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 [...]

Pay It Forward Postcarding

Friday, April 30th, 2010

I got the idea from reading Alice Steinbach’s Without Reservations, which I very much enjoyed and would recommend. So, six weeks ago I sat down with a croissant, a café au lait, and a pen and I wrote. I wanted to capture the moment, the little and the great, the feeling of being there if only [...]

Little Shop of Tortures

Friday, April 9th, 2010

Before I went on my beach vacation a few weeks ago, I thought I’d try something new. I’d get my legs waxed. Like most women, I hate shaving my legs. I hate it for a lot of reasons, but mainly because I wake up really early to get ready and commute 90 minutes to work, [...]

Change of Lat[t]itude

Friday, March 26th, 2010

I broke away from the tourist trap photo line to the entrance fee counter and customs, then whisked over to baggage claim where my suitcase was the third onto the conveyer belt, and finally plowed through the flurry of men grabbing at my paperwork and bag in an attempt to gain a tip or a [...]

No Brain Cells Were Injured* in the Writing of This Post

Wednesday, March 17th, 2010

Vacation is imminent (2 days!) and yet work is as crazy as ever and my immune system has succumb to whatever late winter/ early spring ass hattery sinus contagion I must have encountered on public transportation. And as an added bonus, I haven’t been able to eat solid foods for two weeks thanks to my unholy [...]

Punta Cana, Part 2

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

Remember this? And this? And this too? This is where I’ll be, topless and tanning, INSTEAD of playing baby games at that bullshit “Couple’s Shower.“  Oopsie. I’m sure that will go over real well.  Sixteen days and counting!

Damn The Man

Thursday, February 25th, 2010

Each morning, I stand at the bus stop. Twenty minutes later, when the bus finally arrives, I board and a sea of black greets me. Black wool pea coats and puffer down jackets. Black berets and black gloves. Black dress shoes and ballet flats and knee high boots in black tights. Black trouser pants and [...]