Nov 20, 2014

Currently: November

This month's Currently report is in paragraph form because I'm not feeling the list style today. 

The month is November, the year 2014. It's cold today with a high of only 34 degrees. I had to wear a coat and a hat and a scarf and gloves on my walk to the Metro this morning (edit: yesterday morning. Today was a few degrees warmer). That usually doesn't happen until sometime in late December.

I'm obsessed with Taylor Swift's new album. I'm just now starting to get sick of Shake It Off, but the rest of the songs are still the usual companion to my commute (mixed in with a little A Very She & Him Christmas...I can't help myself). I still need to buy the Foo Fighter's new album but haven't gotten around to it yet.

My pants are feeling a little tight. And these are my biggest pants. So that's where I am with that.

I've been doing rather poorly on the cooking front. I usually get a dinner in place but lunches have been purchased in the cafeteria. Good for my diet (I almost always buy salads or something equally nutritious like a sweet potato), terrible for my wallet. Breakfast, at least, is steady. Oatmeal with cinnamon everyday unless I'm lucky enough to have a banana, too.

Workouts are sporatic and painful. I got back into yoga for a bit, but it's been two weeks since I've hit the mat. I really want to join a gym. I really, really want to get into gym classes. It's scary but so are heart attacks, sooo....

I'm reading a lot of books on my phone with the Oyster app, mostly fiction, lots of silly novels. I just got Breakfast at Tiffany's in the mail, my next book club read. I'm excited to read it and the fact that it's short means I might actually be able to join in the conversation at the next meeting.

I need to get up in the mornings. I am so, so, so, so bad about waking up early. I set my alarm for 5 am daily (with the goal of working out--- very super rarely happens) but I never get out of bed before 6. I never snooze, I just reset the alarm for 10, 15, 20 minutes later. I never used to be like this. Not sure what's up.

Sam is a gem. She really is. I'm a lucky woman. And, I don't want to brag or anything, but my marriage is a good one and I have a happy heart.

What else, what else? Oh! We're hosting a couple of friends for Thanksgiving. They're cooking some stuff and I'm cooking some stuff and then we're gonna cook some stuff together and then we're gonna eat it. So excited! I have a reason to set the table. That never happens!

The end.

Nov 13, 2014

Ways In Which I Am An Asshole

There are many, but I'll just tell you two so you still like me...uh, assuming that you do.


Facebook. I log on. I check my notifications. Every now and then Facebook feels the need to announce some birthdays to me via notification. I read the names. Sometimes I wish these folks a happy birthday and sometimes I think "Who the hell is that?"

I have a lot of Facebook friends. I'm not bragging. It's just because of school and then college and then college again and I was in a lot of extracurriculars. I met a lot of people in my 20s. Now I have, like, 5 friends, but that's a post for a different day (titled Someone Please Tell Me How To Make Friends as an Adult). Some long lost friends are fun to keep tabs on just because (you know the type) but other people are basically strangers to me now. I might have known them once upon a time but neither their impact nor mine was big enough to keep an acquaintanceship going. So I unfriend them. Yeah, ON THEIR BIRTHDAY. It's like "Oh, hey, happy birthday, BYE."

I realize this likely has no effect on them whatsoever, but the fact that it's become my habit to unfriend people on their birthday just makes me feel bad. Not bad enough to stop but bad enough to tell you about it.


I love my dogs. They're adorable. They're my babies. But I also hate them. They bark all of the fucking time and they roll in shit and they piss on my stuff and they make it difficult to go on longer-than-a-day trips with my wife. I have a few pictures of them up in my cubicle and whenever people remark my response is usually something along the lines of "Yeah, they're cute. I hate them, but they're cute." And then I feel bad.

Also, I prefer big dogs. I grew up with big dogs. But life happened and I ended up with not one, not two, but three chihuahuas, the smallest breed there is! That's plenty of dogs. Too many dogs, really. So here I am all "I can't wait to have a big dog!" knowing damn well that I can't have a big dog until I no longer have my little dogs (or at least less of them) which basically sounds like I am sitting around waiting for my dogs to die. Which is terrible because I love them like children.

But I also hate them.

Nov 10, 2014

Two Years

Two years ago today I married my girl. I remember looking at her as we stood in that tiny room listening to the officiant talk about...something, I'm sure...and thinking "This is it. This is for real. This is forever."

Well, two years in and I can tell you that it's very real, this marriage thing. And I wouldn't trade it or her for the world. I feel so fortunate to have found this marvelous creature to share my life with and so grateful that she wants to share her life with me, too.

I love you so much, Sam. Thank you for being you and thank you for loving me. 

“In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours.
In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.” 
 Maya Angelou 


Nov 7, 2014

Friday Five

5 Facts About The Above Photo
  1. This is the first thing I saw when I opened Pinterest and it made me really super giddy.
  2. I know it's early but I just don't care. Thanksgiving will have its day (and I'm roasting a turkey so it'll be a memorable one at that!), but Christmas is getting two months. Just be happy I waited until after Halloween.
  4. I haven't watched any Christmas movies yet, but I'm probably going to start tonight. #ErnestSavesChristmas
  5. Sam is going to hate me. Mwaahahahaaaa. #grinch
5 Things I Bought This Week
  1. A wood burning kit
  2. Wooden tags
  3. Felt balls
  4. New Foo Fighters music
  5. Old Christmas music
5 Things I’m Doing This Weekend
  1. Sleeping in (probably until 7 am if the dogs will allow it!)
  2. Painting ceramics
  3. Yoga
  4. A little wood burning project
  5. IKEA! Come at me, holiday collection.
5 Things I’ve Done Today
  1. Brushed my teeth
  2. Brushed my hair
  3. Brushed my shoulders off (dry shampoo, you know)
  4. Drank not enough but probably too much coffee
  5. Thought about whether I drink too much coffee and decided I don't care
5 Things I’m Looking Forward To Soon
  1. Friendsgiving! I'm making pie.
  2. Christmas crafting! I'm making everything.
  3. Christmas movies! I'm watching all of them, even the bad made-for-tv ones starring old 90210 stars.
  4. My second wedding anniversary on the 10th, awwwwwwww! Hearts.
  5. Christmas shopping! 

Nov 5, 2014

Window Seat

I flew to San Diego over the weekend to visit family and managed to snag my own aisle on the flight home! Pret-ty baller. This never happens so I totally geeked out and took a bunch of cloud pictures from the privacy of my 3-seat haven.

San Diego down below

I love how these clouds stopped right at the canyon edge.

Crop circles! 

Austin, TX

Somewhere over West Virginia, I think. 

And a plane selfie for good measure. While no one was looking, of course.

Nov 4, 2014



How much should I spend on a record player? Should I buy a legit one or a new model? Does it matter (other than aesthetically)? Okay, that's three questions. I've always wanted a record player and now I'm really ramping up my investigation because I want it in time to listen to holiday records while I do Christmasy things. The problem is I know nothing about them. At all. Help!


Why are people still posting blurry ass pictures to social media? I have a few internet friends who do and I'm so close to unfriending them because it drives me bonkers! I understand if it's due to a wiggly kid or pet, but your spaghetti dinner? That shouldn't be moving. If you're using Instagram or Snap Chat then you obviously have a smartphone and it obviously has a decent camera. Steady that hand before you snap away, girl. Sheesh.


This morning. I couldn't help myself.

Oct 29, 2014

Bucko's Big Visit

As a new teenager I was an irrepressible bitch. I didn't even bother with angst, I just moved right on to anger. One minute I'd be mad at someone for bothering me and the next I'd bitch them out for ignoring me. I'd blame it on the hormones, but then how would I explain Bucko?

Bucko, my newly teen-aged little sister, is not a bitch. Whereas no one in my family wanted to hang out with me as a young teen (my own grandmother told me she couldn't stand when I came over because of "the big ass chip" on my shoulder), everyone wants to hang out with Bucko. She's, like, the coolest kid ever. She's always been like that, very mature and easygoing. You can take her anywhere without hesitation because she's never been the kind of kid you can't stand.

We started planning Bucko's birthday surprise about a month before the big day. She'd only been to visit us down here in DC once, back in 2012 when we got married, so I thought she'd enjoy a parent-free trip to the big city before she turned the big 1-3. She was scooped up on a Friday evening by my sister, Robin, and her husband, Zack. Her bag had been secretly packed the night before and she was carted off without a single mention as to where they were headed. I thought she'd figure it out pretty quickly, but she fell asleep early on in the trip and awoke 4  hours later in front of our apartment. Either that or she feigned ignorance so as not to disappoint the adults. She's smart like that.

I pretty much forgot to take pictures all weekend, so I only have a few to share but the ones I did take do a great job of showcasing the wide range of facial expressions my family can pull off. It's impressive.

Saturday found us at Taste of DC, a street fair with cheap samples from a bunch of DC restaurants and food trucks, where we ate our fill of churros, vegan mac n' cheese (a crowd pleaser), collard greens, Cuban sandwiches, cornbread, cheesy empanadas, nachos, egg rolls, and whatever else didn't have an insanely long line (we're not patient people). 

Afterwards we meandered downtown for a while then took the train home to take care of the dogs and rest before heading back out to dinner at Matchbox Pizza (we take everyone and Bucko had never been!). 

When we got home I busted out the chocolate cake with peanut butter icing I make from scratch for the birthday girl. Everyone was full, though, so we saved it for breakfast the next day. Even better! Fun fact: I love chocolate, I love peanut butter, but I hate chocolate cake with peanut butter icing. Everyone else said it was good, though. 

 And that was Bucko's Big (Brief) Visit! 

Bonus photo: Bucko's always wanted to dye her hair with hair chalk, but had never gotten permission. So of course I bought her a pack and we striped her up good before sending her home on Sunday. It's what big sisters are for.