I was born in a hospital and other such nonsense.

I'd like to tell you a little story about Nick Homer. 

Once Nick went to eat midnight meal with nurse-friend Brooke. He called her on his way over to the hospital and she asked if he would be able to find it. Nick said:

Oh please Brooke, I was born in a hospital!

Flashback: Summer 2008

I was 2 weeks past being homeless, 2 days out of an awesome spray on tan, and 2 hours away from signing a contract that would make me roommates with Ms. Brooke at an apartment neither of us had ever seen before. We'd been planning this little fotohike for something like 2 years. 

I don't know what's better: Lisha's pose, Jenn's awesome smile or my $5.99 track jacket. 

Atlanta

It's true. I went to Georgia to visit Liz. Not myself, but the one from high school! and it was awesome.

 I loved the Coke Factory more than I would have guessed. 

 I bought this Diet Coke piggy bank, which is always a good idea. Good thing they don't sell cans that big, because, caffeine, right? 

 

 Botanical Gardens at UGA. And also, humidity-induced hair. 

A visit from one of my favorite old roommates, Ms. Ellsworth. 

Also, the picture quality isn't great and so I send my apologies. 

My phone broke and this is the temporary replacement. 

Things I didn't hug in Atlanta

Green rental car

Turner Field

Buster Posey (not because I didn't want to, mind you)

Coke statue

Coke bottles. Or the attractive young man who complimented me on these earrings. Or the woman who sold them to me. 

 Polar bear. 

(actually I did hug him, I just don't have photo documentation)

Hugging stuff in Atlanta

That's mostly what I did. See?

Spiral Jetty

Well Jenn and I did this the other day. 

 

 

Two day shipping, free returns and the like

Dear Amazon Prime,

I think I love you.

That is all.

On Loving Life

I moved to a new city that everyone in my old city thought would be terrible. But I love my new city. I love that on the way home tonight, I headed east instead of west and drove up a canyon on accident. It isn't as easy to bike as the canyon in that other city, but the sun still hits the mountains and makes me feel just right.

I can't believe I ever thought about doing anything but accepting my new job. I leave every day feeling invigorated, stretched and expanded. Also tired. But really great. 

New swim flippers and an outdoor pool have done more for my health and happiness than anything but loving my job again, and also, I bought a new house. 

So there's that. 

I thought I was sick of reading, but it turns out I just needed to read some sci-fi.

engaging, imaginative, exciting, intelligent etc.
I re-read it in preparation for the movie
I'm not much for movies
but I'll probably go and see this one in the theater
I may even camp out and go to the midnight showing
if I can get el James to come along

Here's the thing about Ender's Game.
I was still just as blown away by how utterly brilliant
Ender Wiggin is/was (would he still be alive?)
I still can't get over
the enemy's gate is down
or the way they use each other's bodies as shields

I used to hate the end. I thought it was a cop-out.
But yesterday as I finished the book again,
I realized that the book is perfect.
The only thing that would make it better is if
I could be just as surprised this time as I was
the first time by what was actually happening there at the end.

Neil Young's Harmonica

Dear Neil Young, 

Thanks for spending that extra time learning to play the harmonica. You probably could have made it big with  just your voice and a guitar, but you went above and beyond and because of that, we have Heart of Gold. You did good.

Love,

Liz

I missed you every night while we were apart.

Do you know what I could cuddle up to and spend every night for the rest of my life with? 

My memory foam pillow.