Tag: Susan
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Family, friends, yoga = a day of bliss
A few weeks ago, Stacey and Meghan and I decided to check out a new yoga studio. Called PlanBreathe and located in Plaza Midwood, it’s a tiny brick building tucked among homes, and you might miss it if you don’t know where to look. If you find your way there, however, you’ll be glad you…
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Say yes, 2012 (hot yoga, pink hair, rock climbing)
So, it’s almost February, and I’ve finally decided on my New Year’s resolution. And I want you to do it with me. More about that at the end, but be ready, my friends. I had a little bit of an idea about what I wanted it to be in my head, and I’ve been kind…
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Nothing good ever happens after midnight
My mom used to say that all the time. I completely disagree. In fact, plenty of good happens after midnight: – The best parties don’t even start until then. – The likelihood you’ll get dinner and a show at an all-night diner certainly increases (I’m thinking of a specific instance that involved Waffle House and someone…
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I’m edgy, impulsive, self-centered and an instigator. What are you?
When I was a child, I would read anything I could get my hands on. Cereal boxes, newspapers, whatever was lying around. And as the horoscopes were always near the comics, I would usually end up reading what the stars had in store for me long before I understood what any of it actually meant.…
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Scene of the crime (of course I returned!)
Do you recognize this? Yeah, I didn’t either. That’s because the last time I was at the Diamond Restaurant, I didn’t even get to the part where a menu was handed to me. Instead, I decided to entertain the restaurant with my lovely fainting episode which landed me in the hospital for three days. That…
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‘like peeing in your pants’
Ah, I turn twenty-thirteen today. Love being in my 20s. I was going to write a post going on and on about how wonderful all those in my life are (yes, I am talking about you!) but I have been doing that a lot lately. Instead I’ll show you some of my super-cool presents. Pampering…
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The post in which I show you my smashed-up face
So, we left off yesterday when I realized I fainted and I was tasting blood when I talked. Not a good feeling. As things started to come into focus I realized it was Jeff who I’d asked if I fainted. And there was another guy next to me asking me questions that seemed very official.…
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Wanted: Hush puppies, macaroni and cheese. Ate: asphalt
Ok, so I’ve been going on about this for about a week now on Twitter and Facebook, but I wanted to tell you all exactly what happened to me a week and a half ago. It was a typical Friday night. At least, that’s what I thought as I tore apart my closet trying to…
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Wanted: Hush puppies, macaroni and cheese. Ate: asphalt
Ok, so I’ve been going on about this for about a week now on Twitter and Facebook, but I wanted to tell you all exactly what happened to me a week and a half ago. It was a typical Friday night. At least, that’s what I thought as I tore apart my closet trying to…
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Make your friends accountable for your productivitity. It works.
As an update to my to-do list post, I am feeling very productive and accomplished, especially considering I have been fighting a chest cold for almost 2 weeks now (yes, I’m going to the doctor today.) Just so I can pat myself on the back before deleting it all and making a new list: …
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Coffee, conversation and procrastination fees
It all started with an incorrect passport and not-so-good health insurance. Last week as Susan and I had coffee, and then beers when the coffeeshop closed (yes, she’s one of those can-talk-for-hours-together friends), we discussed to-do items. Namely, the type of to-do items that nag away at us and we stress about them far longer…
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The stuff they don’t tell you
Ok, I’m sure that’s not true – runners will talk about anything and everything. But I’ll tell you the unexpected stuff I faced during the Thunder Road Marathon (and training for said marathon.) First, the blood. Yes, blood. Okay, not a lot of blood. But when I got back to the hotel room after the…
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An end of an era
Today, I will admit I am a bit sad. One of my closest friends, my partner in crime on many occasions, is stopping by my house to pick up some of her things before she moves to Cincinnati this weekend. Things she left during craft days and bicycle days and writing days and painting days.…
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An end of an era
Today, I will admit I am a bit sad. One of my closest friends, my partner in crime on many occasions, is stopping by my house to pick up some of her things before she moves to Cincinnati this weekend. Things she left during craft days and bicycle days and writing days and painting days.…
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Just another Monday night at the strip club …
My reasons for never having been to a strip club never had anything to do with upstanding morals or judgments or values. Nope. The reason I’d never been to a strip club is it seems like every time it came up as a possibility – someone in my group (always a female) would shoot down…
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Just another Monday night at the strip club …
My reasons for never having been to a strip club never had anything to do with upstanding morals or judgments or values. Nope. The reason I’d never been to a strip club is it seems like every time it came up as a possibility – someone in my group (always a female) would shoot down…
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On bad public bathrooms
My brother decided to start an enlightening discussion on his blog recently about memorable places to, uhm, do your business. You can read all about that here if you want. As you will see in the comments, it got me thinking not about what goes on so much in the bathrooms but about the bathrooms…
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Life, going down the right tube
This is by no means meant to be a synopsis of my year – in fact, I’m leaving out some of the biggest stuff on purpose. Just a few random tidbits about time and how we choose to pass it. Thoughts on 2008: – In February I decided to chop my hair off and go…
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Four Meme
Amy tagged me for a meme and I’ve been awful on blogging this holiday season … so here’s a start to 2009! Four places I go over and over again: Peak Fitness Starbucks Harris Teeter Borders Four people who mail me regularly: Chris Michael Amy Colleen Four of my favorite places to eat, (apart from…
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Four Meme
Amy tagged me for a meme and I’ve been awful on blogging this holiday season … so here’s a start to 2009! Four places I go over and over again: Peak Fitness Starbucks Harris Teeter Borders Four people who mail me regularly: Chris Michael Amy Colleen Four of my favorite places to eat, (apart from…
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I lead a double life. I am secretly a superhero.
It all started with a ring. A birthday gift from Erin, who sent me a very appropriate piece of jewelry to help me celebrate my 30th birthday: a ring, made from an M key on a typewriter. The perfect gift for a writer. And me, deeming myself clever, had a conversation with my clever partner…
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The time I fainted in the piercing parlor
A memory In keeping with this week’s theme of body mutilation, I give you the story of the time I got my nose pierced. Susan and I are shopping one day when I mention that the piercing place next door is supposedly THE place to get pierced in Charlotte. I have only bought jewelry from…
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Flashing boobs at wedding guests and other horrors
A memory It is 2004, September 04. The day of my wedding. Any stress that goes along with planning one’s wedding had escaped me the day before, as I sat at Aunt Josies’ at my bridesmaids’ luncheon surrounded by Mom, Mia (my grandmother), my sister Jenny, my aunt and cousins and bridesmaids – basically, all the…
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I hate change.
When I was a sophomore in high school I had it all. Great friends that I had grown up in the town I’d lived in since I was 3, a great social life that included hanging out with BFF Amy literally every day, and great times in the neighborhood with more friends and family. Then…