In considering some yearly goals, I may have gotten a little overambitious with the monthly ones. But I must say, I really like making monthly lists… and posting them seems to hold me at least semi-accountable for them.
- update portfolio
- make lofty photobloglistwebsiteetc-ish goal more achievable
- budget for yoga (time and $)
- find a 10k, start a training schedule
- work on 30/30 list
- pay a visit to h&r block to learn about contractor taxes
- do an electronic purge- rss reader, email listserves, facebook, iphone apps
- keep a log of ‘free time’ activities (in an effort to see where it all goes)
- complete 5 of keri smith’s ‘100 ideas‘
- GO TO BED
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Although we disagree on politics, religion, and healthcare, that somehow doesn’t break a bond with old friends. We’ve gone to countless college football games together, but this year they totally surprised me with a Steelers ticket. So, we bundled up, grabbed our terrible towels, and headed to Pittsburgh for our first NFL game- and an awesome time (The Steelers won in thrilling fashion, 23-20).
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In a household of two, your mom becomes less like a mom and more like a friend. You have to. You’re in it together.
Although it hurts and kinda bums me out sometimes, I’ve chosen a big-city life that happens to be far from her small-town life, and she understands that. That doesn’t make it easy, but she gets it, she accepts it. She didn’t have the opportunities I’ve been lucky to have, and she has always, always wanted the best for me, believed in me, trusted me.
She’s taught me a lot of things in my 28 years, and I can only hope to learn her selflessness too.
She picked me up at the airport, as always, and, as always, we babbled all the way home as if we saw each other yesterday. We stopped at the-halfway-point-Sheetz for coffee, as always, and hurried to make it to midnight mass. Luckily, even if you arrive at 12:30, the doors remain open, the light burning bright.
The first weekend of the year was, well, exhausting and kinda productive. Luckily it was tacked onto the end of a relaxing holiday in PA, and I still had a few days at home before having to go back to work. A vacation after a vacation = always necessary.
I woke up super early on New Years eve and drove to the airport in a snowstorm with my dad, first stopping by for a brief breakfast visit with my friend Amy. Meeting up with her before my return flight is turning into a great tradition. After a pretty hellish day of travel (PIT to DEN to PHX to LAX- please remind me NOT to even consider three-leg trips in the future- what was I thinking?!), I finally got back to LA and shed my winter coat. We had plans to go out with some friends, but after I showered and sat down for a minute, I could barely keep my eyes open. Champagne toasts and cuddling wasn’t such a bad way to ring in a new decade.
On New Years Day we on the watched the Capital One Bowl (Penn State v. LSU, PSU wins with a late field goal 19-17) and hung out with Nathan and Jackie. They told us all about their wedding a few days earlier, and we were really sad we couldn’t be there to share it with them. Looking forward to the after party they’re hoping to have in the summer.
Then, it all began with new socks. George pulled out his sock drawer and started tossing old worn ones. I pulled out my sock drawer and began sifting. Opened the underwear drawer. More tossing. Before we knew it, we were both knee deep in clothes, shoes, and other random crap that that we were ready to part with.
Before we knew it, we had cleaned out and re-organized our whole closet and started on the storage closet and the kitchen cupboards. By weekend’s end, we were so stoked to have a very clean, very pared-down, very organized apartment. G is an incredible force in parting with things, the perfect match to my usual packrat self. We wholeheartedly agreed that it was a fabulous way to start the new year… we may have created a new tradition!
Other weekendings included de-decorating the tree (sad), going for a run, and christening our new dutch oven with lucky pork & sauerkraut- a Pennsylvania Dutch tradition.
Here’s to a Happy New Year!
I woke at 4am, ready for a long day of travel to make it home for the holidays. I ran into a snag at the airport, leaving me stranded for hours before finally taking off at noon for the east coast. Although I was anxious to get going, I embraced the built-in free time knitting, exploring, photographing, and people-watching as the ebb and flow of departures and arrivals carried on around me.
I thought briefly about adding this book to my own collection, but then thought it was better served reminding as many people as it could.