New Year’s Recap:

1. Wore this oversized sparkly shirt from H&M and some sheer black tights from H&M and some boots from god knows where. 

2. Froze. All. The. Way. To. Death.

3. Waited for no less than two boys to pee behind other cars in the parking garage. 

4. Drank all the Jameson on this side of the Atlantic Ocean.

5. Got bumped a little too hard and elbowed the girl back. She screamed “HEY!” so I turned around and she just said “sorry” and walked away. I still got it.

6. Was physically lifted and moved out of the way.

7. Watched a really tacky midnight proposal. He got on one knee in a puddle of broken glass and backwashed bud light.

8. Kissed Stephanie at midnight because we’re big ole lesbians there were no boys available worth risking herpes.

9. Kinda wished I went to OTR and a less fratty bar, but luckily it wasn’t a strip mall bar. (note to self: write a blog post about strip mall bars in Northern Kentucky)

10. Sobered up to the sounds of my lady friend Alex poorly rapping about how to be true to yourself.

Happy New Year, everyone!

This is the highest compliment I think I’ve ever been paid in my entire life. 

How cute are my friends?! They’re so cute.

How cute are my friends?! They’re so cute.

Recovering from Homesickness


“I never get a break. I never get time off to just relax!” is something I probably text my mother far too often. She always calmly replies, “Well you never stick around anywhere long enough to get vacation time!”

I have moved around a lot in the past few years, and because of it, I really don’t ever “earn” the time away from work. I finally got to go back home to Kentucky/Cincinnati last weekend and it was all I could have hoped for with the short time allotted. I spent time with my mom, saw at least 5 good friends, ate too much, shopped too much (H&M, HOW DARE YOU BE SO MUCH CHEAPER IN KENTUCKY?!), went to the zoo with my sister who’s pregnant and my darling nephew Mason, picked up tons of winter clothes for the freezing weather to come, and sat by a fire and talked about just about everything.

(but really, I don’t have any pets, why are there dogs in my yard?)

What never ceases to surprise me is the effortless continuity of going home. I always expect that it’ll be hard to adjust, but it never is. A really easy “throw-away” question to ask someone is what success looks like for them. Well right now, I’d feel very successful if I could make enough money by doing what I love — to visit home more often.


This is the notorious “Pass the Plate: Chicken a la Spinach” video from 2008.. We were mocking this Disney Channel skit called “pass the plate” where they pass a soccer ball between cultures and the people are all eating food containing one similar ingredient. Well, I think you’ll get the gist. 

Chocolate Bear and Vanilla Thunder.

My best friend Stephanie just bailed me out. Like hardcore. If I liked chicks, and she liked chicks, I’d marry her.

My best friend Stephanie just bailed me out. Like hardcore. If I liked chicks, and she liked chicks, I’d marry her.