Day 4: Uff

Man, this is rough! How did I used to do this with any sort of regularity? I should reread my old posts to see what magic is contained within. I'm trying to find some sort of NaBloPoMo writing prompts online to help frame each day, but so far, I'm out of luck. Maybe part of the ease in my former life was that I didn't have to worry too much about public versus private lives, online. Not that I'm leading a great life of mystery, but when they are folks in your life that prefer to not have their entire life (and the parts that overlap with mine) spelled out online, it does severely curtail what I can write about. So, to wrap this up, I'll as for suggestions about how to frame posts and suggestions for websites for writing prompts. Because this may quickly devolve into what I eat each day and unless you are excited to read me eating about dried seaweed, that's gonna get old fast.

Day 3: Bike!

Earlier this week, I reached an important milestone in my life as an adult and as a San Franciscan - I bought my first bike! Because when is a better time to spend $550+ then coming back from a two week vacation and going into the holiday season? But no matter, it is lovely and once I find a tiny enough screwdriver and can put batteries in my new light, I'm pumped to ride to work (gonna take me less than 15 minutes now!) and perhaps ride it over the Golden Gate bridge - there will be photographic evidence of my exercise! Besides a lock, bell, toolkit, and back and front lights, what other bike essentials do I need? I'm already debating the merits of a front v rear basket. Because sweaty backs from bags are not the awesome.

NaBloPoMo: Day 2

So, it is Day 2, and I'm already passing the buck. But I wanted to share this great post from one of my favorite people, Anne. Anne and I met just under 4 years ago at a non-profit tech conference in Atlanta and after a fateful meeting in an international meetup session, we were conference besties who kept in touch. The reasons I think she's tops are numerous: she's smart, makes her own costumes, has fabulous style, and is a deep and passionate thinker. Plus, she knits sweaters for her spirit animals. But it is more about her deep and passionate thinking that I want to highlight. Her post on feminism is truly worth a read. My name is Tatiana and bloody oath, I'm a feminist, too.

NaBloPoMo: Day 1

Another November, another rededication to writing. I only know of 2 people who will likely ready this (Hi, Maggie! What up, Cecilia!) but as much as I love friends and family, I've been thinking about writing more outside of work any way. Even just the simple exercise of opening this page once a day to dump some sort of nugget from my brain keeps my writing muscles flexed. So, things I'll be talking about, at least for the next month: recent purchases (for some reason, there are lot), getting healthy, trip to Ireland, plans for Thanksgiving in San Francisco, and more. Here's to November.

Not a liar, I swear

So, looking back through past archives, I realized that I actually DIDN'T complete last year's NaBloPoMo. So! As double duty, I'll be playing catch up and trying to post 2-3 times a day this month, back dating the posts and linking to them here because I can't have a blog archive that doesn't have a (30) next to each and every November.

And now, a slow loris getting tickled.

Jump for My Love

Thanks to Maggie, who understands the need for dancing Hugh Grant.

NaBloPoMo take 4

So, I never let a November pass without doing NaBloPoMo or National Blog Posting Month. I will post everyday but as you can tell from my previous post, life is a little !!! right now, so the posts may be very short and not so sweet.

Life! Changes! Life changes!

So, big news in these parts.

I'm moving to San Francisco.

I don't really talk about my personal relationships here, but I've been dating an amazing gentleman for the past year, Ian, and in just over a week, he's moving out to California to start his new job, and about 3 weeks after that, I'm joining him.

I've been in DC for four years now, and with my most of my family nearby (and certainly the vast majority on the East Coast in general), I figure that this will be the spot where I end up. But I'm not really ready to do the final end up quite yet.

And so, the next few weeks are filled with packing, moving, saying goodbye (but not really, since I'll be back in DC in early November), and all the other super fun errands that accompany a cross country move.

As for what I'll do in SF, I'm working remotely for my current employer for the remainder of the year, at home (where ever that will be) alone. So I figure that I'll need to reach out for adult companionship and that it is very likely that my blog will pick up again. So, my loneliness is your gain!

In all seriousness, I'm going through a lot of emotions currently and they each battle out for prominence. Added to the mix is that I'm moving with someone and that our emotions don't always match, though this could be a good thing, because typically, when I'm freaking out, Ian's calm, and when I'm excited, he's nervous about getting it all done. Balance and all that.

Healthier Me: A Few Days Late

Getting ready for Australia is busier than I expected - SURPRISE, right? But I still want to update you on my progress. Or, as the case may be, some regression.

Yes, I gained weight, in just my second week of chronicling my new life. But, as my trainer pointed out as I weighed myself after a hellish class tonight, it is best to weigh yourself before you workout. So, now I know.

Current weight: 166 lbs
Target weight: 135 lbs
Weight to lose: 31 lbs

What My Clothes Say... and What I Wish They Did

Because of my expanded waistline, a large amount of my clothes don't fit or are uncomfortably tight. Fun! So, I've been thinking a lot about my wardrobe, what it says about it, and what I wish it would say.

I'm back in some fat jeans that I saved from my bigger time in Boston and a fair number of my nicer tops are too small, so I'm in older jeans and t-shirts. Combine that with increasing humidity of impending summer and my hair is fizzy and unmanageable. All in all, I'm looking - and feeling - less than stellar.

But this is not a sob story! No! Instead, I'm trying to look at this frumpy clothing situation as a way to revamp my wardrobe and recharge myself. This will either happen before Australia, or more likely, during my trip before my boyfriend joins me.

Clothing I'm interested in - flowy tops that hit past my hips, skinny jeans that fit, comfortable but sky high heels. Maxi dresses with short sleeves. Sundresses in simple, bright colors. Tissue thin cardigans. I already got my long lusted after Hunter boots. New glasses. New bathing suit - ideally black one piece tube top with a halter top.

Shopping friends - any ideas where I can find these sort of fun stuff? I'm a bit tired of my current wardrobe, so any help/guidance would be appreciated!

PS. Sorry, I'm posting this a day late, but yesterday was CRAZY sauce: roller derby championship, graduation party, and show at Black Cat, were I got kicked in the face twice and had a panic attack. Fun.