I’m thinking of reviving the blog as a New Year’s Resolution.
(Again.)
In fact, at this very moment I am working on a post about the VERY SERIOUS reasons why I love that I got a nameplate necklace of my Twitter name for Christmas.
…And most importantly, my journey from #HotGirlSquad to #BaldGirlSquad!
Now, most of the pictures from June sucked so bad that it’s less ‘A Photo A Day’ and more ‘A Bunch Of Photos From A Couple Of Days.’ But whatever. I’m doing what I can, I promise!
There will be a full blog post soon about my head-shaving adventure, and updates for July are on their way!
(The song of the day is “Bikes and Bridges” by Defiance, Ohio. Listen now!!)
Even Columbus looks better on the back seat of a bike, and all my fears get washed away in a stream of blinking lights…
I’ve been so busy living like a rockstar that I just haven’t had much time for this little bitty blog.
Honestly… I never thought that the fabulous jet-set, society-pages lifestyle would be so EXHAUSTING! I think I need a break from all of this Action! Excitement! Adventure!
That said, dear readers, I promise to be better about keeping you all updated about the latest goings-on around the fair Port City. Because I care. Because I’m a giver.
SO! Here’s some stuff that happened in May:
First Friday Art Walk
GRO grand opening party
Impromptu dance parties in the street (one got broken up by the cops!)
Various music type shows, etc.
And so, so much more. There was a lot of dancing in May. A LOT of dancing.
The slideshow for June is coming soon – and as always, darling readers, you can follow my adventurous wanderings in real-time on Twitter.
The Song of the Day (Month) is “Summertime” by Fresh Prince & DJ Jazzy Jeff, because… well… because it’s perfect. (Listen right now, you know you want to!)
There’s an air of love and of happiness, and this is the Fresh Prince’s new defintion of summer madness!
So, I am completely puzzled by my sister’s ability to get hit on everywhere she goes. I have never been asked for my number, ever. Romy got asked for hers the first time she ever went to a bar. I want the opportunity to give somebody a fake number, dammit! Anyway, we were talking about this over dinner, and this conversation actually happened:
HER: It’s because I’m the pretty one.
ME: No way. You’re the talented one. I’m the pretty one!
HER: No, I’m the talented one and the pretty one.
ME: Well what does that leave me?
HER: You’re the smart one.
ME: I don’t wanna be the smart one!
Seriously… I don’t wanna be the SMART one, dammit!
4/4: Doing god's work.
Now, I’m NEVER prepared for company. I never keep decent food in the house (EVER), and I sometimes forget that most people have not simply quit eating as I have. Luckily, our stepmom had sent me home with a whole mess o’ food, including some bacon, cheese, and pizza dough, which I was able to combine with the two eggs in my fridge to create… SCRAMBLED EGG PIZZA. Seriously, that’s an 8-inch pizza with the better part of a half pound of bacon and two cups of cheese on it. Oh yeah. You know it was amazing.