California Dreaming


California recap – continued from my last post. Saturday morning, I woke up and hit the trail. I had my eye on it all week, as it was right across the street from the hotel. Dave and I walk on the rail trail near us quite often, so I thought it would be cool to […]

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Good Morning!


I am currently sitting in the Newark airport, trying to keep my eyes open. I had a red-eye flight from Santa Ana, CA that landed here at 4:50 am. My flight to Hartford isn’t until 8:05. I had a hearty breakfast, even though I wasn’t really hungry. I figured it might jump start my body […]

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15 Years Ago…


In September 2001, my friend Sarah and I took a trip to Oregon to visit her family, who had just relocated there. It was my first time traveling to the West Coast and my first time on a plane since I was 16. What could possibly go wrong?

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The F Word


I’m talking about fear, of course. In going through a stack of paper shoved on a shelf, I found what’s written below. I wrote it a little over 4 years ago, when I was underemployed, drowning in student loans and generally feeling like a loser. You don’t always realize how far you’ve come until you […]

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What’s going on?


I’m making some changes to the blog! Please bear with me as I go through some growing pains. I’m playing around with some different themes and settings. Things might look funky around here for a little while. I am planning to get rid of my EEC Chick FB page. I don’t have the time (or desire) […]

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Writing off the Past


Lately I have been working on getting rid of stuff that I no longer love, use, or need. Sometimes, the process is exciting and fun. I love getting rid of clothes. I find it easy to pull uncomfortable or ill-fitting clothes off hangers and toss them in a pile for donation. I take pleasure in pushing old […]

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Pre-Birthday Thoughts


Tomorrow is my 36th birthday. Thirty-six. Damn. I don’t feel 36, although is it an age anyone really feels? What does any age feel like? The other day a younger co-worker asked me how old I was going to be on my birthday. When I said 36, her face grew somber. “Wow, that is so old!” […]

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