Yes.

Yes Yes Yes. 

Solo-rolling under the stars

Single = Pint of Ben and Jerry's is all mine.

Strange Magic

Ithaca Farmer's Market: 10 AM, April 2nd.

From yards away my companion and I spot an artist's booth with a cardboard figure hanging from it. I gasp, awestruck, and say "Look at that man! I wish he could be mine" to which my friend replied, "Five bucks and he's yours."

We were way too far away to see if he was even for sale- he looked like a sign for the booth, an advertisement that she probably wouldn't want to part with if we asked. Skeptical, I relayed these reservations but my friend put them to rest, saying "Everything here is for sale for the right price, and mine is five dollars. If he's five dollars, he's yours."

We approached. We saw a tag. The tag read $5.


I love him almost as much as I love saying, "There's a man hovering over my bed."

I Need a Muzzle

Tuesday post-work grocery run.

Bought a big half moon cookie for one dollar even.
Sat in the parking lot with the engine running and stared at it.
Vowed only ONE bite until I was safely nestled at home to enjoy it.
Best thing ever.

Almost broke said vow at a stoplight.

...And outside my house.

Ate the remainder [inhaled] standing up next to my fridge with groceries thawing, still in their bags.


I need a muzzle.

Home Coming

After a four month hiatus, I believe its high time to return to this abandoned little project. In the interim, I made a little set of rooms a home, drank a few gallons of coffee, watched the same movie every morning, tracked the moon's phases, played in the snow by myself, and tried to kick start the things I want in my life. My internet connection is dismally slow (read borrowed) but I'm back; get used to it. Missed you!

"And tell me this: I must be absolutely sure...

...This place I've reached, is it truly Ithaca?!"

Why yes, yes it is! Reporting from Ithaca, NY. This is my first week at my first real post-grad job in my first move away from the homestead, and so far so... great. I'm not doing anything remotely connected to my English degree, but its enjoyable and challenging, I'm learning quickly and making some really wonderful friends. This is exactly what I needed ever since May, or maybe even before that. Life makes sense. I am excited 100% of the time. Even in traffic. Even parallel parking. Even filling out paperwork. Even with a runny nose. 24/7 smile. 

My awesome apartment isn't ready until mid-December, so I am couch (and guest room) hopping for 6 weeks and very stoked about it! I live essentially out of my trunk and at the mercy of gracious hosts. I think everyone should be homeless for a period of time, I'd definitely recommend it.  

Tonight is burrowing with a book and a friend, tomorrow is hiking in Watkins Glen (pictured, note cred) with the girls from work because of veteran's day. Home Friday night through Monday morning to switch out my trunk arsenal. I really love my life right now. 

Title Quote from Homer's The Odyssey (Book 24, ll. 286-286)