Instagram binge posting. It's a real thing. It's a real problem. It's something I've unfollowed people for. You know when you follow hundreds or thousands of folks and suddenly 10 images in a row are all from the same person? Amazing architecture. Awe inspiring nature. Blue skies and puffy clouds. Snowy mountains. Tropical beaches. Cute … Continue reading sorry, not sorry…
the long lost art of the coffee break…
Remember your first job? Way back in the days when you were younger. Perhaps more resilient. Maybe had less responsibility? My first job ever was as an "Appointment Setter" for a home security sales company. Yes, it's just as glamorous as you might imagine. I sat in a room with 5 to 20 other folks … Continue reading the long lost art of the coffee break…
once upon a healthy diet…
A healthy diet means different things to different people. For some it means a careful balance of food groups. For others it means keeping caloric intake in check. For some it's keeping their sodium intake down. Or sugars. For some it means cutting back on fat. Or cutting out animal based proteins. For me it means … Continue reading once upon a healthy diet…
perfect pants…
I hate shopping. I hate shopping. I greatly prefer sipping coffee to shopping. I never think "this would be a great day to try on pants!" My bestie is a crazy shopoholic. Given the above facts one would think it unlikely I would spend my day off shopping, but item five sometimes outweighs items one … Continue reading perfect pants…
it was a grand meetup…
Once a year Automattic calls an all hands meeting. A meetup. It lasts one full calendar week from arrival to departure and it is many things to many people. The one word standing out in my mind as I look back at the week I had is overwhelming. o·ver·whelm·ing ˌōvərˈ(h)welmiNG/ adjective very great in amount. … Continue reading it was a grand meetup…
polish and shine…
As I sat on my living room floor rubbing leather conditioner into my boots the smell of shoe-polish took me back about 30 years. Sitting on the floor of my parents living room floor, next to the fireplace, newspaper spread out in front of me as I polished my dad's dress shoes. Dipping the cloth … Continue reading polish and shine…
travel tales of a work at home cami…
In less than a week I'll embark on a work adventure with 260ish of my nearest and dearest co-workers. Over the last 18 months I've been at Automattic some of my colleagues have become close friends. Some are still total strangers. None the less we'll be all in one place for 7 days to work and … Continue reading travel tales of a work at home cami…
dyeing hurts…
Call it what you will, vanity, existential crisis, rebellion, or something else all together but I've been dyeing my hair for the past 22 years. I started life out with stick straight white blond hair but by the time I was 15 (the last time I saw my natural hair at any length greater than … Continue reading dyeing hurts…
looking a clothes horse in the mouth…
Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. I know the old idiom. And really, I get it. And I don't. Hi there, here's me being incredibly thankful for all the gifts handed to me in this life. But a clothes horse? That's another matter entirely. I have a lot of clothes, but I wear … Continue reading looking a clothes horse in the mouth…
a weekend by any other name…
Well hello, weekend, if that is your real name. It feels like it's been such a long time since we've had an earnest little chat. That's probably my fault. I've been too busy trying to keep with all the crazy shit the week throws at me in order to give you the attention you deserve. … Continue reading a weekend by any other name…
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