5.10.2015

9:30pm


9:30pm and I'm finally where I've wanted to be all weekend. 

XL tshirt. No bra. Couch. McDonald's. DVR. Over-dry shampooed hair up in a top knot. Ceiling fan on high. Snuggled under a blanket. 

Perfect solution to nursing this hangover / exhaustion.

That, or a second Sunday. 

4.18.2015

2016

I'm thinking Greece, DC, Austin for SX again, North Carolina, Colorado or Wyoming and maybe a weekend in the Caribbean. 

What do you think? Doable? 

4.16.2015

Feelings

I know I'm a glass and a half in, but I seriously just teared up looking at pictures from my NY trip last year with my mom and sister. 

So thankful that I'm just a week away from seeing them (+ sister-in-law and 1-year-old niece) in Savannah. 

4.10.2015

My Boyfriendless Life

I realized recently that this is the longest I have ever gone without a boyfriend. 

Maybe not always an official "boyfriend," but a guy in my life. You see, for as long as I can remember, I have been boy crazy. I remember walking into Mrs. Summers' first grade class and seeing my childhood crush for the first time. In middle school, I made (ranked) lists of all my crushes. I was in two relationships that each lasted 5+ years.

I've spent so much time obsessing over boys.

Has he called? Has he texted? Did he like that photo I posted? Is he signed on to AOL? (#throwback)

When things with my crush / boyfriend were good, my life was good. When things with my crush / boyfriend were bad (or stagnant or fizzling), I felt anxious. My life revolved around those relationships, or lack of.

But this last year or so? My life has been my own.

Sure, I've been sad sometimes. Things have been shitty sometimes. But when things are good, it is because I made them good. It's because of me. My friends. My family. My choices. My life.

And that's really refreshing. I like it.


[Related, it's "too bad" I don't have a boyfriend.]

4.09.2015

Some SXSW Favorites

It's been almost a month, and I'm still trying to process everything that happened at SX. In the meantime, here are some of my favorite photos, completely without context:

4.08.2015

"So... How Are Things?"

I'm used to getting the "So.... how are things?" question at family gatherings and knowing that what they really mean / really want to know is whether or not I have a boyfriend.

But this weekend, that was taken to whole new level.

Well-meaning Aunt: So.... Are you seeing anybody?

Me: [Unapologetically] No.

Well-meaning Aunt: Oh, that's too bad. [Pats me on the shoulder.] It will happen for you someday.

Me: It's not bad at all. It's actually pretty great. I like to say that I'm seeing myself. I get to eat whatever I want, go wherever I want, watch whatever I want on TV.  I don't answer to anyone. I get to do whatever I want. It's pretty awesome.



Drops the mic.

On My Morning Walk