Would That I Could Live IN My Shoes

Wednesday, September 28th, 2011

I am one of those people who, when things pretty much SUCK ASS in a million creative ways, will open up Google and direct the browser to…shoes. Oh, shoes! You are like art and I am your loving patron. Too loving. Case in point, I spent an afternoon earlier this month looking for apartments. One [...]

State of the State of Thirty Something-dom

Monday, August 29th, 2011

Thirty….as in 30!…did not shape up to be my parent’s “30.” Unsurprisingly, so far neither has 31. Not that I’m complaining. Because I’m not. I mean, just check out the majestic 30 Something life I lead… The other day, someone asked me what I did over the weekend. After thinking long and hard (TWSS), I [...]

Girlfriend, Roommate, Boarder, or Squatter?

Monday, August 15th, 2011

Well then, let’s get to the topic at hand. There are perhaps no “right” words to write about what the last three months have brought to both of our lives. With or without meaning to, my boyfriend and I both placed expectations upon what living together would be- me, naïvely but in good faith, and he, apparently [...]

A Cacophony of Catastrophe

Friday, August 12th, 2011

A mosaic of misfortune. A bevy of bodily harm. Last Saturday was A DAY. A day from which I am still recovering and seeing a chiropractor. A day when I intended to *happily* squire my visiting brother and his girlfriend around Chicago and later see Fitz and the Tantrums at Schubas for their Lolla aftershow. [...]

Five Years

Sunday, July 31st, 2011

Five years. Last week, though (like the bad little blogger I’ve been lately) I only just realized, marked five years for me as a blogger. Reflecting on that time, both upon blogging and the content on which I write, I’ve experienced quite a bit of Life over those years… I fell in love. And out [...]

Nothing- Neither the Sublime, Nor the Harrowing- is Permanent

Wednesday, June 29th, 2011

Sometimes, the reminder you need is subtlety waiting at the end of the block in that boarded up storefront you’ve passed by for six years… It has not escaped my notice that I still have not written about moving in with my boyfriend; about the move itself, the changes that living together has brought (or not [...]

Catching My Breath

Thursday, June 9th, 2011

Yesterday afternoon, I realized I had put on and was wearing my underwear inside out…for the second time this week. To say I’m a bit distracted, a bit stressed, even a bit overwhelmed might come close to describing the tornado of activity and change I’ve experienced in the past two months. Might. Packing, packing, and more packing of [...]