Filed under: fear and loathing, obscure pop culture references, perfectly impossible, the cat's meow | Tags: i hate goodbyes!, west coast for life, yes i'm obsessed with my cat
if all goes well, i’m on a plane with my (drugged-up) cat, and i’m headed back to washington state, and we’re both peacefully sleeping in anticipation of a long week of settling into our new home.
if all goes horribly, horribly wrong, i’m at the airport with my (whiny, hungry, angry and drugged-up) cat, and i’m hoping the flight’s not delayed for too much longer because i’m emotionally drained, and people are glaring at me, and i just want a drink, but it’s too early and it’s weird to bring a cat into the airport bar.
either way, my time as a virginia resident has come to a close.
Filed under: bestest friends, family first, perfectly impossible, the cat's meow, work and play | Tags: d.c, home sweet home, rain rain go away, seattle girl, yes i'm obsessed with my cat
so, i hear you’re leaving?
yup, i’m headed out at the beginning of april.
wow, where are you going?
oh, i’m heading back to the seattle area.
well, we’ll miss you. aren’t you going to miss ____________?
don’t be stupid. i’ve lived here for three years — of course i’m going to miss everyone and everything here! i’m really excited to get back to the northwest though.
what will you do for work? is your company moving you back or are you just going to wing it?
actually, neither. i’ve found an awesome new opportunity through some college friends, and i can’t wait to start on a new adventure.
oh, ok. so where will you be living?
ummmmmmmmm, with my parents for a few weeks/months. should be… fun?
and are you bringing your cat?
is this a real question? of course i’m bringing my cat! we’re shipping my car and household goods, then bizzi and i are flying across the country together.
wait, you’re taking your cat on the plane? will she even FIT on the plane?
as always, the fat jokes are unnecessary. yes, she’ll fit on the plane — she’ll even fit in my carry-on bag, underneath the seat in front of me.
you’d better drug her. that’s a long flight.
thank you for your concern. i’m well aware of the flight times between seattle and d.c.
so, wow. seattle. doesn’t it rain a lot there?
it has its moments, which i’m dreading, but i’m just stoked to be near my family and other loved ones again.
no, but seriously. don’t you get super depressed when it’s grey and wet and rainy?
*nods sheepishly*
that’s gonna suck.
yup. but at least i’m moving in the spring, which generally leads to a beautiful, less rainy summer.
so, are you gonna miss __________________?
don’t be stupid. i’ve lived here for three years — of course i’m going to miss everyone and everything here! i’m really excited to get back to the northwest though.
/rinse annnnnnnnnnnnd repeat.
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, celebrity worship, my melody, obscure pop culture references | Tags: ashlee simpson is not that awful, guilty pleasure, on another tangent, what was i thinking, yes i'm obsessed with my cat
sometimes i think about starting a specialized blog. one that’s slightly more focused than my attention span, so you lovely readers will think that i’m an expert in some area or another. maybe.
but then i think about what i know. not cooking. not fashion. not photography. i don’t really know anything cool. in fact, i know the opposite of cool.
i know guilty pleasures.
case in point: my dear friend maxie posted a link to ashlee simpson today, and i went positively giddy. now, i know what you’re thinking, “ashlee simpson sucks.” and sure, she does a little. but she’s SO. CATCHY. in fact, i started listening to her this morning, and now i can’t get her outta my head (see what i did there?). i kinda love her. if that makes me wrong, i don’t wanna be right (and all those other cliches that justify my musical taste). did anyone else watch her reality show? i JUST DISCOVERED IT’S ONLINE!!! life equals made. (Update: it is in fact NOT online — it’s just a bunch of episode recaps. life equals sad — and also teaches me that i should research before i hit the publish button.)
anyway, i have a lot of secret shame. Uggs? own them, love them — back off! sleep with a teddy bear? Only when my cat’s ignoring me — shut up! guilty-pleasures-wise though, i think the majority of my shame comes from teen soaps and pop music. and that’s just really not interesting. sad, but not interesting.
i don’t really know what the point of this post was other than confessing my illicit love affair with ashlee simpson’s music. which, again, is sad, but not interesting.
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, bestest friends, celebrity worship, perfectly impossible, the cat's meow, work and play | Tags: 200, bulleted lists are cop-outs, california knows how to party, concert, d.c, growing up, kristen bell, one tree hill, pretty things, wedding, yes i'm obsessed with my cat
i started this blog more than two years ago. the fact that this is only my 200th post in that length of time makes me really super sad. however, if my calculations are correct, that works out to one post every 4 days, which means i’m a lot less flaky than i originally thought. (p.s. pithy, don’t even try the math.)
well, i’ve got nothing special to offer for this monumental occasion. no contests, no wacky vlogs — not even a horribly drawn, last-minute Microsoft Paint picture.
instead, i’ve got a bulleted list of things that are different now than when i started in 2007.
1. i actually have friends in d.c.: ok, to be honest, i was buddies with a lot of coworkers when i started this here journal of my life. i even confided in a few of them from time to time. but now? i feel like i’ve got a core group of people who i would miss more than life itself if i picked up and moved away. (to clarify, this includes many of those coworkers.) and i was definitely not at that point when i started. pretty sure the only core friend was the cat i adopted to keep me company.
2. i’m addicted to kristen bell, one tree hill and a shit ton of other things i should’ve already adored in 2007: not really much to add to this one. i’m in love with a bunch of teenybopper tv shows that i should’ve probably loved when they debuted five or so years ago.
3. i rediscovered the gym and lost all that i-hate-my-life-so-i’m-gonna-move-across-the-country weight: sure, i’ve rediscovered cookies for lunch and i’m slowly starting to gain it back. but at one point, i lost it and i will hold onto that FOREVER.
4. i got my nose pierced — at a rock concert no less. sorry, mommy. i guess i’m just a 26-year-old rebel child at heart.
5. i found out it IS possible to find cheap rent in the d.c. area. but when you live in a house with a bunch of party girls, you will still drain your wallet. at least it’s way more fun than paying pet rent.
6. i’m not a good dancer. i’ve always thought this might be the case, but i now know for certain that i’m not. it doesn’t stop me from trying, though.
7. flying cross-country makes me sick. but it won’t stop me from squeezing in a long weekend from home (or california) and taking the red-eye back before work on monday.
8. i miss learning and kinda want to go back to school. two years ago, i just wanted to take italian classes. now, i want my masters’ degree. i just need to decide which master’s degree. did you know there are literally thousands to choose from? well, there are. i also need to fall into a pile of money to pay for said masters’ degree.
9. i’ve quadrupled the amount of weddings i’ve attended. and weddings are a lot more fun than they used to be, now that the newlyweds are almost always people i know really well. plus, an excuse to buy a new dress , an open bar and free food don’t hurt…
10. i’m still indecisive, stubborn and passive aggressive — the difference is, i no longer deny it. love me or hate me, some things may never change. also, i’m still obsessed with my cat. deal with it.
Filed under: the cat's meow | Tags: conehead, crazy cat lady, yes i'm obsessed with my cat
and so not pleased with me… luckily, i’m a sucker for her affection so when she pretended to fall down the stairs last night, i took the conehead off for good.
