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Ashley: On a side note i found “healthy” gummy bears at trader joes so i ate a whole bag… trader joes is amazing

Me: I love you.

Manhattan, KS

Sometimes a day trip back to the town you spent four formative years is just needed.

Manhattan Musts:
So Long Saloon
Radina’s
Acme Gift
Dusty Bookshelf
Varisty Donuts

 

Three months.

Three months ago I posted this.

Since then I’ve started a new job that I love, found an adorable house in a new city to move to come the beginning of February and have generally just had a really good couple of months.

Guess this means I need to take my fortune cookies a little more seriously from now on.

They Know Me Well

Obviously my family knows me and my undying love for cheese. A teeny, tiny crock to bake delicious wheels of brie was stuffed under the Christmas tree just for me.

It was put to good use last night.

Christmas Darts

Love having all these people home for the holidays.

Letter to a Stranger 22nd Edition

Dear Morning Commuters,

I bow down to you and your obviously perfected skills. You see, I’m new to this driving more than five miles to work thing. It’s hard enough for me to back out of the garage at 6:30 in the morning let alone accomplish all the things you all do during your 45 minute drive.

This morning alone I saw one of you eating a bowl of oatmeal, another brushing your teeth and yet another writing a check.

All while hitting speeds in the upper 60s.

I don’t know whether to be afraid or applaud your efforts,

Faryle

To Market

 

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.

Funny how quickly things change.

Today is my last day at my right out of college, first official adult job where I’ve learned so much and made some really great friends.

Monday I start a new job, in a new city with new responsibilities. And I couldn’t be more excited.

Also funny how starting a new job is oddly similar to the first day of school.

Where do I go?

What am I doing?

What if no one likes me?

What the heck do I wear?

But more importantly, when do I get to eat lunch?

I’ve got my priorities straight.

Blaze

That Halloween House

I just had the sudden realization that for the first time ever I’m living in a place with a doorbell and a neighborhood with kids.

And I don’t have any candy.

I don’t want to be that house. Handing out packets of instant oatmeal, bags of pretzels, apples, dental floss.

You know the house. There’s one on every block. The little old lady with the cats who has the biggest lawn in the neighborhood but won’t let anyone play on it.

So either I purchase a bag of fun-sized chocolate goodness that I will inevitably eat most of or leave my porch light off and pretend like no one is home… while eating a bag of fun-sized chocolate goodness.

Win-win.