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there is not a raccoon in my kitchen…

February 23, 2015February 23, 20152 Comments

As I sit quietly in my living room working I tend to listen to the sounds of home. The slight buzz and hum of my heater, the birds chirping and chattering from my high windows, the rush of cars on the street outside, and the constant chirps, pings, and trills of various notifications on my … Continue reading there is not a raccoon in my kitchen…

you put your hair in the coconut…

February 22, 2015February 22, 20151 Comment

I remember putting some crazy things in my hair as a kid. Lemon juice, kool-aid, mayonnaise, avocado, tea, and that scalding hot oil treatment.  With that last one I might as well been torturing myself with tar and feathers. Then there was the one summer I strived to find the perfect ultra-conditioning hair treatment. I read somewhere that … Continue reading you put your hair in the coconut…

The five stages of brunch line grief…

February 16, 2015February 16, 2015Leave a comment

Brunch. That perfect lazy combination of breakfast and lunch. Decadent breakfast foods with a lunchtime sensibility served up with steaming coffee, a delicious assortment of carefully crafted cocktails, and a greatly reduced amount of food related guilt. I mean come on, it's the weekend. And I'm sure that huge buttery meal I just had with … Continue reading The five stages of brunch line grief…

because I needed one in hawaii…

February 13, 2015Leave a comment

I think at some point in my life I had a jean-jacket. I can't recall having one but it seems unlikely that I didn't. You know, as a kid or something. I know I had a corduroy jacket styled after a jean jacket. I had a denim jacket with a mandarin collar and 3/4 length sleeves, … Continue reading because I needed one in hawaii…

the twenty…

February 11, 2015February 11, 2015Leave a comment

On Tuesday as K and I were walking to her class, as we've done hundreds of times before, we were deep in important conversation. I can't recall what the conversation was about and the topic wasn't the important part. It was that we were talking. Chatting. Laughing. Smiling. And strolling down the sidewalk. We weren't … Continue reading the twenty…

the chicken or the egg…

February 10, 2015Leave a comment

You know those mornings when you really need a cup of coffee but for some reason the coffee grinder isn't where you normally store it and it's not sitting on the counter plugged in. And so you think "That's okay, I just need coffee. I don't need the extra special coffee I brought back from … Continue reading the chicken or the egg…

the more you know, iPhone health edition…

January 27, 2015Leave a comment

I'm easily entertained. Easily delighted. And often get overly excited about the smallest things. This, as my loved ones I'm sure would attest, is both a good and bad thing. This evening as we were messing around with our phones and some new devices I picked up I had health on my mind. In a … Continue reading the more you know, iPhone health edition…

always listen to your fortune cookie…

January 25, 2015January 25, 2015Leave a comment

I had a long day of travel on Friday, and at the end of it I was back home in Portland. But being gone for a week means there's still too much to do once you get back to home base. Once my parents picked me up from the airport and we picked up my … Continue reading always listen to your fortune cookie…

a picture is worth a thousand posts…

January 24, 2015January 24, 2015Leave a comment

I went to Hawaii last week to meet my team and managed to wedge in a couple days of fun at the beginning. I don't have the words yet, so here's 39,000 words worth of pictures...

a time to yell at those damn kids, or not to…

January 20, 20152 Comments

I find that when I'm traveling for work, no matter how amazing the destination, I get a bit grumpy in the evening. And maybe a little withdrawn. And antisocial.  And homesick for my people. When that happens I tend to wander off to my room, close the door, get ready for bed no matter the time, … Continue reading a time to yell at those damn kids, or not to…

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