Archive for the ‘It happened in the H.V.’ Category

In a rug

Thursday was a snow day over here in the Hudson Valley. I woke up early to shower and get ready for work. I’m down to only 45 minutes for showering! W00t! I’m smart, so I decided not to drive myself to work, because even at 5 minutes, my drive home is mostly uphill, and I [...]

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Breakfast on Pluto

There is only one consolation for waking up at 5:30 in the morning to go swimming. The local Woodstock radio station has a feature every morning called “Almanac.” I love listening to it as I drive to the pool. It starts with some NPR-esque piano music, and then a man with a very soothing yet [...]

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Automatic for the People

At work today, I had to take my wallet out to check on something. When I was packing up my things before leaving, I shoved the wallet into my lunch bag instead of my purse, where it belongs. I don’t know why I did that. Anyway, the point is that after work I went to [...]

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Pour some sugar on me

I was just so proud of my vacation post, I kinda forgot that a blog is something you write on with some kind of regularity. What to talk about? This has been a weird week. I got back from vacation, went right to a party, went to work, had a day off instead of a [...]

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Hey Waylon, Who’s the Bear?

I came home a few weeks ago to find all my neighbor’s stuff on the front lawn and a sheriff standing in the driveway. My neighbors, who room together in the 3 bedroom, 1 bath Colonial attached to my cottage, had a fight with each other, so the one decided to move out. He put [...]

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This job socks

Just when I thought my job was bad, I came face to face with a much worse one yesterday. I ventured to the Woodbury Commons Outlet in the hopes of finding a bathing suit that isn’t completely stretched out, a baby shower gift, and a de-humidifier. Naturally, I walked away with nothing but a new [...]

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I choo-choo-choose you

I took Metro North to and fro the Mets game last night. They won in the 12th inning, but I had to leave by the 7th, foreseeing that the game was likely to go into the extra innings. One of my favorite things about the trains on the Hudson line is that the cars on [...]

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Oh, to be Prince Caspian

I took a road trip to Vermont for work yesterday. I left home at 6:30 in the morning, visited five wonderful independent bookstores, and got home again thirteen hours later in time to watch Lost at the Dutchess’ place. (or is that Dutchesse’s? Duchess’s? Duchessez? Help me MLA, or Stefanie!) As I sped down the [...]

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And then something happened that the ring did not intend

Wyckoff, New Jersey, Circa December 2004: Birmingham visits my parents’ house for Christmas, and gifts me jewelry. I try to tell him I like it, but there’s a reason I got drawn into technical theatre, not acting. I get him an awesome bracelet with Celtic knots and he really likes it. Totally not awkward at [...]

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