Here Ye, Here Ye:

For the first time in almost three years, I have absolutely no balance on my credit card.

Time to go shopping!

(Just kidding.)

(Probably.)

Well, I'm in a coffee shop

It's that time of year.

You know what I really hate?

The term "recessionista."

The Hazards of Love

- Trip was amazing. Hopefully more later; I have tons of work this week, which usually means more blogging.

- Apartment situation once again in minor upheaval. Being an adult can be such a pain. Guess it fits with the entry title though.

- SEEING DECEMBERISTS! So excited. Tickets were a bit pricey, but they are so worth it. Best live band I've seen. It'll be a nice reward for finishing the semester.

- So far, I'm impressed with my student's essays. Go team.

- I miss my friends.

Spring Break! Wooooo!

Wow, it's been awhile.

Life is fine. My class is getting more talkative, the weather is getting warmer, my hair is getting longer. Lost is pretty awesome. I still love my apartment, although I'm getting a bit less scrupulous about keeping it clean. My loans looks like they are *finally* coming through (long story which I cannot tell because I will throw things), and I'm leaving to see Jamie and Tom and Ed and Jim on Wednesday!

Good times, good times.

So every night before I go to bed I turn the heat way down, because I like to be able to snuggle up with lots of blankets and such. And then when my alarm first goes off I kind of lean up and shove the heat up, so that when I finally get up it will be warm. Well, today I apparently overdid the shove, because when I got home today my house was RIDICULOUSLY overheated. And I mean, I like it warm, but it was unbearable. Turns out I had turned the heat up to its literal maximum. Whoops. So now I have the fan on and the door open, and it's becoming almost bearable.

Tune in next time for another adventure in The Blonde Chronicles!

Friends, Books, Wine and Future Travels

This was the happiest weekend I can remember in a very long time.

Not necessarily the most exciting, or productive, or novel, but just happiest. I saw friends, I met new people, I did some work, I spent some great time with Andy, I cooked a tasty dinner, and I just felt...happy. I'm happy. After a year spent waffling between depression, denial and exhaustion, it's a wonderful feeling. I love reading again. I love my work. I am fulfilling one of my deepest personal passions - travel - in less than three weeks. And of course, there's Andy.

Friday - friends, baking, and entertaining. Saturday - relaxation, reading, productivity and a birthday party. Sunday - napping, more reading and rehearsal. And I've got a good lesson planned for tomorrow, and all (okay, most) (ok, way more than usual) of my reading done.

I'll take it. I'll definitely take it.

Columbia

I hate toll roads.

But I love babies.