High Heel Mileage

...if I could run in heels, I would.

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Could this service mean the end of the greatest tv show known to man? I’m talking about Catfish, of course. No more watching those naive little lambs go off in search of their TRUE LOVES only to be emotionally slaughtered for everyone to witness? Say it isn’t so. 
Seriously, though, this service is a gold mine. I’m just bitter I didn’t come up with it first.
I’m also saddened it might mean the end of my cyber stalking career. My friends won’t need to me to dig up the dirt on their Tinder boo-thangs anymore. Sad times.
I would regale you with tales of my wondrous “research” skills but the goal is to awe and amaze, not creep you out to the point of no longer talking to me. Yes, I’m *that* good. The CIA needs to call me.
If you’re still wading in the treacherous waters known as online dating, look into this service. It’s almost become a necessity in this day and age.
Thanks to udandi for the heads up on the Cincinnati-based start up and for killing my cyberstalking buzz.

Could this service mean the end of the greatest tv show known to man? I’m talking about Catfish, of course. No more watching those naive little lambs go off in search of their TRUE LOVES only to be emotionally slaughtered for everyone to witness? Say it isn’t so.

Seriously, though, this service is a gold mine. I’m just bitter I didn’t come up with it first.

I’m also saddened it might mean the end of my cyber stalking career. My friends won’t need to me to dig up the dirt on their Tinder boo-thangs anymore. Sad times.

I would regale you with tales of my wondrous “research” skills but the goal is to awe and amaze, not creep you out to the point of no longer talking to me. Yes, I’m *that* good. The CIA needs to call me.

If you’re still wading in the treacherous waters known as online dating, look into this service. It’s almost become a necessity in this day and age.

Thanks to udandi for the heads up on the Cincinnati-based start up and for killing my cyberstalking buzz.

Filed under udandi myrepp online dating catfish

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Doing a little writing before my workshop at the library downtown…

Except my attention keeps being drawn to the blue building in the distance. 

Because BBQ. 

You can see the smoke coming from the grill/smoker!

My mouth is watering, my stomach is growling and I’m pretty sure whatever I just wrote involved characters eating BBQ. 

I think the obvious solution is that I need to go get some of that BBQ!

Doing a little writing before my workshop at the library downtown…

Except my attention keeps being drawn to the blue building in the distance.

Because BBQ.

You can see the smoke coming from the grill/smoker!

My mouth is watering, my stomach is growling and I’m pretty sure whatever I just wrote involved characters eating BBQ.

I think the obvious solution is that I need to go get some of that BBQ!

Filed under the other option is to face away from the window... my willpower is not that strong!

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asemblanceofart asked: Have you read Landline by Rainbow Rowell yet? I love all her other books but judging from its goodreads, I'm not too sure about this one. What did you think about it?

readinglunch:

bookmad:

i own it, but i haven’t gotten to it yet. i do know that some of my followers loved it madly!!

I haven’t looked at the reviews on Goodreads. What is not to love?! Of course, I am biased being an old, married lady. Definitely worth the read if you like her style of writing. Even if you can’t directly relate to the characters, you’ll get attached to them. - A

Landline was the least favourite RR book for me - partly due to the main character but mostly due to the fact that I stayed up all night to read it and was cranky as hell. I think it rubbed off on my reception of the book.

I’m going to try to read it again with fresh eyes & not while I should be sleeping…

However, the scene with two characters from one of her other books (don’t want to ruin it if people don’t know) did go a long way to redeeming it in my mind.

But let’s face it - it’s Rainbow Rowell, and even though I didn’t love it, it was still touching, witty and smart.

Half- ass book review over and out!

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What is wrong with this set of pictures? (Other than the implication that we’re still doing marriage in two separate countries?)

I want my summer back!

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"Like Henry David Thoreau, but with Wi-Fi."
There’s a fire sale happening in my house. Everything must go!
Ok, maybe not everything, but if you’ve ever moved - even into another bedroom down the hall - you know what a pain in the ass it is. And the more you start packing, the more you realize that it’s just *stuff.*
And in 32 (ahem, almost 33) years on this earth, I have a accumulated a ton of stuff.
And the thing is - I only love maybe 10% of it. I probably wouldn’t even notice if someone gradually stole rest of it.
Enter The Minimalists.
I was introduced to The Minimalists (hey, fellow Ohioans!) a couple years ago but never really drank the kool-aid or even followed along closely. But as the insanity of moving countries started to settle in, I wanted nothing more than a clean break. Not an excuse to buy all new stuff (although, feel free to buy me things, Phil), but a chance to start fresh - evaluate the why behind the things in my life.
So I re-visited The Minimalists and devoured most of their essays. And I started asking myself the questions they proposed. For every item in my possession, I asked myself “why do you own this?” And if the reason wasn’t because “I love it" or because it brought some sort of joy to my life then it went into the donate pile.
Because it’s just stuff.
The Minimalists ask you to examine the WHY behind the things you buy, which I think translates beautifully to other areas of your life, namely the main reason most of us fitblrs came to tumblr in the first place: we put a lot of stuff in our pie holes.
Sometimes it takes me hot minute before the light bulb comes on…
I never quite understood the concept of WHY when it came to food. The past few years have been a never ending stream of Paleo, Whole30, vegetarianism, and various other “diets.” I’m not saying ANY of those things are wrong choices for me or anyone else, but without the WHY behind the choices, it didn’t work for me. It never worked for me. At least not long term.
I’ve learned so much over the years from tumblr and the fitblr community (don’t worry - this post isn’t ending like you’re starting to think it is…) I just didn’t realize it. It took me applying the WHY strategies to other areas of my life before I really understood that that’s the whole point of why I joined tumblr in the first place. To figure out a ‘why’ behind the ‘too many calories.’
Trust me, I’m not saying I’ve figured it all out and will never again have to worry about mindless eating without a ‘why’ attached to it, but I do think I’m miles closer to a healthier relationship with food than I was when I penned my first tumblr post years ago.
(And bonus: I’ve saved a piggy bank’s worth of dolla-dolla bills now that I’ve stopped buying random crap.)

"Like Henry David Thoreau, but with Wi-Fi."

There’s a fire sale happening in my house. Everything must go!

Ok, maybe not everything, but if you’ve ever moved - even into another bedroom down the hall - you know what a pain in the ass it is. And the more you start packing, the more you realize that it’s just *stuff.*

And in 32 (ahem, almost 33) years on this earth, I have a accumulated a ton of stuff.

And the thing is - I only love maybe 10% of it. I probably wouldn’t even notice if someone gradually stole rest of it.

Enter The Minimalists.

I was introduced to The Minimalists (hey, fellow Ohioans!) a couple years ago but never really drank the kool-aid or even followed along closely. But as the insanity of moving countries started to settle in, I wanted nothing more than a clean break. Not an excuse to buy all new stuff (although, feel free to buy me things, Phil), but a chance to start fresh - evaluate the why behind the things in my life.

So I re-visited The Minimalists and devoured most of their essays. And I started asking myself the questions they proposed. For every item in my possession, I asked myself “why do you own this?” And if the reason wasn’t because “I love it" or because it brought some sort of joy to my life then it went into the donate pile.

Because it’s just stuff.

The Minimalists ask you to examine the WHY behind the things you buy, which I think translates beautifully to other areas of your life, namely the main reason most of us fitblrs came to tumblr in the first place: we put a lot of stuff in our pie holes.

Sometimes it takes me hot minute before the light bulb comes on…

I never quite understood the concept of WHY when it came to food. The past few years have been a never ending stream of Paleo, Whole30, vegetarianism, and various other “diets.” I’m not saying ANY of those things are wrong choices for me or anyone else, but without the WHY behind the choices, it didn’t work for me. It never worked for me. At least not long term.

I’ve learned so much over the years from tumblr and the fitblr community (don’t worry - this post isn’t ending like you’re starting to think it is…) I just didn’t realize it. It took me applying the WHY strategies to other areas of my life before I really understood that that’s the whole point of why I joined tumblr in the first place. To figure out a ‘why’ behind the ‘too many calories.’

Trust me, I’m not saying I’ve figured it all out and will never again have to worry about mindless eating without a ‘why’ attached to it, but I do think I’m miles closer to a healthier relationship with food than I was when I penned my first tumblr post years ago.

(And bonus: I’ve saved a piggy bank’s worth of dolla-dolla bills now that I’ve stopped buying random crap.)

Filed under the minimalists joshua fields millburn ryan nicodemus everything that remains figuring out the why thanks for reading Amy's book of revelations

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(Not pictured: the drool I had to wipe off my face as I listened to Beyonce’s stripped down (*giggle snort*) version of “Crazy in Love” which they used for a certain movie trailer, which may have had varying shades of a certain color attached to the name, which I may or may not have watched. Don’t even try to judge me, Internet. I’m doing that enough for both of us.)
Now, down to business. Or rather, the lack of business.
What is my life lately?? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not *really* complaining, except that I am. I am trapped in a vortex of ‘hurry up and wait.’ Waiting for this UK visa is testing my patience and sanity like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
Maybe that’s a good thing? Patience has never been my strong suit. This is definitely character building, but, seriously, this is bananas. How to do marriage in separate countries? Anyone?
I was the first one to say, “Oh, it won’t be any different once we get married. We’re used to the distance.” And now I’ll be the first to admit that I was wrong - this IS different. I don’t know *why* it’s different, I just know that it is.
But I’ll also be the first one to put a lid on the incessant complaining because that’s not helpful or enjoyable for anyone. But I do acknowledge the haters who offer, “you chose this. This was your choice.”
To them I say this. I did choose this. And even knowing how incredibly difficult it’s been, I’d choose it again and again.
And so to pass the time until that visa stamp in my passport arrives, I’ve done what every other unemployed navel gazer does… practically move into Starbucks.

(Not pictured: the drool I had to wipe off my face as I listened to Beyonce’s stripped down (*giggle snort*) version of “Crazy in Love” which they used for a certain movie trailer, which may have had varying shades of a certain color attached to the name, which I may or may not have watched. Don’t even try to judge me, Internet. I’m doing that enough for both of us.)

Now, down to business. Or rather, the lack of business.

What is my life lately?? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not *really* complaining, except that I am. I am trapped in a vortex of ‘hurry up and wait.’ Waiting for this UK visa is testing my patience and sanity like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.

Maybe that’s a good thing? Patience has never been my strong suit. This is definitely character building, but, seriously, this is bananas. How to do marriage in separate countries? Anyone?

I was the first one to say, “Oh, it won’t be any different once we get married. We’re used to the distance.” And now I’ll be the first to admit that I was wrong - this IS different. I don’t know *why* it’s different, I just know that it is.

But I’ll also be the first one to put a lid on the incessant complaining because that’s not helpful or enjoyable for anyone. But I do acknowledge the haters who offer, “you chose this. This was your choice.”

To them I say this. I did choose this. And even knowing how incredibly difficult it’s been, I’d choose it again and again.

And so to pass the time until that visa stamp in my passport arrives, I’ve done what every other unemployed navel gazer does… practically move into Starbucks.

Filed under this sappy post not brought to you by 50 shades of grey lawd jaysus that movie trailer i think my blusher is broken ldr long distance marriage

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Cliche of the day: writing at Starbucks.
At least I’m not a “starving” artist. Hello, carbs and delicious cream cheese.
I haven’t experienced this kind of creative bliss in a long time. Before I started taking care of my grandma, these quasi-hipster trips to Starbucks were a normal thing for me.
Then life happened.
And true to form: I should be writing and yet here I am blathering on Tumblr. But, hey, writing, right? So I’m counting it.
What am I writing, you ask? (Shhhh… let’s just pretend you asked.) Mostly confusing drivel courtesy of a fiction writing class and their interesting prompts… But I am having fun with it, so I guess there’s that.

Cliche of the day: writing at Starbucks.

At least I’m not a “starving” artist. Hello, carbs and delicious cream cheese.

I haven’t experienced this kind of creative bliss in a long time. Before I started taking care of my grandma, these quasi-hipster trips to Starbucks were a normal thing for me.

Then life happened.

And true to form: I should be writing and yet here I am blathering on Tumblr. But, hey, writing, right? So I’m counting it.

What am I writing, you ask? (Shhhh… let’s just pretend you asked.) Mostly confusing drivel courtesy of a fiction writing class and their interesting prompts… But I am having fun with it, so I guess there’s that.

Filed under seriously why do I even post this randomness my narcissism is showing

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I ran into an old coworker from rehab at Starbucks today. Keep in mind I live an hour from the facility and a run-in was highly unlikely.

Then, my former supervisor called and asked if I’d moved yet. When I said “in a couple weeks” he asked me if I’d like to come back for a few weeks.

Cut it out, Universe. I’m not going back to rehab.

Just say no, Amy.

*laughs at own ridiculous drug prevention joke*

Filed under no way in hell I was already there hell is located in that unorganised building poor Amy Winehouse now I know how she felt minus the addiction part tried to make me go back to rehab and I said hell no no no

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lifeinsteps asked: Hey Amy, you mentioned a while back a name change organization that you used to simplify things. What was the name of it and did everything work out like it was supposed too? Thanks!!

(Publishing for the greater good. Hope it’s helpful!)

Hey there! I used http://www.marriagenamechange.com/

Everything worked out perfectly. All it really does is pre-fill forms for you after you answer a series of questions. Things like driver license and social security cards you still have to make a trip for and show up in person. It was helpful for passport renewal, taxes/IRS, etc. Overall I’d still recommend it - it helps you list and tackle all the things you’d normally overlook when changing your name over.

There are several other sites, theknot; msnowmrs, etc that all provide the same service. Comes down to how much you want to pay for it and which site you like the best.

Good luck!