The North Carolina State Fair is not only one of the best fairs in the country, it’s also synonymous with my childhood. I have crisp memories of my Dad carrying me on his shoulders around the potted mums and Village of Yesteryear in-between riding the swings and winning giant stuffed animals. Since moving from NC, I’ve sampled fairs in New England and Texas but nothing compares to the original for me. When I was planning a trip back home this fall, I knew a…
Maybe you had a life changing event, or maybe you are just feeling like it’s time to get out and be more social. Either way, if you’re the kind of person like me that stayed pretty quiet for their mid to late 20’s and are now hitting the town again, you should be prepared. While the basics are still the same, there are some minor yet important changes you are going to need to adhere to these days. The blunt,…
A few weeks ago, my raccoon brain listed that I might be thinking about taking a road trip. That was more than a might, because I’m plotting my biennial pilgrimage to North Carolina for Christmas this year. Tim and I made this trip two times together. The whole thing started because my company closes between Christmas and New Years every year, leaving me with a lot of extra vacation. Since we have family & friends in North Carolina, we figured it…
I’m trying very hard to keep up with my normal Monday – Friday blogging schedule, but this week is difficult. Partially there’s not much going on, partially I don’t want to blog about the things most on my mind and partially I just have no motivation for anything right now. I’m doing really well to get to work, take care of the world’s most high maintenance dogs and feed myself. Hopefully next week will be better, but until then here’s a travel…
Today isn’t going to be earth shattering, emotional content, but I wanted to share some results of the GoFund Me that Tracy created and everyone so generously donated to. That way you can see some visual proof that I haven’t taken the money to run go buy shoes or something. Let’s be honest, the only one that gets new shoes in this family is Simon. Although I have cooked officially 1 meal in my new apartment (and it had spinach… I’m…
I expected to be sad and mixed up during this healing process. What I did not expect is to feel like a legitimately crazy person. RBS is my funny way of trying to sum up how I feel, but it feels more important than an Etsy shop here or a road trip there. Instead, I feel polarized at the moment. My entire adult life, I have had two very distinct sides pulling at my personality. There’s the side that most…
During this process, I’ve gotten a lot of kindness and help. Some of it is minor like a card or flowers, and some of it is huge like hiring movers or sending me to a horse show. It’s hard to adequately thank someone for these acts of generosity, but my southern upbringing tells me that the best place to start is a good ‘ol thank you note. Several people have told me that I shouldn’t worry about writing thank you…
Here’s the thing about my blog lately… when I gather my true feelings over something over the period of a few days/weeks (like moving), I get to the point where I write a somewhat coherent blog post about it. That blog post is typically, really fucking depressing – you’re welcome. However, after I write it (usually during many tears) it’s like a switch flips and I’m back to being a somewhat functional human being. And people say I need a…