After nearly 3 years, I finally got around to ordering a new passport with my married last name.
I don’t know if this speaks more to my general laziness, my frustration with the whole name-change process, or the pathetic state of my international travel recently…
This was a perfect Chapel Hill weekend.
After a truly terrible Friday (Ben had his dental boards- a test created by sadists- and I was his patient), what followed was a weekend to remember forever. My brother came to town, we got cheap tickets to the UNC-Wake game (a blow-out!), we went to Al’s (omg I’m addicted), had dinner with old friends, found out Ben passed boards, celebrated all night at Crunkleton and Top-O … Then we spent Sunday walking around campus, watched an adorable game of sharks v minnows for local kids led by unc students, then had afternoon beers at Beer Study.
Did I mention that he passed boards?
I wish I wasn’t posting this today. I wish this game wasn’t happening today. This game was meant to be played last Wednesday, in the middle of a snow storm, with a stadium packed full of students and locals. I think the promise of what would have been is what’s most powerful for us - it’s that promise that will live on in Tar Heel lore forever. The most epic game that didn’t happen.
But, as the DTH wrote this morning “the time to dwell on what might have been in over” (at least for now…)
So, for now, as I did last year … Go to Hell Duke. I won’t go into as much detail as I did before. Instead, I’ll just share some inspirational photos :)
Today’s DTH cover:
Ben and me on senior day in 2007…
… which was the time we got to watch the Heels win from the first row in the Risers…
…and we were in the halftime show!
You’ve always made it clear that you’re a feminist. It’s a term that a lot of people back away from these days.
But then they go on to explain what they support and live by—it’s feminism exactly. I think some big actors and musicians feel like they have to speak to their audience and that word is confusing to their audience. But I don’t get it. That’s like someone being like, “I don’t really believe in cars, but I drive one every day and I love that it gets me places and makes life so much easier and faster and I don’t know what I would do without it.” But that’s everyone else’s trip, not mine. I had a mother who discovered herself in the ’70s and used to go to meetings and wear a sassy scarf.
Eventful couple of days. Made it back to NC on Friday (via Detroit then Greensboro!) in time for a romantic dinner for Valentine’s Day. Then was able to enjoy a fun and relaxing weekend in Chapel Hill: waffles per our weekend tradition, a win against Pitt, the best burgers in town at Al’s, lots of reading, and a massage to cure what ailed me. Good to be home.
Two separate flights cancelled. Two separate Amtrak trains cancelled. Two separate hotels.
Today’s flight from JFK- Detroit- Philly-RDU is my last chance to make it home to my valentine.
It’s going to be a long day. Here goes!
Stranded big time in the Big Apple… But I’m making the best of it with a lox bagel at a classic city diner.
Think happy thoughts for me tomorrow morning as I try to get home to NC. I have a flight and an Amtrak ticket, so hopefully between the two I will find my way back …. Maybe even in time for valentines day dinner with Ben!
Was this even a question?
worn persian rug + antique map + sagey walls + creamy wainscoting. le sigh.
Well the good news is that I ran today, outside, and it was beautiful.
The bad news is that it was my first run of 2014 and I was pathetic.
(Oh remember when I said I was training for a half? Lol. That’s not happening quite yet)
(We’re having a nephew)
Some of the few pics I snapped while in DC this week for work. I had some free time on Thursday and the two places I go to are the White House and the First Lady exhibit at the American History Museum #priorities
Beyonce & Jay-z performing “Drunk In Love” at the 2014 Grammys.
Dance cardio inspo.
Oh my god.