I love to run between 8pm & 9pm. I like racing the darkness home. With every flicker from a lazy streetlight, my pace quickens. When headlight beams illuminate, I break into my sprint.Tonight I started late: 8:45. But considering this is one of the longest days of the year, it still wasn't too late. My... Continue Reading →
Must read list
I was perusing through books at Half Price Books, one of my favorite places, when I happened upon a book of books to read (how many times can I use "book" in one sentence?). It had 500 books that will supposedly change your life. Or flatten a spider, seeing some of them to be huge... Continue Reading →
missing links
Sometimes it's hard to believe that all these memories I have are my own. That I lived this much of life. I've been a child, and adolescent, an adult. I've been single, I've dated, and I'm married. I've had roommates and lived alone. Jobs have come and gone as my interest ebbed and flowed. I've... Continue Reading →
one year later
A year ago today we moved into our first home.It's been the best year of my life.Turning these other people's home into our own.Having a piece of land to call our's.No more fighting for a decent parking spot or scraping my windshield.Now I'm growing tomatoes and Steve mows the lawn.We've turned even more boring with... Continue Reading →
Pandora’s Box
I tried Pandora today for the first time. This should be a required rite of passage for all people. All I did was typed in “Adele,” and it started playing songs I love. Sure, there were a couple wrong turns (John Legend and that stupid “Halo” song), but other than that, I’ve been listening to... Continue Reading →
I’m so vein
You probably think this post is about me.I've been showing some leg lately. Steve and I walk or run four miles each night, so I've been wearing my short running shorts. And it was while wearing these shorts that I saw some unsightly veins on the back of my leg (I will refrain from inserting... Continue Reading →
Cinderella
You know what fictional character I'd hate to be (besides Pollyanna)?Cinderella. She slaves away all day mopping floors and the little free time she has she spends making clothes and hats for the mice that live in her room. You know your life has hit rock bottom when you're knitting for rodents.
Pollyanna
I wonder if I'd be this cynical if I didn't work. If I hadn't worked for a staffing agency and heard people make up the most rare diseases to get out of going to work, which always miraculously healed when it was time to pick up their checks. If I hadn't seen four counts of... Continue Reading →
do-it-yourself BS
Until I'm offered a book deal, Steve and I have a budget. And that budget forces us to do a lot of hard work ourselves. Hard work that I desperately wish I could pay someone else to do, but supposedly it's teaching me the value of a dollar or some bullshit our dads would say.... Continue Reading →
brunch
Right before graduating college and the summer thereafter, I worked as a waitress/barista at a little cafe in University Place called Affairs. Affairs is the most quaint place you could visit. It has hand-painted tables, mismatched chairs. They put fresh flowers in vases every day. They use real Farberware plates and mugs. They polish silverware... Continue Reading →
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