A Most Embarrassing Story

A few weekends ago, I went to a consignment store close to my apartment. It's one of those "hidden treasure" stores--pulls from an affluent area where women can't wear the same thing year-after-year, so Tahari dresses you saw at Nordstrom six months ago are on sale for $40.

I like to poke around in this story every now and then. I had some time to kill so stopped in and found something I'd been looking for--cowboy boots. My pair is now 11 years old and looking a bit worse for wear, so I've been keeping an eye out for replacements.

These were the perfect distressed boots, in my size, and $60! I grabbed a pair of the little stocking footies for trying on shoes and put them on. They fit perfectly! I'm excited.

I lean down to take them off and, well, can't quite get them off. Like, at all. The shaft of the boot is not giving, and I can't angle my foot to get it out. No big deal. I go over to a chair to sit down and really give the boots a good yank.


Nothing Good Happened This Week

The title was my trivia team's name on Tuesday night. We change our name each week to something topical or pop culture related (past ones: Bye Bye Bao Bao, Comey's Out-of-Office Reply, and Golden Girls Trump Golden Showers). This week, there was literally nothing clever we could think of, because only bad things had happened.

I had been planning a Vegas post for Travel Tuesday this week. I am often asked for my Vegas advice because I've been there so often and truly love that city. On Monday morning, more than one person said they thought of me when the news broke of the massacre.

How am I doing? I don't know. It's a day-by-day thing. It took 24 hours for me to even wrap my head around what happened. More than 500 people shot. 58 people killed. In the span of less than 20 minutes.

To put it in perspective, I thought of this. I went to a small private school until high school. My 8th grade class had 15 people. The class below me was around 22 students. The one below…

What's Your Island?

Driving to work the other day, I was listening to drive time radio (which I never do, I think NPR was being annoying), and the morning crew was talking about islands--popular tentpoles in pop culture or society that you just can't get on board with but you seem to be alone in your dislike. Some examples: college football (the DJ doesn't understand traveling to games, talking about your team, etc. all for a school you attended once a long time ago), Harry Potter, visiting wineries (apparently they don't like having to drive and paying more for wine. They'd rather just drink wine outside in their neighborhood).

I kind of love finding these things out about people, so here are mine:

Breaking Bad: I tried. I watched more than a season of this show and it just made me so sad. So I finally stopped watching. I can appreciate that it's a well-made show. I even watched the last few episodes. But yeah, no.

30 Rock: I really feel bad about this--I'm sure I'm just missin…

Travel Tuesday: Anatomy of a Travel Blitz

As I mentioned earlier, I had originally thought this would be an "in town" summer. I had some travel planned towards the end, but thought I would spend the majority of my weekends in DC, hanging out with friends. As it turns out, June is the only month of the year I won't be on a plane.

My summer travels:

Dallas Wedding: I've become the master of 36 or less hours in Dallas (having done this three times in the past three months). I had two weddings on the same day, both of close college friends, and both in different states. So, in the middle of July I woke up at 6 a.m. on a Friday for an MRI (good times) (I'm fine), went to the rehearsal dinner for the DC wedding that night, then woke up at 4:15 on Saturday morning to take a 6 a.m. flight to Dallas. Luckily, I am a champ at sleeping on planes, so I logged a good two hours before landing. Spent the morning with my parents and then got my hair done and proceeded to spend the afternoon and evening with a gaggle of co…

What's Been Happening, September 2017

What I'm drinking I'm in the tail end of white wine and rose season, and savoring every last minute of it. Realized that at a wedding over Labor Day weekend, I only drank wine and, um, cocktails (save for maybe one beer?) over a four-day event. We have fall weather here now and red wine season will be upon us soon enough! 
What I'm Loving I notice that what I said last time I posted this was I was looking forward to being in town for most of the summer. HA! That changed (another post to come on that). But, I'm currently loving Pilates class. The last time I did Pilates was a mat class in college (which I did hungover, thinking it was like yoga--do you remember this, A? You laughed when I said I could do it. It was painful). However, pilates reformer classes have been surprisingly hard and empowering. I swear I can feel myself getting stronger throughout class. And the studio is half a block from my apartment (city living FTW). 
What I'm reminiscing about Visits to Ho…

Travel Tuesday: Three Days in Amsterdam

Writing that title made me think of the song "One Night in Bangkok". This trip was not close to that song though.

Amsterdam was on my list of cities to visit for a long time. I'd originally tried to pair it with another city, but honestly couldn't find a good time to take a week off from work, given all the other travel I have planned this year. So I started to think a long weekend in Amsterdam would be a good idea. When the right airfare presented itself, I pounced!

Here's my Amsterdam itinerary and my recommendations/thoughts from the trip.
Arrived late morning on Friday, checked into my hotel, took a long shower (had been traveling for like 20 hours at that point). Then, I went out and began my time in Amsterdam. 
First, I should point out that I did my research and had a list of things I wanted to see in Amsterdam, which included Anne Frank's House, the Van Gogh Museum, a canal tour, and a walking tour. I'd bought Rick Steves' book on Amsterdam an…

Friday Favorite: July Edition--Young, Scrappy, and Hungry

If you know me IRL, you likely know my love of musicals. Movie musicals, stage musicals, High School Musical, I love them all (well, most, I do have standards).

So it may come as a surprise that I wasn't into Hamilton yet. I really wanted to wait and see it "live" before getting all into the soundtrack. I snagged a ticket to a matinee performance next month (purchased in, you know, NOVEMBER, when it first went on sale) and said I would go in "fresh". Many friends tried to persuade me to listen beforehand, but I didn't want anything "spoiled". Finally, my college roommate convinced (hi, Coop!), and I bought the soundtrack a few weeks ago.
It is better than I ever could have DREAMED. And it's all a true story. 
I feel like you can break the wonder that is Hamilton down into two equally impressive components: the story: Hamilton's life, his role in the Revolution and early days of the country, and honestly just the way everythin…