 4th of January. Address in Perth will change 2-3 times in the first few months, but we'll keep this site updated.
I was hoping to be witty, entertaining, and informative, but only had energy enough for 1 out of 3. -nm-
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
2006 Greatest Hits! Kristin Mannix
This year to save time and paper, we decide to post our holiday letter on-line. This is a remix of 2006.
January: Come Together, The Beatles
Kicked off January with a big party. My boss, George Thompson retired after working at the Diversity Council for 10 years, 5 years with me. While it was sad, I was excited my colleague Kay Hocker who moved into the role. Another leaving brought us together with family, as Nathan’s grandfather Arndt Halvorson passed away. While difficult for all who loved him, Arndt’s years of struggle with Parkinson’s and deep, abiding faith made his passing a blessing.
February: Land Down Under, Men at Work
We left February 1st for our reconnoiter of
March: Working for a Living, Huey Lewis & the News
After an indulging 3 week vacation in
April: Clean, Depeche Mode
After a flurry of cleaning, painting, cleaning, landscaping, cleaning, redecorating, we were finally ready to put the house on the market with friend and realtor Curt Briston. Let’s just say that a clean house is not a natural state of affairs for us, so this really was a month long activity. While I clean, Nathan gives up his remaining nights and weekends to play in the pit for "Singin' in the Rain". We figure it will take 3 months to sell the house, and we will be on our way to
May: These boots are made for walkin’, Nancy Sinatra
Nathan and I spent Memorial Day weekend in a hike around beautiful
June: Summertime, Porgy & Bess
We kicked off the summer with a short stay in the Wisconsin Dells with my Mom and Dad. We enjoyed a few days of relaxing days of golf, food, and fun. Dad’s been struggling with a chronic illness called MDS, so it was great to have a few relaxing days of golf, food, and fun. Around this time, Mom & Dad agreed to try a new treatment for MDS that uses a chemo-like therapy in September. We are hopeful this one will free Dad from monthly blood transfusions.
July: Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B
Nathan played in Rochester Civic Band for 4th of July. This lead to an introduction to
August: How Can I Miss You (When You Won’t Go Away), Dan Hicks
In April, I gave my letter of resignation to the Diversity Council Board of Directors, with an end date of August. August arrived before I knew it and I started saying goodbye to the many wonderful friends made at the Diversity Council. While hard to say goodbye (and keep saying goodbye!), it was easier knowing the organization was in good hands. I will miss Kathy, Kay, Kami, Ebony, Ben, Moses, Savita, George, and everyone SO much. (Mt. Olive Goodbye Party with Kevin and Joy Peterson).
September: I’ll Be There For You, The Rembrandts
In August, my grandmother Olga was diagnosed with cancer, detected in the bones near her hip, with a mass later detected in her lungs. My mom, (my hero) was able to be with her for radiation treatments for a few weeks in August. In September, I went to chauffeur Grandma to her treatments in
October: Sign of the Times, Prince
Our plan had been to leave in September…we even had a joint leaving party with our friends Eric and Hilary who moved to
November: East Bound and Down, Smokey and the Bandit Soundtrack
“Long way to go, and a short time to get there” describes November exactly. With a start date of January 9th at Murdoch, Nathan and I suddenly had a lot to do….and less than 9 weeks to do it. First was making travel arrangements and getting Jake’s quarantine arranged (argh….more bureaucracy!), then packing, visiting friends, Christmas Cards and shopping, selling our vehicles, etc. etc.
December: Leaving on a Jet Plane, The Carpenters
Well, here’s the hard part…actually leaving. Nathan and I are excited for our new life in
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Welcome to our blog!
What is a Peterinarian? A question that has been asked across the ages (at least twice), and the answer to which lies shrouded in the distant past...
Boulder, Colorado, 1995.
My kid sister, Delaney, upon learning that I was heading off to London to learn to be an animal doctor, asked without guile or irony, "Are you going to be a peterinarian?"
Thus a noun was born. What else to call a veterinarian who only works on companion animals?
I am Nathan Mannix, peterinarian. Kristin, my wife and founder of peterinarian.com, insists on writing it PETerinarian, apparently to give it the right emphasis. Either way, look for it soon on Wikipedia!
This blog is likely to be a link to our next great adventure -- Perth, Western Australia. Often spoken of in the same breath as Alaska, Western Australia is a giant, underinhabited state far removed from just about everywhere -- and sounds like perfection in a bottle. Except for the sharks. And snakes. And (shudder), spiders. A great place to be a biology geek, but a bad place for a pallid heat wimp like myself. Hopefully, we'll strike a balance. First, we have to get there. And you thought your to-do list was long!
Tune in soon for travel updates and photos!
Boulder, Colorado, 1995.
My kid sister, Delaney, upon learning that I was heading off to London to learn to be an animal doctor, asked without guile or irony, "Are you going to be a peterinarian?"
Thus a noun was born. What else to call a veterinarian who only works on companion animals?
I am Nathan Mannix, peterinarian. Kristin, my wife and founder of peterinarian.com, insists on writing it PETerinarian, apparently to give it the right emphasis. Either way, look for it soon on Wikipedia!
This blog is likely to be a link to our next great adventure -- Perth, Western Australia. Often spoken of in the same breath as Alaska, Western Australia is a giant, underinhabited state far removed from just about everywhere -- and sounds like perfection in a bottle. Except for the sharks. And snakes. And (shudder), spiders. A great place to be a biology geek, but a bad place for a pallid heat wimp like myself. Hopefully, we'll strike a balance. First, we have to get there. And you thought your to-do list was long!
Tune in soon for travel updates and photos!
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