The only shopping I like is book shopping. I buy myself new clothes about once every 3 years, I don’t follow trends, and malls are not my happy place. Unless we’re talking books, coffee, or movies. And today I want to talk about clothes. After we booked THE TRIP, I got excited for a bunch of reasons. One was the chance to shop in stores that carried clothes in my size that I would actually wear. But then I realised…
I think I might be one. If you think you are too, here are the warning signs: Your job is all you can talk about. Until you become a boring stresshead to your friends. You know, the people who knew you before you got the job. The people who know you are indeed American, but you haven’t really lived there for 17 years, so your Americaness is well, no BFD. You’re sitting in your jacket and scarf and boots. With…
As I write this, there are 290 days, 23 hours and 49 minutes to go until Sarge and I stick a hyphen between our last names. Because this is an equal relationship. We have been ‘trying to save money for the wedding’ since we got engaged. Having said that, Sarge recently admitted he’d been carrying around Frodo Bob Ring-Box since before we went to New York, so maybe he’s been saving longer than that. Without taking a screen-shot of the…
Let’s say you forgot your phone somewhere. Left it on your desk at work/in your locker/in a field/dropped it down a toilet. This is what you might do while you waited to retrieve your phone, if you were in this purely hypothetical situation: Call it. Five times. To make sure it isn’t in the house. Curse silent-mode. Stare at your bag, where your phone should be. Lift the bag and call your phone again, to see if you…
