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Stuff I Can't Make Up
RING RING RING. Mom: Hello? Me: Hey Mom, it’s me, I have a question. Mom. Hello. Yes, your Great-Aunt Kate died yesterday. Me: Um, what? THAT WASN’T MY QUESTION. Mom: I thought you probably saw the obituary come through at work. Me: Um, not working today, so no, didn’t see it. Mom: Oh. Well, she [...]
LOVE
Makeshift bookmarks. Trader Joe’s silver dollar-size chocolate chip cookies. Walking past strangers who smell good. The first autumn breezes on an August day. Reading whole books in an afternoon. How my mom always leaves messages that start, “Andrea. It’s your mother.” Falling asleep to Time-Life infomercials (I have the BEST dreams then). I’ll save the [...]
Three
1. My napkin looked like a chicken. 2. Ambiance is always nice. 3. I like catching my friends in candid moments (that finger pointing was not planned). Le sigh. I’ve been a total blog slacker. Bear with me. I’ve have tons to say.
Sunday Happy Sunday
In case I haven’t mentioned it, Sunday is a really great day when you’re no longer going to school. It’s especially great when you don’t have to work on Mondays (though that does mean working on Saturdays, a drawback). Today I spend mine at the museum (pictures tomorrow), catching up on Lost and eating snacks [...]
That Summer Haze
I was going to take a picture of myself today in the dress and sweater I wore today with my bangs exactly the way I wanted them, but five seconds after I got home, I was mysteriously in my pajamas. Yes, its been one of those days. Or weeks. Not really bad, just boring and [...]
You Get Hitched, I'll Celebrate
On Saturday, my friend Becky got married (no, not the same one from June). It was a sweet, short ceremony (Sorry Catholics, Presbyterians do it right) and a gorgeous, fantastic reception. The food, the booze, the singing, the dancing, the people– all the best. I was talking to one of her friends from grade school. [...]
The Wanting Comes In Waves
I didn’t mean to go two days without blogging but sometimes after a really amazing weekend, one needs to sleep. Sorry Jenny, seeing you on my b-day was great, but the Decemberists show on Friday was one of the best shows I’ve seen in a long time. I was totally blown away. With their gloomy [...]
The Hazards of Love
Going to see The Decemberists tonight. Happy Friday!
Peace, Love and Apathy
There are tributes all over the place this week for the 40th anniversary of Woodstock. I really could not care less. This wouldn’t be noteworthy if I wasn’t obsessed with Woodstock and the ’60s well into college. And now, it’s nothing. I’m not really sure how it started (I suspect the movie Forrest Gump), but [...]
One True Sentence
“… Sometimes when I was started on a new story and I could not get going, I would sit in front of the fire and squeeze the peel of the little oranges into the edge of the flame and watch the sputter of the blue that they made. I would stand and look over the [...]
