What makes a house warm? What makes a house feel like a home? I thought about this a good amount after being invited to my friend’s Housewarming party and I answered my own question in her gift. These are things I value in my own home and provided to my friend in her gift: 1.…
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National Cartwheel Day
Today is National Cartwheel Day. Because I declared it so. Here’s the story: When I was a young tyke, I took gymnastics. That was until I was so tall that I could hang from the upper uneven parallel bars and my toes touched the ground. I was 10. It was a sad day when I…
New Fluffy Town
“I’ve decided that adulthood is overrated. If anyone needs me, I’ll be in my blanket fort eating Bugles from my fingertips and watching a movie.” This was a meme that was passed around through cyberspace not so long ago. But we made it come true! Last weekend, one of my roommates felt the need to…
Vehicular Profanity
Few things have the power to derail my day like vehicular profanity. Picture me sitting at the off ramp from the highway where we are supposed to merge within 50 feet with the oncoming traffic. I come to a stop and the truck behind me engages in a litany of horn sounds which communicate displeasure…
One of a Kind
My dad is one of a kind. He doesn’t fit the mold. I can’t ever look at an ad flyer for gift ideas for him. He doesn’t want ties, tools, or trinkets for Father’s Day. He wants time. I asked him via text if he had any specific Father’s Day requests. He responded immediately (which is…
Incompetence– This Too Shall Post
I fought with my curtains last week. I lost. These curtains have been hanging in my bathroom for years. I’m not even sure how long because they were there when I moved in and haven’t done anything to them. But they were looking a little dirty, dusty, and in need of a thorough once-a-decade-washing. So…
Lonely Lunching
I got lonely lunched. Stood up. Ditched. Pranked. With our schedules at the hospital, it is rare that my coworkers and I can eat together, but once in a blue moon, it can happen. We headed to the cafeteria. I brought my lunch and others needed to buy, so I headed in to get a…
My Mother’s Day Hangover
The Monday after Mother’s Day, I was emotionally hung over. I love my mom and have a great relationship with her. I was happy to see her, give presents, and celebrate. But at the same time I ached. I want a husband and children. I want to participate in Mother’s Day as a mother,…
My Freon Fallout
I have a love/hate relationship with my refrigerator. I love when it cools and hate when it crashes… which it does, more frequently for me than the average person. I’ve been through three fridges in the 7 years I’ve lived here. That has to be some sort of record. My second fridge passed on a…
Looking for a New Job?
See how you feel about this career path… As a well-cared for associate, I applaud my loving and sacrificial Director of Operations, today and every day.