six words can say a lot

Last week I learnedabout a book called "Not Quite What I was Planning: Six Word Memoirs from Writers Famous and Obscure". It is a compilation of six-word memoirs. It is a New York Times bestseller and subject of hundreds of stories from The New Yorker to NPR .

"Legend has it that Hemingway was once challenged to write a story in only six words. His response? “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” Last year, SMITH Magazine re-ignited the recountre by asking our readers for their own six-word memoirs. They sent in short life stories in droves, from the bittersweet (“Cursed with cancer, blessed with friends”) and poignant (“I still make coffee for two”) to the inspirational (“Business school? Bah! Pop music? Hurrah”) and hilarious (“I like big butts, can’t lie”). "

So I've been reading a few of them, and coming up with my own... here are some I liked/wrote:
* Love like you have lost it.
* Laughed with me, now is silent
* Pivotal discoveries: clitoris, internet, gin, you.
* Regretted tomorrow's inaction before it passed.
* Want to be loved. Cant ask.
* Feel so alone in crowded room
* Started getting old, not growning up
* Scared shitless but keep pushing along


Here is a video on the book

Six-Word Memoir book preview from SMITHmag on Vimeo.

you wish he was yours

BF and I met up at crack of dawn today to have breakfast... though getting out of bed was rather challenging, i was extatic he was in such a good mood - making silly jokes and being funny and just plain out adorable. Fast forward a few hours and Im sitting at a rather boring meeting at work. I get a text:
" If girls with big boobs work at hooters, then where do girls with wooden legs work?... IHOP!"

Nothing like his adorableness to keep my day bright...
im so into him...

pree

living in color

As I said a while back, I dont want to live a G-rated life in black and white. Instead I want to feel alive with everything that comoes with it. Today I get to check something off from my bucket list... 'whitewater rafting'.


I came to visit Sasquash for the weekend in upstate NY and we took a day trip out to Black River for our first Whitewater rafting trip ever! It was amazing :o) We rafted 8 miles and it took just a couple of hours - not that we were going that slow, its just that we took breaks in between. Everything went well, noone from our raft fell out or got hurt, the sun was shining beautifully all day (not one cloud int he sky!), and to make things even better... although the river is only a level III in the summer, its been raining a lot and parts of it were a IV and IV+ !!! It was all graet - though Im sure my arms will be nothing by sore tomorrow. There was one time that I defitinely freaked out and was sure I was going to end up in a hospital... see, our guide was great and for the most part had us all feeling really confident except for this one section where before we went into the rapid, we eddied out and she had me and Sasquash (who were sitting in the front of the raft) move up near her... she told us to look into her eyes as she gave us instructions and prepped us for the rapid/drop. She told us what to do, what we were trying to avoid and what would happen if we fell into the water. She looked TOTALLY freaked out, and so I got freaked out too... and then to make matters worse, she put on her MOUTHGUARD! At which point I wondered... "shit, where is my mouthguard?" But we headed on... I nearly went flying out of our raft, time slowed down somehw and all I could do was paddle like she told us to and looked into the water that kept of smacking against us... but we all made it okay. Here is a picture of the raft getting ready to go into that rapid (UPDATED WITH MY NEW PICTURE - IM THE ONE ON FRONT RIGHT)

anyways... after all it was an amazing experience and I would do it again in a heartbeat! But for now, Im passing out...

pree

counting the hours to vacation

today just really isnt my day... I had to fight myself out of bed and was in the office by 7am. Work got progressively worse during the day. Im starting to get it to me personally - let me rephrase that - I continue to let it get to me personally. I left work wayy too late (almost 8pm) and am no where close being done with what I need to do.

I got an email today that left me open jawed... i have no idea what it is all about really (im actually just copied on it), but it gives me the impression that I have been lied to for years and years and this whole time was oblivious... The little (very little) i thought I knew this person, it now seems that even that little i didnt know at all and was wrong about.

Cleaning the kitchen and taking out loads of trasha fter all this was not fun... and now, at 1o.30PM (11 hrs after I had lunch) i made myself dinner - which given the state of my refrigerator is just a salad.

Now I need to muster the energy to go pack since im leaving for out of town straight from work - at least its for a vacation.

thank goodness the day is almost over... its about time.

pree

its anniversary time

One year since I've been in Cincinnati. One year in this apartment. One year living alone. Im so far from where I was a year ago and I am so happy with who I am. I have room to improve, but life is pretty darn good right now.