Who’s the ebay buyer everyone got theirs from?
I feel like I need to own one.
and then find that one little section of hair that you missed at the nape of your neck.
obsessing over: Mark’s birthday and the one final I have this week. His birthday is today and he has finals today and I have a final today so I feel bad that a big celebration isn’t in the stars.
working on: time sensitive project at work and general spring cleaning around the house. I’m feeling the itch to CLEAN ALL THE THINGS!
thinking about: how terrible the Shades of Grey books and how disappointed I am that I bought and read all three.
anticipating: my trip out to North Carolina this weekend and next week, I can’t wait to see my sister and brother-in-law and I’m so ready for a break.
listening to: Callie snoring under my desk
wishing: I was on my way to NC right now.
I’m not a runner by any stretch of the means but I do run… Mostly to stay in shape and to allow me to gorge myself when desired without consequence.
I really ramped up my running later winter/early spring and I’ve just now finally gotten to the point where my lung capacity isn’t a factor. The first couple of runs I went on I was huffing and puffing after a mile. Now, I can easily run
several a couple miles (2-4 miles) without having to stop to catch my breath.
However, now, I have to stop because my knees or hips are on fire. That eventually stops right?
For no reason in particular I’ve found myself calling all snub-nosed dogs (see: french bulldogs, bulldogs, boston terriers, and pugs) - Chuffer.
I’ll see a cute little pug or whatever running around in the dog park and I hear myself saying: “Look at that cute little chuffer”.
Chuffer sort of stemmed from the odd little sound these dogs make when they run hard. They sound like tiny little freight trains - they’re hilarious.
This is a chuffer.
Ann Aguirre, Blue Diablo (via cityyandcolour)
Truth bombs. When I first met David, it was when we were helping a friend address her wedding invitations. He couldn’t believe I finished filling mine out before he did. Competitiveness is usually a turnoff for me, but I found it endearing on him, and at the end of the night I questioned our friend about his ~situation~, even though I was dating someone at the time. A future with David seemed natural and inevitable.
Ditto. I met Mark in a college class, we were in a lab group together. I felt that click when I tried to break the ice with the group and told a slightly inappropriate joke, he was the only one who laughed.
My long time manager was offered a great position in the company, unfortunately for me that means she won’t be my manager anymore.
It’s difficult to be happy for someone when you really want them to stay. She’s really been an amazing boss - she’s been a great mentor and has continuously gone to bat for me, she’s really the reason I was able to telecommute from KC so I was able to live in the same city as my husband. I’m happy she’s found a new opportunity but I secretly hoped she would stay in her position and be my boss forever, alas, that’s not the way the world works.
While she transitions to her new position and until we find a replacement I’ll be taking over in the interim. The announcement went out last week and I’ve already had a few helpful calls of people asking if I need help with the new responsibilities but truthfully, she’s still running the show and we haven’t had a big transition in responsibilities so I’m pretty much just waiting for the hammer to fall.
The interim position also means that St. Louis will be seeing a lot more of me. StL tumblrs, get ready for lunch invites.
Want to go for a run over lunch and take a shower but I’m waiting for a repair guy to show up and measure the kitchen window.
We broke the window last week trying to swat a fly. *eep* Either that window was ready to go or Mark hates flies more than I thought.
I’m absolutely sure that he won’t show up until I’ve left for a run or in mid-shower.
- Wake up late. If it helps, hit the snooze a couple times.
- Jump in shower if needed, soak hair. If no shower is needed run a comb through your hair.
- Get in your vehicle of choice.
- Roll down every window in said vehicle.
- Drive 100mph* to your intended destination.
- When you arrive at your destination, no matter your hair type, it will be a voluminous mess. Resist the urge to comb through your hair with your fingers, simply gather it in a pony tail.
- Twist ponytail into a bun (or a top-knot if you’re feeling ballsy), secure with Goodie Spin Pins - if you don’t have Spin Pins go out and buy some, then message me privately so I can give you my mailing address for the Thank You note you will send me for making you buy Spin Pins.
- Voila - perfect messy bun every time.
*please don’t actually drive 100mph
Today is the day Madewell comes to Kansas, and we’re pleased as punch. (So pleased, actually, that we went ahead and drew a picture just for you—featuring your lovable state icons, the daisy and the buffalo.) Swing by our brand-new Leawood store at Town Center Plaza and say hi, won’t you? (Plus, score a limited-edition Madewell Kansas map tote with your first purchase of $150 or more.)
Fantastic news, aside from the fact that our State icon is the Sunflower, not the Daisy.
Color me stoked.