December 2010
31 posts
Beware of (and please excuse) the cliches, but these are the Top 10 Things I Learned in 2010.
10. Wine at lunch isn’t just for Europeans. It’s for people who don’t like waiting on good things.
9. Age really is just a number. Sure, 28 sounds old to college kids and Hugh Hefner, but 28 feels like you’ve got your whole life in front of you—and you do.
8. There is absolutely...
Epic Brilliance.
washingtonpoststyle:
Oh look, it is the response we dream of composing to every single annoying email ever.
(via Deadspin)
In 1974, a Cleveland resident penned a litigation-threatening letter to the owner of the Browns:
The team’s attorney responded with this:
This is pretty much the best thing I’ve ever read.
Pockets so deep it's like my money gotta swim...
- Lil Wayne
It’s like he’s just making my New Year’s resolutions for me.
The Mouse Bush
Possibly my favorite moment over the holidays occurred on Christmas Eve. It was mid afternoon and I was curled up on the sofa with a book when my brother, Everett, called to me from the front hall. He was pointing out the window onto the front walk where a cute little mouse was sitting, enjoying the afternoon sun.
I thought it was adorable. But my mom hates mice more than anything else on earth....
In honor of 2010 coming to a close, I’ve decided to do a few Top 10 lists for the year. This is totally self-indulgent-I-should-really-write-this-in-a-journal kind of stuff, but whatever. For my first list, I’m naming my Top 10 favorite foods/meals/dishes that I ate somewhere other than Charlotte this year. I’m making the “no Charlotte” caveat because by profession I...
Last night I went to a Christmas service at my church. It was beautiful. There were flickering candles and chubby-cheeked babies dressed in red and green and afterward there was hot chocolate and sugar cookies. I don’t talk much about God on here. This blog is for things that can be explained simply and for amusement. He doesn’t fit under either of those categories. This time of year...
Update on Rosie Procreating in 2010:
Nothing. Nada. No go.
Lots of going through the motions, but there’s no puppy making happening so far.
On the other hand, I haven’t slept in days because each night, Rosie whines and paces in my room while Creamer yelps from the guest room. I tried putting them both in the guest room, but then Rosie yelped to be back in my room. So I tried...
"It's not infertility if he doesn't get it in."
This morning at work I’m getting a sex ed class apparently. All in reference to my dachshund obviously. Who, by the way, despite hours on end of humping, hasn’t actually completed the act necessary for puppies. I was concerned about infertility. But it’s looking like it could just be a lack of sex drive. My married co-worker pointed out that all Rosie has to do is lay...
So one of my very best (and most talented) friends, Emily, is doing a Christmas giveaway on her blog.
Em makes seriously cute aprons and potholders. She hand makes each one and they’re all vintagey and colorful—and as a proud owner of two aprons and one pot holder, I can say that they work very well. Anyway, you should enter her contest. Or, at the very least, check out her blog and her...
I ran a half marathon on Saturday. It was my first. And, as running has never been my thing, it was a pretty big deal for me. I thought about describing how the race went, but I think that might be boring because the race was essentially just me thinking over and over again “this is hard. keep going. this is hard. keep going. this is hard. keep going.” for thirteen miles. So, instead,...
“And, so do you tell your students to ‘always keep your bottom out?’”
– I can hear one of our interns on the phone fact checking the story I did on pole dancing. And it’s awesome.
“And once you live a good story, you get a taste for a kind of meaning in life,...”
– A Million Miles in a Thousand Years by Donald Miller (via betwixt-and-between)
One of my favorite quotes in one of my favorite books by one of my favorite authors.
I haven’t really blogged in a few days. This is partially due to life being whoa-holy-crap-crazy-busy and partially due to Tumblr struggling so much I gave some serious thought to really taking it back and just journaling my thoughts on cave walls. Or something. Anyway, I can only imagine that the internet is pretty much falling apart without me. After all, it’s a known fact that...
“These days, women’s twenties are as free and fabulous as they can be, a time of...”
– Vanessa Grigoriadis, New York magazine