Sep
07
2011

Once Upon A Time I Fell Out Of A Plane

I'm probably not the sort of person you'd picture going skydiving. I don't know who you would picture going skydiving—a sportier sort of person? A musclier sort of person? A person who didn't think it would be totally fine and normal to hike the Great Wall of China in flipflops?—but I am not offended in the least by the fact that it probably wouldn't be me. I am pretty unequivocally un-hardcore. I get my thrills making cute gift tags for my Christmas presents, thank you very much.

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Sep
13
2011

67 Days To Go

A very exciting thing has happened and it is this: Sean and I have booked a vacation. We've been talking about booking this vacation for about eight months now and the destination, in that timeframe, has changed twice.

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Sep
18
2011

Girl Walks Into A Bar Cart

This morning Sean and I went to the gym, an accomplishment which is really deserving of its own post—as well as a medal for the both of us for finally getting off our butts for the first time in eh, let's not go there—and on the way back, we detoured past a sign that said "Estate Sale" just a few blocks from our house. Now, I don't know about you, but there is nothing that gets my pulse quickening faster than a sign that says "Estate Sale," except maybe a sign that says "Estate sale!

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Sep
21
2011

How To Marry A Guy In 16 Days

This morning I got an email from a woman named Cate. She was slighty panicked—though in the good, excited, happy kind of way—because four days ago, she and her boyfriend had decided to get married. But why would she panic?, you ask. Is she secretly afraid that her soon-to-be-husband is suddenly going to start recieving Allure magazine every month in the mail for no discernible reason?

(NOT THAT THIS HAPPENED TO ANYONE YOU KNOW, COUGH SEAN SLINSKY COUGH.)

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