I broke no less than three nails on my trip back from San Diego today. A sign I need to up my calcium intake, or perhaps my body's way of telling me where it wants to stay?
Camomflage
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Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
The Vacation of Ugly Shoes
My Christmas break started with a trek up to Seattle. Luckily, I got into Seattle the day before the big snowstorm hit which closed down SeaTac. I actually spent two days in Seattle on my own before making my way over to PA. It was quite fun actually. I got a great deal on this cool, bourgie hotel on priceline. I spent my time wandering around the shopping district and caught two flicks (Nothing like Holidays-ok; Slumdog Millionaire-Awesome). Seattle was super pretty with all the snow. One of the nights while I was out walking around it started to come down pretty hard and they actually started shutting places down early, so it was a very peaceful walk back to the hotel in the white, near deserted Seattle streets.
The next day everything was still shut down and I had to get to the Greyhound station in order to catch a shuttle over to PA. Taxis were scarce, but luckily I was able to hail one down and we made the slip-slidey trek over to the Grehound station where I promptly got out of the cab and slipped on my butt. Gotta love that ice! Then came the scary part of my trek.
The Greyhound station wasn't running any buses in or out that day and so the place was full of people camped out on the floors. So, maybe I over-packed a little for my trip and was lugging a rolley suitcase, backpack, purse, and laptop. A nice older guy offered me a seat next to him and proceeded to talk my ear off for the next two years. It was probably a good thing b/c it kept me distracted. It's hard to describe, but the mood of the place was really unsettling. It seemed like the perfect set-up for being either shanked, mugged, or both. Everyone was disgruntled and didn't have the means to find another mode of transportation or a place to stay. Luckily, I ran into a few other people who were taking my same shuttle and we spent the last half hour waiting outside to make sure we didn't miss it. In reading the newspaper later, I found out that those poor people were stuck there for like three days.
Made it to PA without much fanfare. The vacation was pretty low key. We had a tremendous amount of snow out at the lake and spent most of the time indoors, which meant a whole lot of Ugg boot wearing for me. I even ventured out of the house in these horrible fuzzy-lined clogs b/c they were so cozy and I could get away without wearing any socks. They were my version of winter flip-flops.
I didn't get nearly as much reading done as I had hoped (the fun kind, of course I wasn't dissertating). I did manage to get some job application stuff put together though. I also read just about every fashion mag I could get my hands on and am now up-to-date on all of spring's hot trends (so, hit me up if you are needing any tips...no, Uggs and fuzzylined clogs were nowhere to be seen in the Spring line-up). Watched the entire season of Entourage and got hooked on "It's always sunny in Philadelphia" which in a review I read was compared to Seinfeld on crack.
All in all it was very relaxing. Now, I'm back in the LBK with all my job apps sent off, dissertating like crazy (at least for the rest of the week until I jet off to San Diego for Dan's wedding, a belated 30th bday celebration for Michelle, and a fun day with my little bro). :]
The next day everything was still shut down and I had to get to the Greyhound station in order to catch a shuttle over to PA. Taxis were scarce, but luckily I was able to hail one down and we made the slip-slidey trek over to the Grehound station where I promptly got out of the cab and slipped on my butt. Gotta love that ice! Then came the scary part of my trek.
The Greyhound station wasn't running any buses in or out that day and so the place was full of people camped out on the floors. So, maybe I over-packed a little for my trip and was lugging a rolley suitcase, backpack, purse, and laptop. A nice older guy offered me a seat next to him and proceeded to talk my ear off for the next two years. It was probably a good thing b/c it kept me distracted. It's hard to describe, but the mood of the place was really unsettling. It seemed like the perfect set-up for being either shanked, mugged, or both. Everyone was disgruntled and didn't have the means to find another mode of transportation or a place to stay. Luckily, I ran into a few other people who were taking my same shuttle and we spent the last half hour waiting outside to make sure we didn't miss it. In reading the newspaper later, I found out that those poor people were stuck there for like three days.
Made it to PA without much fanfare. The vacation was pretty low key. We had a tremendous amount of snow out at the lake and spent most of the time indoors, which meant a whole lot of Ugg boot wearing for me. I even ventured out of the house in these horrible fuzzy-lined clogs b/c they were so cozy and I could get away without wearing any socks. They were my version of winter flip-flops.
I didn't get nearly as much reading done as I had hoped (the fun kind, of course I wasn't dissertating). I did manage to get some job application stuff put together though. I also read just about every fashion mag I could get my hands on and am now up-to-date on all of spring's hot trends (so, hit me up if you are needing any tips...no, Uggs and fuzzylined clogs were nowhere to be seen in the Spring line-up). Watched the entire season of Entourage and got hooked on "It's always sunny in Philadelphia" which in a review I read was compared to Seinfeld on crack.
All in all it was very relaxing. Now, I'm back in the LBK with all my job apps sent off, dissertating like crazy (at least for the rest of the week until I jet off to San Diego for Dan's wedding, a belated 30th bday celebration for Michelle, and a fun day with my little bro). :]
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
My favorite local rugrat..
..is in a competition for cutest baby photo. If Kate's picture wins, her cool parents Mike and Amanda get a a big ol' canvas photo of her.
Baby Kate is #14 (black and white close up of an adorable baby in a hoodie). You can vote @ Danae Hutson
Baby Kate is #14 (black and white close up of an adorable baby in a hoodie). You can vote @ Danae Hutson
Kate says, "Pretty please with a cherry on top?!"
Friday, December 26, 2008
Be careful what you wish for...
In a staff meeting before the holidays the question was posed, "What is one wish you have for Christmas?". Well I said to have a White Christmas and that's exactly what I got! I'm up in WA for the holiday with my mom and brother. The snow has been beautiful, especially out at the lake, but there's so much of it. I've finally started to brave driving into town on my own as it's melting and it's nice to get out of the house.
Tonight I'm getting together with some high school friends for Karaoke at Reggie's Tavern. It's a total dive and my brother and his crew might make an appearance as well. Should be good times!
Tonight I'm getting together with some high school friends for Karaoke at Reggie's Tavern. It's a total dive and my brother and his crew might make an appearance as well. Should be good times!
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Christmas Wishes
Dear Santa,
I keep seeing commercials for the Snuggie and I really want one. I can't tell you how frustrated I get when I have to extract my hand from its warm resting spot under my blanket to answer my phone. On top of that, I really want to look like a Jedi Knight while lounging around my house and think the Snuggie will help me make this dream a reality. I really hope you can work around any copyright issues (I assume that something as genius as a snuggie is copyrighted) and have your elves whip me up a nice knock off.
Thanks for all you do and for your dedication in hiring the disenfranchised. Ever since Ozzy Osbourned stopped touring, little people have had a really hard time finding work. I doubt it will end anytime soon as there are no immediate plans for a sequel to Willow.
With thoughts of gingerbread men....
Stephanie
I keep seeing commercials for the Snuggie and I really want one. I can't tell you how frustrated I get when I have to extract my hand from its warm resting spot under my blanket to answer my phone. On top of that, I really want to look like a Jedi Knight while lounging around my house and think the Snuggie will help me make this dream a reality. I really hope you can work around any copyright issues (I assume that something as genius as a snuggie is copyrighted) and have your elves whip me up a nice knock off.
Thanks for all you do and for your dedication in hiring the disenfranchised. Ever since Ozzy Osbourned stopped touring, little people have had a really hard time finding work. I doubt it will end anytime soon as there are no immediate plans for a sequel to Willow.
With thoughts of gingerbread men....
Stephanie
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Fit to be Fried
Friday night started out with a long overdue trip to the Cracker Barrel for Fish Fry Friday with Mike, Amanda, and Baby Kate (we missed you Bran!).
Then it was on to the second round of action. See when you are single you can hang with your married friends early and then cruise out to the single scene later. This way I get the best of both worlds and the marrieds don't fall asleep on me as I'm hitting my second wind.
The second round that night consisted of a house party at another friend's place. She had a great fire going, some good cider, and one fella set the mood with some acoustic guitar playing. Then came the reason for this post: they busted out "I love the 80's: trivia". Teams were randomly assigned and of course my teamed smoked the competition. I fear that again people won't want to play b/c we whooped them so bad. In all honesty, I was more of a support player this go round, but did help out by knowing the first names of the infamous Menendez brothers, some random facts about Reeboks and The Facts of Life, and was able to sing the Different Strokes theme song.
There were cries of our team being stacked, to which we replied it couldn't be since it was random.
That little exchange led to what I believe is the best name for a quiz team ever: "Randomly Stacked". I will so be using that in the future, hopefully in a venue that allows me to pad my pockets a little bit.
Then it was on to the second round of action. See when you are single you can hang with your married friends early and then cruise out to the single scene later. This way I get the best of both worlds and the marrieds don't fall asleep on me as I'm hitting my second wind.
The second round that night consisted of a house party at another friend's place. She had a great fire going, some good cider, and one fella set the mood with some acoustic guitar playing. Then came the reason for this post: they busted out "I love the 80's: trivia". Teams were randomly assigned and of course my teamed smoked the competition. I fear that again people won't want to play b/c we whooped them so bad. In all honesty, I was more of a support player this go round, but did help out by knowing the first names of the infamous Menendez brothers, some random facts about Reeboks and The Facts of Life, and was able to sing the Different Strokes theme song.
There were cries of our team being stacked, to which we replied it couldn't be since it was random.
That little exchange led to what I believe is the best name for a quiz team ever: "Randomly Stacked". I will so be using that in the future, hopefully in a venue that allows me to pad my pockets a little bit.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
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