There are many points on which I feel like I’ve never lined up with what a “normal girl” should like: I thought planning my wedding was basically no fun at all, I like my steaks super bloody (almost rare) and of the extra-large variety, and I put off shopping for new shoes as long as …
The Current State of my Mind
I had three different post ideas for tonight (depending on my mood), and considering that I just got home around 8 PM, I’m in no mind for any of them. My mind has been buzzing with strange images that look much like the one above–visions of students yapping and jumping and shrieking and laughing and …
Goodbye Summer Version of Myself
Goodbye, summer Torrie. I’m sure Matt appreciated you while you were here. Goodbye to the me that: *didn’t care if her hair was pulled back more days than not *always felt like she had plenty of time for everything *took morning runs *learned to be okay with wearing less makeup *took naps whenever she read too long …
How Does This Always Happen?
It’s August 1st, and I have only a few weeks left of summer before I head back to my new batch of 7th graders. I feel like I haven’t done hardly anything I wanted to do this summer. How does this always happen to me? (Side note: you know what else always happens to …
Come Home Already
Dear Partner in Crime: Please come home from this scout camp already. I’m tired of making food just for myself and not having anyone else to be impressed with it. I’m tired of rolling over in the night and not having any covers to steal or any face to (accidentally) smack. I’m tired of going …
Doomsday
Well, folks—doomsday is upon us. Google Reader shuts down tomorrow, and unless you find another way to follow me…this is probably goodbye. *tear* Just kidding. I’m guessing that if you want, you’ll still find other ways to sneakily stalk me, but just in case you want your stalking to be as easy as possible and …
I Wish I Could Pin Down When This Problem Started
Every day I take a jaunt that looks a bit like anticipation, forced calm, secret smiles, and a heart clenched with potential despair = My walk to the mailbox. I don’t know of anyone who is more obsessed with the mail than I am–who else do you know that memorizes when the mail carrier comes, …
In Which We Take a Bajillion Pictures in 2 Days
These first 48 hours since getting Herb have been a whirlwind–I find myself constantly paranoid that I’m going to drop him or that he’s going to get stolen somehow. I also literally could not fall asleep the night we got him because my brain was too busy brainstorming all the good times ahead (and because …