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Sunday confessions, vol. 9

Sunday confessions, vol. 9

I don’t believe in “body language.” Sure, there are probably some really basic components of body language that can be read consistently for anyone, but I’m a very direct person so I hate the thought of someone trying to read between the lines of what I’m saying by interpreting my body language. I really like this short … Continue reading

summer haul so far

summer haul so far

It’s summertime which means it’s yard sale season, which means I’ll probably collect an inordinate amount of nonsensical crap that I don’t need because I can’t resist a chance to nose around in someone else’s discarded belongings. Also, my birthday was last month, and I bought some cool stuff at the INDIEana Handicraft Exchange. So … Continue reading

my five favorites this week

This video was inspired by the Five Faves videos that Molls does for HelloGiggles. I’ve been too busy/stressed/excited lately to sit down and write anything for this blog, so I made a quick vlog instead. In case you don’t want to watch the video, my five faves this week are: The Milk Chocolate Coated Butter … Continue reading

let me tell you a telling story

My dad has always been a good storyteller, which is something I’ve admired about him for as long as I can remember. When I was little he used to tell this scary story to me and my sister and our friends about a man who cut off his toe with a garden hoe. I don’t … Continue reading

money talks

For this week’s Learning Curve I’ll be rambling about the 1976 film All the President’s Men, which is based on the book by Carl Bernstein and Bob Woodward chronicling their investigation of the Watergate break-in. The thing about this movie is that I put off watching it all last week because even though this is … Continue reading

enough to break the ice

Last week I went to an Aerosmith concert in Cincinnati with my sister, my dad, and my dad’s friend who he “rides” with (Harleys…yeah, my dad is totally a biker). I got day drunk on the lawn and was extremely puzzled by the opening act, which was Sammy Hagar—who, if you don’t know, is widely … Continue reading

not since the last time

An interesting aspect of this summer is that for the last three weeks or so I have been driving my dad’s 1998 Ford Winstar mini-van, because my car – Big Sal, as I somewhat affectionately refer to her – has been having hot flashes in her old age and is no longer reliable enough for … Continue reading