May 2009
33 posts
“Baby, you can get whatever you want.”
– Guy to girl when the $5 Italian 12 inch they were sharing moved down to the fixings side of the sandwich station.
And that just about sums up the kind of man I’m looking for.
Do eggs really need commercials? It’s like marketing nail clippers. Do I think they’re cool? No. Do I still use them? Yes.
Hey blog friends.
There’s going to be another event for Slept Away in DC! Would love to see you folks there.
July 11th, 2009 at 2pm Borders Friendship Heights 5333 Wisconsin Ave. NW Washington, DC 20015
It’s posted in my Upcoming Events section too.
Ok, so now that I’m done obsessing over myself and my book, I can get back to blogging about important things, like the Supreme Court nomination season premier of Jon & Kate Plus Eight.
I’m am seriously shaken by it. Kate looked ridiculous. The white teeth? The fake tan? The cute clothes? This isn’t Keeping up with the Kardashians, Kate. You’re supposed to walk...
A book release, Ghirardelli chocolate, and a Law & Order/Homocide: Life on the Streets cross-over rerun. Yesterday couldn’t have gotten any better if you covered it in glitter.
Thoughts while running by the high school as it...
I probably look so old to these kids.
I wonder if they think I’m like cool old lady or loser old lady.
(My iPod random shuffles to Michael Bolton’s How Can We Be Lovers?)
Don’t sing out loud. Don’t sing out loud.
Seriously, Julie, don’t. I’m not even kidding right now.
“BABY, HOW CAN WE MAKE LOVE IF WE CAN’T MAKE AMENDS?”
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Just got SPAM e-mail in French. I’m taking this as a compliment for some reason!
Yesterday I was going through my Google Analytics page, checking out the search terms that land people on my site. (Yeah, Real Housewives of New Jersey was just that boring. Seriously, can those women do something else other than be skinny and talk about the importance of families and manicures?) Aside from the variations and misspellings of my name and the titles of my books, the number one...
Normally, I’m the youngest person in my gym classes by about a decade and a half. But now college kids are home for the summer and coming to my gym to work out with their parents. At first I thought this might be depressing because standing in a mirrored room full of women who have all birthed multiple children does a body image good. But in my Dance Jam class yesterday, I realized that...
Slept Away on Amazon's Summer Teen Reading List! →
This weekend I ran the Capitol Hill Classic 10K. A new friend asked me to run on his team while I was away and thinking that it was not only a great way to motivate myself to workout in Africa, but a super way to meet some new people when I got back to DC, I agreed. I paid my registration fee and then promptly got malaria, stopped running, and started eating Bounty Bars.
So, that meant that...
Is anyone else super glad that they went away for over three months and when they came back, that Taylor Swift song about getting married to Romeo was still on the radio all the time? If this describes you, please know that I’m starting a club where members drive around in ’91 Camrys with the windows down, blaring this song, and then get hit in the face by the automatic seatbelts when they open...
The Slept Away blog posts are starting! →
Let the two week countdown begin.
Sister Hazel’s All For You was the pump up song during spin today and this morning my dad and I had a conversation about having turkey tacos for dinner tonight. Every day since I’ve come back, I’ve realized that I’m more and more home in the burbs. And I’m more and more loving it.
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More to come, y’all check back now. Y’hear?
Internal monologue after stepping out of my first shower at home without my contacts in:
“Who the crap is that girl and what kind of shirt does she think she’s wearing?”
Point two seconds later:
“Oh, she’s me and that shirt is actually my tan lines.”
It’s been a while since I’ve had a mirror and a shower in the same room. Can’t say I...
Back in the good old US of A! Couldn’t be happier about being home…but I am really weirded out by how many white people there are here. Aside from that, the culture shock has been mild. And it’s not like I’ve eased myself back into Western life. It’s more like I tested the Western waters by doing a belly flop. When I got off my flight (awful flight, by the way....
I’m back in Usa River at the orphanage, hanging until I go home on Friday. I went on my first run since malaria today and it wasn’t pretty. I’d like to blame it on the illness, but I’m thinking it has more to do with the fact that for the past two days, I haven’t eaten a fruit or a vegetable unless you count Bounty Bars or Fanta…which I actually do, but still,...
