February 2012
8 posts
I am legitimately discounting potential homes because the backyard isn’t big/good enough for Scout.
So, basically, I’m looking to buy a several hundred thousand dollar dog park for my lone 30lb border collie.
Maybe I should attempt to come back as a dog in my next life?
I haven’t posted about it much, mainly due to pure laziness, but Bren and I have been house hunting for about a month now.
I like to consider myself relatively non-judgmental and easy going, but, you guys, the state of cleanliness and disarray in some of these houses is obscene. I’ve been shocked. Admittedly, I’m a natural clutter-er and not the greatest at maintaining a neat...
Today has been a near perfect mental heath day.
I slept late, probably 10-11 hours total for the night, and awoke to slatted sunlight dancing across the covers. That’s one of my favorite things, those slivers of dancing light that come through the blinds. Instant smile.
Leisurely breakfast and intermittent grazing throughout the day. Gobs of rasberries consumed after an impromptu trip to...
“We have a government that says it’s okay to eat Twinkies and Cocoa Puffs and...”
– From sustainable farmer Joel Salatin. Quote captured by Amy Eddings on WNYC Culture blog. (via newanddifferentsun)
something I think about a lot. it sure is crazy, isn’t it?
(via my-little-kumquat)
Interesting point.
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My first google of the day is, “has the meatball sub from Subway been discontinued?”
I’ve never had a meatball sub. It’s also 10am.
I’m sensing impending failure re: my goal of eating vegan at lunch.
Hey-o internet, it’s been awhile. This space has been dormant the last week or so, which one would think means the rest of my life is on track, but no, I’m behind in everything else as well. Clean dishes have been in the dishwasher for a week. Clean laundry unfolded in laundry baskets.
I’m one of those people that when I’m behind in everything and staring over literal and...
January 2012
30 posts
Devastating start to the week. My family is broken.
My best friend’s sister was killed in a car accident this weekend. She was 19. They are my second family. They are the most amazing people. This isn’t right. This isn’t fair. She was too young.
Send positive thoughts to them. Everything you’ve got. Send them.
And give your sibling, your mom, your dad, your spouse,...
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Brendan and I took Scout to the dog park this morning. There were a decent number of dogs with their owners, and one owner in particular, brought both her dog and her 6 year old daughter. Her 6 year old terror demon child daughter.
This little girl had one of those tennis ball throwing devices that are sort of like a stick attached to a ball, which I assume allows one to throw the ball a greater...
umcanyounot asked: Dear Bridget: I stalked your blog last week maybe and I realized that I have been following you from the very beginning of your Tumblring and that made me super happy. I will be here til the end. Creepily yours, Ash
I was just in super exciting important meeting land and someone said “step by step” in some sort of business context.
I spent the rest of the meeting singing the Step-by-Step theme song, trying to remember the actor who played the dad (Patrick Duffy!), and reminiscing about the exploits of Dana, Karen, and the cute, tomboyish youngest sister (forget her name). Does anyone else...
I ate the Oh She Glows (I’m on my phone, sorry for no link) detox salad for lunch today. Or should I say, the adjusted due to me being too lazy to pick up all the ingredients version.
It was very…vegetable-y…
To be fair, it’s not bad, and I think I’m underwhelmed because I left out some obviously key ingredients. I didn’t add the currants, raisins, or syrup....
Bren popped popcorn and made me an old-fashioned sarsaparilla float.
I put on a 10 year old emo CD and white-girl spin-danced around the house.
I feel better.
Also, thanks for all the advice. Imma start kicking ass and taking names tomorrow.
In which I act like a small child. Sorry.
I received a medical bill today for a routine pap smear from my yearly (sorry dudes). I called, smug, because I know my insurance plan covers routine and annual preventative care. ”I’m sorry, while your doctor is in network, the lab they sent your tests to to is not.” Huh? Sweet, bu-bye $100 bones.
Let’s add that to the $200...
My company offers a slew of online classes ranging from those that are applicable towards college credit and/or certifications to soft skills.
I had a relatively difficult technical course set as part of my curriculum but I decided to start with some simpler soft skill classes to first learn the online program/software.
I seriously cannot pass the “easy” Time Management class. That...
Anonymous asked: So how bout I saw that mug a few days ago and put it in my "things to consider for the Tumblr buddy" file. Glad to know I'm on the right track.
Are there tank tops/camis that do not ride up and become belly shirts? It’s awkward to reach under sweaters and yank down in an office environment. Mine are probably 5 yrs old and from Express.
Side note: I’m full of unimportant, random questions - little to no substance flowing out of my brain this week.
“If there is such a thing as marriage, it takes place long before the ceremony;...”
– Simon Van Booy (via anatomyalice)
So is “edible” really the word we want to come to mind when selecting a fragrance? I passed a woman in the hall this morning who smelled undeniably like cupcakes. And it had that chemically altered sweetness that signifies that she has not in fact spent the last 18 hrs slaving away in the kitchen, but instead used something artificial.
Now, there are MUCH worse things that someone...
I need new work music. Something on the mellow end, otherwise I bounce around and can’t concentrate.
I’m an indie/alternative sort. My fave work music CDs are Angus & Julia Stone, the Into the Wild soundtrack, and My Morning Jacket.
Come on Tumblr, work your magic. Please.
December 2011
29 posts
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
and next year’s words...”
– T.S. Eliot (via irishmexi)
Happy New Year!
Two similar events have taken place today.
During a work review, my highest rated attribute (not sure whether this should worry me, ha) is my positive attitude and overall bright, sunny disposition.
At lunch, the Subway guy said I was his favorite customer because I’m always so happy and smiley.
I’ve always tried to be a glass half full person, but I can say with 100% certainty...
Neff says:: Prayer/good vibe requests →
neffsays:
1. My awesome neighbor Stan. You know, the one always doing nice things for me? I saw his wife on Monday and she told me he’s been in the hospital since the week before Christmas with a heart condition. He’s 77 and the cookies I left on their doorstep Monday night still haven’t moved. I’m worried.
I second all these, especially Baby Brenna as this one hits close to home. Her...
I have a distinct memory from when I was a little girl of making a pact with my best friend that we would only ever want and ask for toys for Christmas.
I’m pretty sure the pact stemmed from one of us receiving a shirt instead of a new Polly Pocket as a gift from our parents. The horror!
Last night, the memory of our pact came flooding back as I gleefully spent Christmas gift card money...
I am one of the few working today and have spent the past 2 hours checking email, tumblr, news sites, gossip sites, and staring. An uncomfortable amount of staring.
A dangerous quantity of edible gifts are sitting on my desk.
I’m cradling a box of Chex mix like a small child. I imagine I look like Gollum from LOTR when he (it?) is hoarding away the ring. Only I have hair. And clothing....
I have spent the past 15 minutes watching YouTube videos of soldiers coming home and surprising their families because I am a masochist.
I sincerely hope no one comes by my cube for the remainder of the day.
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You know when the holidays stress me out?
When friends whom I didn’t buy things for buy me things. I realize said friends are giving a gift out of the kindness of their heart. But still, argh, I feel like a tool. This always happens to me 1-2 time per holiday season.
Second worse part. Surprising me with said gift. Give me an “oh, we were thinking about dropping by your house to...
You know those people who sigh emphatically or loudly exclaim (without context) at their workstations purely to incite others to ask them what’s up/what’s wrong?
I WANT TO DROP-KICK SAID PEOPLE.
Every so often is fine. A billion times a day is not.
I ignore out of spite, but I’m inwardly chucking push-pins at them.
