The Full Measure of Happiness

The happiest moment of my life was the day I got married. I didn’t really think it would be. I thought my wedding would be really, really nice. Pretty. Simple. Fun. But the best moment of my life? I didn’t believe I could plan something like that. I didn’t think you could choose a day and make it the best. Charlie and I worked on the details for months – The taco truck that would pull up in our driveway. The place under the tree in our yard where we would stand on a star quilt given to us by…

i got the interwebs in my home!

What does this mean? 1. I can write here more often! Since starting the new job, my only internet outlet has been the office, where — get this — I work. No time for the ol’ personal blog. I’m actually getting a warm fuzzy feeling knowing I’m going to be in this space more often. 2. I can read your blogs again. Hurray for getting to access my Google Reader which at this point has blog posts piled so deep I’ll be reading through the weekend. 3. I’m obviously spending Friday night alone. You know who I hung out with…

clunky

I’m here with minutes before work starts thinking about diving into all the details that this Monday holds. Details. So many of them. And my mind does not often seem equipped. You know, it’s hard to move to a new state. Very hard. New banks, new license plates, new cell phone service, new apartment, no furniture, no friends, no clue… about anything. Where is the nearest gas station? Where do I go to find toilet paper? Where did I leave my brain? I had to get photos done for a new passport. The receptionist, right before she snapped the photo,…

moving = stress bomb

I can’t stop eating. This has happened before. Pre-Peace Corps I ate everything in site with, of course, the rational that I wasn’t going to get to eat my favorite foods for some years. I gained twenty pounds in two months. Before I left I didn’t have a pair of pants that fit, and for the entire plane ride to Armenia I had my pants unbuttoned. Now I’m moving across the country. Last night my mother made a pie consisting mostly of cream cheese and condensed milk, and while it is my favorite pie in the world, that is no…

everybody! i love you! oh my goodness!- a job announcement

I spent some time on youtube last night watching old oscar speeches trying to come up with a way to describe feeling ecstatic. You see, a couple of weeks ago when I found out I got a job, scratch that, when I found out I go THE job, I was ecstatic. I ran around the house whooping and jumping up and down, and if Halle Berry would have been there I would have pulled an Adrian Brody and kissed her right on the lips. Since I found out, I still have rushes of excitement. I’ll reach out and grab the…