October 2010
8 posts
Orange Slices and Wedding Rings
I couldn’t have been handed better material for my blog post this morning. Ah life.
I’m on my usual walk to work and I’m passing all of the cutest (and very well bred) dogs, thinking to myself…ahhh I really want an English Mastiff, I already have his name picked out and everything. Which no it will not be disclosed, but it does involve some lovely alliteration (for all...
Pop lock and drop it
This morning “My Chick Bad” came on while I was getting ready for work. Ok..well it actually didn’t but it would have been a SWEET coincidence for my thoughts. That being said, all I wanted to do was just dance. And for some guy to be like “yeah, my chick bad.” hah. Have you seen me?
Regardless, I walked to work with a little swagger (swag?) in my step, a mean mug...
Did I really wear this to work?
I woke up this morning and realized I had very minimal time to get ready for work. It was one of those look at the clock after you finish every part of your morning routine days. Sadly, the minutes didn’t slow down and I had about 3 minutes to decide what I was going to wear.
3 minutes = enough time to make a bad decision
So as I walk out into the dewy morning I realize, well hello miss...
And I thought I was a powerwalker
My current roommate (who happens to be here on an internship from England) thinks I take the T too much, and that Americans in general don’t walk enough. So this morning as I neared upon the T, I paused and decided to keep walking.
Keep in mind I’m young, youthful and would go as far to say that I’m decently in shape, so this 1.8 mile trek didn’t seem too daunting;...
