June 19, 2017

Getting Old(er)

There are a few moments in my life when I know without a doubt that I am getting older.  In no particular order: Moments of Getting Older 1.  I’m excited to have a coffee Friday after work. 2.  I realize that the bartender/waitress/DOCTOR is younger than me. 3.  I have no idea what emoticons mean (or text abbreviations). 4.  I relish bringing my lunch to work. And the most recent addition to the list…. 5.  I buy travel insurance. Old People (Me) and Travel Insurance I noticed the travel insurance this spring.  I tend to purchase large quantities of airline tickets all at one time (not that weird for some…

August 15, 2015

On Growing Up

The location for my thoughts on growing up: beautiful Switzerland

Given that I’m starting my third decade on the planet, I dedicate a fair amount of time to thoughts on growing up. This week was a real milestone. Why, you ask? Because this week I decided I’m too old for my hostel. I’m 32 and sitting in the communal room at Lake Lodge in Istelwald, Switzerland. The conversations in the room include:    First, a girl and her Korean roommate talking  about a tv show called New Girl. Also, about how many cities in Italy it is possible to visit in 5 days (it sounds like 6? Which seems high.) Additionally, apparently traveling in the summer is more expensive than…

June 8, 2015

How To Be An Adult

Ever since I graduated high school, I’ve thinking thinking about how to be an adult. I remember quite vividly the moment I realized the whole process was going to be moderately uncomfortable.   My friend and I had just landed in Figi for the beginning of a year of living in trailer parks and working for minimum wage in Australasia post-college “mental expansion”. We were staying at the cheapest most rustic hostel on the cheapest most adorable island, armed with an iPod each (it was a long time ago) and backpack full of vodka books. I had never been to Figi before.  I had never been to a HOSTEL before. Armed…

May 28, 2015

The Baby Question (Part 2)

pink stethoscope

Any post about the pain of childbirth should start with the following sentence: Just back from the gynecologist! Ahhh…I love the internet. How was the doctor, you ask?! (If you haven’t changed the channel web browser internet setting by now.  It was PAINFUL!! I went to have an IUD put in.  (See “The Baby Question: Part 1” to get all caught up). How was the doctor, you ask?! (If you haven’t changed the channel web browser internet setting by now.  It was PAINFUL!! I went to have an IUD put in.  (See “The Baby Question: Part 1” to get all caught up). So the The Baby Question: Part 1 has been answered,…

May 20, 2015

The Baby Question

To ponder the question Do you want kids?

Pop quiz: Do you want children?  More importantly, do I want children?! AHHHHHHH!!! The plaguing question of the 30-something, strong, independent woman army.  After a “cervical massage” at the doctor this morning and some pillow talk about my current sexual relationship, my new gynecologist brought up the idea that I may want to switch from a bill control pill to an IUD.  Because apparently it’s inappropriate to be on birth control for 12 years.  (Seriously, it is.  It causes melasma, those dark pigmentation spots.  NOT fabulous). Anyway, the point is an IUD will work for up to 5 years. And that sounded totally appropriate to me. I said to myself,…