Yesterday, in a supreme gesture of “because I can” and testament to the power of “why not,” I drove to Des Moines for a couple hours. And not the cultural big city Des Moines; no, I set my sights the mall, full stop. I don’t know what it says about me that I logged four [...]
Posts Tagged ‘rambles’
7 Apr
cooking up letters
I don’t know what Miss Manners or Ann Landers would say about this, but my thank yous to recommendation-penning professors have fallen into a pattern: a letter and some biscotti. I’m not quite sure how it happened. A compulsive gifter and, perhaps more to the point, an over-enthusiastic baker, I like to chase my cards [...]
30 Mar
when it rains, it pours
I haven’t updated in a week. What is this, last summer? But I have an excuse! Several, actually. Let’s catch up. 1. Last Thursday morning, B. went to meet with a professor at school. He came back an hour later, with my best friend (who lives in Virginia! Who just got back from living in [...]
23 Mar
back in the swing
We’ve been back from vacation for four days, but I’m having a hard time adjusting. Don’t get me wrong — I haven’t been moping around, lolling in bed, watching Jurassic Park until the cows come home. I have, thank you very much, applied to a dozen new internships in New York, galvanized by our recent [...]
8 Feb
for what it’s worth
For what it’s worth, it’s freezing cold today. It’s the warmest part of the day (warm being a relative term, of course), and we’re still in the negative double digits with wind chill. Repeat: the negative double digits. That’s a biting Arctic blast, as the folks at Weather.com are helpfully pointing out from their tropical [...]
26 Jan
three things the kindle taught me about books
(Or, that one time a flight attendant told me, “Please turn off your book.”) 1. Weight is overrated. I suppose it’s just a brilliant conflation of timing, convenience, my booklist, and the gift-giver’s identity (hi, Mom!) that made my first kindle read Freedom, by Jonathan Franzen, which is only out as a heaving, two-pound hardcover. [...]
19 Dec
five things
{a fresh shellacking of chip-proof dulce de leche on my fingers} Coming home is always an adjustment. On the one hand, I miss Boyfriend, the fuzzy blanket on our couch (bought to be ornamental, but certainly transcending that function), my tripod, the 18 scarves I could not justify bringing, the four kinds of flour in [...]
11 Dec
it’s actually snowing: musings and fixings
1. I thought I was hallucinating Saturday morning when I heard the word “Cedar Rapids” drop from the lips of a CNN anchor. Granted, an anchor over at the meteorology desk. But still! She was telling us all about the cold front moving east through Omaha and right into our little college town. And presumably, [...]
17 Nov
eating through chicago
B and I went to Chicago this weekend — or, as I have taken to calling it, ChiacGOING. Because we’re always GOING there. Get it? In typical fashion and in no way deviating from the norm, the trip was a total food glut. A rolly polly, happy glut. On the drive in, we made straight [...]
28 Oct
a list
1. It got cold. 2. It got wet. Those tall, bright, and blog worthy mums that had been growing out back despite my gross mismanagement got walloped in the weekend’s rain storms. I thought they’d spring back up, like little Jack-in-the-Boxes, but they have, um, not. I am quite distressed. Should I stake them? Is [...]
