Now How Will I Find My Car?

My little Kia has undergone a major transformation.



There were only a few tears involved. But I guess I’m officially a Massachusetts resident now? Boo. I mean Mass is treating me just fine, but I still feel like a Washington girl at heart. And now Scrappy—that’s my car’s name—has been stripped of the one thing that signaled to others that I come from a place with less snow and better beer. And I lost the identifier that helps me locate my car when I forget where I park. But it’s done and there’s no use looking back. And now I have the brightest, cleanest, sparkly-est license plate in the lot. At least until the next storm.

In other news, I had a lovely weekend with Derek.


  • A half-day on Friday meant the weekend started early
  • Derek did all my laundry for me before I got home from work Friday
  • Donuts for breakfast
  • A Saturday adventure in Boston. We tried a restaurant that has 120 beer taps and hundreds more in bottles. We went because their beer menu said they had Kilt Lifter but it was sold out. No matter, it was still a nice date.
  • Baking chocolate chip oatmeal cookies and watching a whole season of 30 Rock via Netflix

It was a great weekend. I’m already looking forward to the next one.

Happy Monday and (almost) Happy March,



Sometimes I Work

Not too long ago, Derek and I had a conversation in which he confessed that he had no idea what I did for work on a daily basis. Hmm… I thought, I guess I never talk about specific projects. So I emailed him some of the latest stuff I’ve been working on. And then I thought that maybe other people might be curious too. So if you’re interested, here’s a sampling. I also manage the company’s Facebook and Twitter accounts and do a fair share of writing/editing, but that I can’t give you a visual of that stuff.

Print ad for industry magazines:

Email ad sent to mailing list:

Postcard sent to prospects:

Belated Weekend Recap

Last weekend was wonderful and fabulous and perfect. I can’t believe I forgot to write about it. Hey- it’s not just my fault, you didn’t ask…

Saturday morning started with a trip to the post office. Mom sent me a Valentine’s care package complete with chocolate (!) and Tillamook cheese (!!). Then I drove to Boston to meet up with Katie and her friends Sarah and Kari. We took a train into the downtown area and had a delicious lunch at the first open restaurant we could find (ladies were hungry). After that we did a little walking, a little shopping and indulged in girl talk.

The best part of the little trip, though, was the dueling piano bar we went to for dinner, drinks and dancing. I ended up leaving fairly early in the night, but even the few hours I was there, I had a blast. Katie and I got there right as the place opened for the night so we had the best seat in the house. There were some good drink specials and the pianists were awesome. Seriously, so good. I definitely want to go back again soon.

Have I told you lately that I love Boston? Well I do. And this little trip only made me want to visit more often. It’s only 40 minutes from my house! That’s not far at all.

Anyways… the reason I left the piano bar early was because I was driving to NH to see Derek. I got in around 10pm and you know what Derek did? He baked cookies for my arrival! Sometimes he’s just so sweet. We cuddled on the couch until I fell asleep (which probably wasn’t long).

On Sunday, we spent the whole day together. We shopped; I was looking for a table to put in my entry way (no luck). We ate; He took me to Redhook for a little date. And we watched a movie; Salt- I fell asleep before it was over.

I was a happy happy girl as I went to bed, content with my perfect weekend. At least until my alarm went off at 5am Monday morning and I realized I would have to spend five days at work until I could have another amazing weekend. But that’s life.

Until next time,


Feeling Down

I’m in an emotional slump. The relentless snow storms are wearing on me. I miss my friends/family/Seattle desperately.  I don’t love my job yet (but I am VERY happy to have one). I could go on, but I won’t.

What I think is really going on is that I’ve been planning and moving and adjusting and settling for five months. And now, my world has stopped changing at such a rapid pace and I’m grasping to process it all.  I’m doing an awful job of being positive. Even though I have a job that is sort of in my field and an apartment all my own- I’m not happy. I’m annoyed with myself. This is what I wanted and now I’m not happy?! What the heck? I don’t want to be a grumpy-pants that is never happy with my life.

Have any of you felt like this before? What did you change in your life (or your attitude) that made you feel better?

I think that one thing I really need is a social outlet. I’m getting to know people at work, and I’m proud of myself for that, but I think it’s going to be awhile before they transition from co-workers to friends. I just bought a Bikram yoga package which I think will have positive physical and emotional effects, but I’m not sure how many friends I’ll make by stretching and sweating like crazy for 90 minutes. And I’m checking out book clubs- so far nothing seems like the best fit, but I’ll keep looking. I’m really trying to be pro-active, but I’m out of ideas. Any suggestions?

I’m going to practice positivity by ending this post with something that makes me happy: I’ll see Katie this weekend (!) and then Rebecca and Chris will each be visiting in April (!!). I’m also really excited about my new shower curtain. It makes me smile every time I pass by my bathroom.

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