An Accidental Extrovert

Wearing my mouth on my sleeve

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Smile Friday

True, it is currently an overcast, windy 55 degrees at the river, but we’ve had crab omelets for lunch and a brisk walk on the beach.

And now I’m settling into my favorite chair with a glass of wine and the Amanda Knox memoir*.

Happy Memorial Day weekend, kids!

*first official selection of the Tremendous Trio Virtual Book Club

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This week’s mini life lessons

  • It’s not fun to give a cat liquid antibiotics twice a day.
  • It is even less fun to give a cat with a sore mouth liquid antibiotics and pain meds twice a day.
  • Don’t attempt to give a cat with a sore mouth liquid antibiotics and pain meds when you’re already dressed for work.
  • Even if you’re running late after a cat medication disaster, be sure to always test your dress sitting down before wearing it to work.

And most importantly:

  • Even if you’re tired Sunday night, take the time to write the blog post detailing what a wonderful weekend you had with your BFFs/the Tremendous Trio. Work and vet trips will ensure that Sunday night is the least tired you’ll be all week. Your friends deserve those words, and the world deserves cute pictures of your Nephew-in-Crime.

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There are no words for the stories and pictures coming out of Oklahoma.

There are, however, many ways to help. In addition to the Red Cross, I’ve made a donation to a new-to-me group, Team Rubicon, a non-profit group who organizes military veterans to provide rapid on-the-ground assistance following natural disasters.

Is it a disaster relief organization? A veteran-focused enterprise?  The truth is it’s both. TR pioneered a new paradigm in disaster response while redefining the meaning of veteran reintegration into society.

If you’re interested in donating to Team Rubicon’s efforts in Oklahoma, you can do so here.

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Have you ever listened to a song 100 times, perhaps as an at-bat song, then suddenly paid attention to a particular verse the 101st time, felt like you’ve been sucker-punched, and tried not to cry on the Metro?

Me neither.

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Gratuitous Picture of Your Niecelette Wednesday:
Y’all can keep your wistful, pigeon-toed fashion bloggers — there’s only one Outfit of the Day that interests me. 


(Soph, seriously,where did you get your shoes?)

Gratuitous Picture of Your Niecelette Wednesday:

Y’all can keep your wistful, pigeon-toed fashion bloggers — there’s only one Outfit of the Day that interests me. (Soph, seriously,where did you get your shoes?)

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Happy Mother’s Day to the most gorgeous woman I know — inside and out! I hope I never stop learning life lessons from you.

Happy Mother’s Day to the most gorgeous woman I know — inside and out! I hope I never stop learning life lessons from you.

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Important Updates

Since last hitting publish…

- An elderly tourist got to second base falling on top of me on the train. My at-bat song was too loud to hear his apologies/jokes.

- My new regular coffee place is out of iced coffee. (??)

- One of the drywall union members picketing near my office just wished me a ‘Happy Mother’s Day, dear.’ (???)

- This morning’s sunshine made me forget about the past two weeks of rain, and while wandering around looking for iced coffee and my invisible children, I stepped in a huge puddle, shooting dirty city water up my dress.

Very cute, universe.

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This week has quite honestly kicked my ass. My workload has essentially doubled for the foreseeable future, my sleep has been terrible, I’m not so good at eating paleo when feeling overwhelmed by life, did anyone else read the WSJ piece on freezing your eggs?, and, oh yeah, for about forty-eight hours I thought I’d been exposed to a scary communicable disease.

But.

  • I did not in fact contract a scary communicable disease.
  • I made it to Nats Park Wednesday night, and got to chug white wine and dollar dogs with plenty of natitude
  • and I’m schooching out of work a little early today, stocking up on goodies and wine at Trader Joes, and spending my Friday night cleaning my apartment. Why is cleaning my apartment on a Friday night exciting, you ask?
  • Because Flann and my soul-sister (slash her oldest daughter) Elle are in town and spending the night with me Saturday night! I’m beyond excited for a girls weekend with my gals.
  • And on Sunday I’m having most of my family over for Mother’s Day brunch (we’ll pour one out for you, Lizard). Playing hostess for the weekend is always just what the doctor ordered.

The weeks can be as tough as they want when the weekends are as good as my next few.