26 9 / 2014
- tonight i am getting my nails done and then meeting up with my gal pal casey for pizza and wine. i haven’t seen that girl in ages (our separate trips out of chicago kept us apart!) i can’t wait to catch up over snacks at frasca. also, if you are more adventurous than me, please send me your suggestions for manicure colors or i will end up with either essie’s “ballet slippers” or opi’s “lincoln park at midnight”, like usual. (polar opposites, i know. but i’ve only branched out that one time and now i’m stuck.)
- last night we played bar trivia at this little neighborhood bar around the corner from us, and it was so much fun. we did pretty well in round 1 on general knowledge, and ok in round 2 (which was visual identification of 10 movies that all started with the letter “r”), but we failed miserably at round 3, an audio identification round of top 40 hits from 1971. (that is just not my musical year, you guys.) we did a little better in round 4, but after two drinks each and a solid spot in last place, we wagered all of our points, final jeopardy-style, on a bonus question about ancient rome. did you know that the romans were locked in a 100-year battle with the city state of carthage in what were called the punic wars? we did not. we lost so badly. better luck next time, team more drinking, less thinking.
- what made up for our stunning defeat was that after the trivia (and the beers), a man came through the bar selling tamales out of a cooler. they were amazing. i had the leftovers for lunch, and it was a really good decision. bless that tamale man.
- also on the subject of food, jamba juice sells smoothie kits at our grocery store, and the green fusion is a really great option if you live in a location without a green juice option within a 10 block radius. and, because i thought it was interesting, here is an article that explains why that package is green: it’s to make you think “this is natural and healthy!” (and it is, mostly. especially if you don’t keep juice in your house and make it with water instead.)
- this weekend promises to be packed with exciting things: the merseyside derby at 6:45am saturday, the wedding of two chicago friends that we feel honored to help celebrate (and getting to hang out with many more awesome people), a yoga+ with scarf dying, and an at-home chili double-date dinner party with some friends. i’m looking forward to all of it.
24 9 / 2014
"New York in the autumn— really, it is the only place to be."
22 9 / 2014
"frosted tips: floral crowns for men."
19 9 / 2014
- the best thing about coming home from vacation was seeing darby again. she was so clearly delighted to see us again, and has been extra interested in our time and attention this week. i know i’m a crazy cat lady, i get it, but man i love that little darbygirl.
- have you heard of sue naegle? until september of last year (you are out of date, forbes link), she was the president of entertainment for hbo, and got them to take on pretty much every show you’ve watched and enjoyed on that network since 2008. now she’s gone on to working as an independent producer. sue naegle went to my alma mater (IU!) and started her first job in a mail room, and now basically runs entertainment and i am very inspired by her and have chosen her as a professional role model.
- speaking of professional things… as i’ve written about in the past, i’ve had a lot of feelings about being a remote employee. but in the past month i realized that i could make some changes that would make me happier, and i’ve been actively pursuing them. i’m planning to spend one day a week in a shared-work space come winter, and i’ve been skyping in to lunch meetings. in addition, we recently signed a chicago-based client, so i approached my boss with the request to work on that project, and i asked for a promotion to go along with the increased responsibility. and she agreed. (i came home to that good news on tuesday.) channeling my inner sue!
- also work-related: i booked tickets to new york for a work event in early october! if you are in town oct 1-5, i would like to see you.
- non-work-related: i am counting down the minutes to this weekend. we are going to sleep in, and watch the liverpool match, and maybe walk to the new starbucks down the street from us for pumpkin spice americanos (so much better than the psl, i promise - less cloyingly sweet), and go to ikea to take care of some home things, and treat our amazing cat sitter to a thank you brunch, and spend some time outside, and just generally enjoy this next season as it arrives. i like you, fall. i’m ready for you.
16 9 / 2014
When you are 13 years old,
the heat will be turned up too high
and the stars will not be in your favor.
You will hide behind a bookcase
with your family and everything left behind.
You will pour an ocean into a diary.
When they find you, you will be nothing
but a spark above a burning bush,
still, tell them
Despite everything, I really believe people are good at heart.
When you are 14,
a voice will call you to greatness.
When the doubters call you crazy, do not listen.
They don’t know the sound
of their own God’s whisper. Use your armor,
use your sword, use your two good hands.
Do not let their doubting
drown out the sound of your own heartbeat.
You are the Maid of Untamed Patriotism.
Born to lead armies into victory and unite a nation
like a broken heart.
When you are 15, you will be punished
for learning too proudly. A man
will climb onto your school bus and insist
your sisters name you enemy.
When you do not hide,
he will point his gun at your temple
and fire three times. Three years later,
in an ocean of words, with no apologies,
you will stand before the leaders of the world
and tell them your country is burning.
When you are 16 years old,
you will invent science fiction.
The story of a man named Frankenstein
and his creation. Soon after you will learn
that little girls with big ideas are more terrifying
than monsters, but don’t worry.
You will be remembered long after
they have put down their torches.
When you are 17 years old,
you will strike out Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig
one right after the other.
Men will be afraid of the lightening
in your fingertips. A few days later
you will be fired from the major leagues
because “Girls are too delicate to play baseball”
You will turn 18 with a baby on your back
leading Lewis and Clark
across North America.
You will turn 18
and become queen of the Nile.
You will turn 18
and bring justice to journalism.
You are now 18, standing on the precipice,
trembling before your own greatness.
This is your call to leap.
There will always being those
who say you are too young and delicate
to make anything happen for yourself.
They don’t see the part of you that smolders.
Don’t let their doubting drown out the sound
of your own heartbeat.
You are the first drop of a hurricane.
Your bravery builds beyond you. You are needed
by all the little girls still living in secret,
writing oceans made of monsters and
throwing like lightening.
You don’t need to grow up to find greatness."
You are stronger than the world has ever believed you to be.
The world laid out before you to set on fire.
All you have to do