An in-house training yesterday had me taking a modified Myers-Briggs test, which I think we’ve all taken at some point. It may have been a scantron sheet after we acted out in school or a typo-ridden facebook quiz — we’ve all been tested. I usually get typed as INFJ, depending on the day. I’m introverted [...]
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I’m getting a little deeper into two processes right now: 1. Finalizing a contract with a new real estate agent to list Mom’s house. The market analysis of the new agent came in $50,000 lower than the first. I keep expecting to get a little pissed off about this, but it hasn’t happened yet. The new price [...]
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I’m truly honored to be part of Shotgun’s upcoming wedding. I’m always honored to be a part of any wedding–regardless of all the other stuff that gets wrapped up in planning The Big Day, choosing who will stand by you during one of your life’s greatest moments is never easy. (That’s what I wish would guide guest [...]
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Hey! There’s gold in that there watermelon! I was confused when I hacked into this after lunch today, and am slightly more confused now that I’ve asked Google about it. I’m not confused about what it is. If it thumps like a watermelon, scoops like a watermelon, and tastes like a watermelon, it’s a watermelon. [...]
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Given the travel and stress of recent weeks, I’m hanging on the Eat Local, Real Food wagon by my right pinky. If that gives out, it’s takeout and ice cream until I close Mom’s estate or defend my fucking thesis. Plus? It’s that gorgeous sort of DC summer that makes you reconsider the value of [...]
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Shotgun’s years as a single woman, I’m happy to report, have been properly feted. This weekend, thanks to the excellent planning of her maid of honor, we celebrated her upcoming walk down the aisle with a very personalized overnight trip to Manhattan. We began with a train ride from Union Station to Penn Station, complete [...]
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Today is National Don’t Step on a Bee Day. I don’t know what your community is doing to celebrate, but Alexandrians can head down to Buzz Bakery on Slaters Lane (mmm, red velvet cupcakes) for bee-themed treats. There’s a free-beeeeee for the kids, too, while supplies last. I used to spend summers working with bees [...]
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Thirty-two years ago today, a then-unlikely thing happened. I was born. Carrying babies to term was not something at which my mom excelled–I learned later that this wasn’t at all uncommon. When my cousin Rob was born, the November before my birth, my mother was dilated about as much as his mother was, so the [...]
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Sometime during my trip, the realtor I hired to sell my mom’s house decided to dump me. I imagine it had something to do with the last email I sent to her before I left, in which I disagreed with her assertion that advertising the property once a month qualified as “regularly.” I also pointed [...]
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I’ve been back nearly a week, but blogging has been pretty low on the list. The trip was lovely and the only drama was self-induced. The wedding in Monterey was…dude, it was a wedding in Monterey. It was gorgeous. The weather was perfect. The bride was stunning. The groom, whom I’ve known since I was [...]
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