22 9 / 2014

"frosted tips: floral crowns for men."

poised for a comeback, by cathy lew in the new yorker

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 until september of last year (you are out of date, forbes link), she was the president of entertainment for hbo, and got them to take on pretty much every show you’ve watched and enjoyed on that network since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.

18 9 / 2014

i miss bodegas.

i miss bodegas.

(Source: official-selection, via zachlinder)

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
is burn.

"

14 9 / 2014

us on the peninsula. exploring ireland with my @schapps has been truly grand.

us on the peninsula. exploring ireland with my @schapps has been truly grand.

11 9 / 2014

between two counties (in cong.)

between two counties (in cong.)

10 9 / 2014

mam, at cupan tae.

mam, at cupan tae.

09 9 / 2014

cheers, dublin! cc @schapps @tbchovanec @stephenfc

cheers, dublin! cc @schapps @tbchovanec @stephenfc

05 9 / 2014

  • note to self: stop being a procrastinator. you can either do things early and cheaply, or late and expensively, but when you try to do things like say, order an on-sale raincoat three days before your trip, you are going to have to pay the most expensive shipping rate, and then that sale price is only kind-of worth it. (also let us pray this color actually looks as good as i hope it will…)
  • this happens to me all the time because i really never learn my lesson, but here is a funny version of this: when we got married, we ordered customized match books with our names and wedding date as part of the favor (we gave out sparklers to light at the end of the night) and i thought i had ordered them with plenty of time but because we got married memorial day weekend, they wouldn’t deliver on the saturday before so they arrived on tuesday the 30th, two days after our wedding. now we have 150 (well, maybe 147 or so) fancy matchboxes. i feel like our grandchildren will be using them, if people even still light fires in 2065. maybe if the world turns into some kind of post-apocalyptic hobo-fire wasteland like pop culture thinks it will, matches will be the currency of the future, and our progeny can be some sort of dynastic banking family: the morgans of matchsticks.
  • this is amazing to me: i just learned today that certain bank branches stock foreign currency, which means that you can go in there and take cash out with no exchange fee (and no ATM fee if it’s your bank)! why don’t they tell you this? i feel like it makes life so much easier, and less expensive.
  • here are two things that make me feel better about moving away from new york and then having a lot of thoughts and feelings about it: life after brooklyn, in which even the nytimes agrees that it is too expensive, and then mary hk choi’s essays on saying farewell, which i plan to get super into on the plane this weekend. (i really love her writing.)
  • speaking of nyc: i will be in the city for a few days in early october for work, and i am really looking forward to being back for a bit! let me know if you want to get together. my time is always work-centric, but i can carve out dinners (and maybe some weekend brunches.) i mean, someone needs to come with me to eat lobo salsa…

05 9 / 2014

group that runs the loop’s L - a chicago clue in today’s lunchtime ny mag crossword! #delightedbynerdthings

group that runs the loop’s L - a chicago clue in today’s lunchtime ny mag crossword! #delightedbynerdthings