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Back in January, I made a promise to myself that I was going to write two blog posts a week, every week, all year, no matter what. I needed to get back into writing. I needed to sit down and just do it already. I needed to push myself to have some discipline. For a while I was doing amazing with that goal, posting twice, every week, no matter what it took. There were times I'd spend my entire weekend at my laptop. There were nights I'd be up until 3am perfecting a post. There were days I'd wake up early...

Ten years ago I posted my first blog post. I'm not even going to bother to link to it because all it said was "this is my first blog post!!!" and then I announced that I was going to teach myself Movable Type because Movable Type was totally a thing and kind of like Wordpress but not Wordpress and I'm not even sure anyone uses it anymore. (Whatever, here it is if you really want to read it. I'll wait the two seconds for you to come back) But anyways. That was ten years ago. That was, according to my Wordpress...

I can't do everything. That's something hard for a control-freak like myself to admit, but it's true. I. can't. do. everything. Now, I'm the kind of girl who wants to do everything, who tries to do everything, who wants to do it all herself, even if it's beyond me. I can learn. I can do it. I can figure it out. I can. In some ways it's a good quality to have. I pick up so many more skills that way. "I'll figure it out," is one of my favorite things to say at work because I consider it a challenge if...

I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and...

Five years ago today I posted my first blog entry. So much has changed since my first confused post. I switched blogging platforms. I went through a redesign. I got a passport. I went to Europe. I went to Europe again. I hooked up with two Canadians. I traveled the country. I drove to Alaska. I became a superfan of competitive eating. I quit my job. I found a new job. I saw free opera. I bought a DSLR. I bought a better DSLR. I watched my friends get married. I met my nephew. I got a masters degree. I...

This. This is officially my one-thousandth blog post. And. that. is. crazy. I started this blog over four years ago and have basically chronicled my entire life ever since. I never intended to keep track of everything I did but, somehow, it morphed into a little datebook of everywhere I've gone and everything I've eaten and so on and so forth. It all began as a way to get more hits to my website and, somewhat, to prove to someone somewhere that I had a life. And over time it's helped me, well, have a life. What's written here is constantly...

Welcome to my new website! It's newer! It's cleaner! It's pinker! Nine months ago I broke my website. I was sad. But instead of going in and trying to fix it I left it be in hopes that it would serve as a catalyst to jumpstart a redesign. Well, nine months later and we're finally here! Let me tell you, when my blog is out of sorts I am out of sorts! So I am absolutely thrilled that this day is finally here! This is actually the FIFTH version of my website. The first one launched as a sophomore in college and was nothing...