Ugh.
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Ugh.
Tailgating on the Ann Arbor golf course. GO BLUE!
Confession: I always go for an inordinate amount of time between haircuts.
After a week or so of noticing that my ends looked scraggly even if I flat-ironed, I decided it was time to go get a haircut after work today - so I called my friendly neighborhood salon - the last time I went was the FOURTH OF JULY WEEKEND!
I’m really excited to get a trim and trying a new stylist (I did not like the haircut I got last time, which is part of why I have put off going back for a new haircut) - wish me luck!
I am totally the same way and just got a haircut today. It’s amazing how taking a few inches off can make you feel like you have a whole new head of hair!
Please take note of the uber cute Marc Jacobs Mouse Flats my boss is sporting today. There a couple years old, but I did find them online here. With whiskers, ears and embroidered tail to boot, how can you resist these quirky flats?
I want them! So whimsical.
Yo, weather. You really better get your act together before I fly this evening. I keep getting newsroom messages about flight cancellations.
I don’t really want any of that, OK?
Thanks!
Quick! Someone! What do 53-ish degrees feel like? This fall has me so messed up and going from D.C.’s climate to Michigan’s has me all worried and confused. I lived in Michigan for 22 years, but for the life of me, living in D.C. the past 2.5 has me believing you can walk outside without a jacket in November everywhere.
Do I bring the big puffer jacket? Or do I just pray that I don’t get too cold?
Eep!
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This pup, Paige, totally beat Lady in the tricks contest. Watch the whole thing to be blown away.
Dogs = Brilliant
FACT: Paige won the Washington Post Best Pet Tricks contest.
If you love dogs, do yourself a favor and watch all those videos. The dog fetching beer is my favorite.
You can thank me later.
Proof that I will do just about anything for Indian food:
My coworker went to lunch with another department for a business meeting, and came back with a small bag of leftovers. Apparently the others didn’t want theirs and gave them to said coworker. She then offered a little plastic container of leftover curry to me, which I accepted without batting an eyelash. I mean, this is food from The Bombay Club – some of the most insanely fabulous Indian food I have ever eaten. However…keep in mind – these are someone else’s leftovers. Granted, I know the people my coworker went to lunch with, but I have no idea who specifically these belonged to. And everything looked normal – it’s mostly rice and a little bit of meat, but it’s not like a half-eaten sandwich or something.
That being said, I was still a little appalled at my inability to turn it down. Am I gross or what? How is this any different than stopping a waiter as he takes plates away from another table and saying “oh don’t worry, I’ll save you the trouble of putting that in trash – I’ll just eat it myself.” I’ve been eyeing the container doubtfully for about 15 minutes and finally delved in. I couldn’t help it. This food is just so amazing. And now my eyes are watering and my mouth is on fire as if the gods of Indian food are punishing me for acting like a homeless person and eating someone else’s unwanted lunch remains (at least I get points for not digging it out of the trash, right?), but I can’t stop. Once I got what I thought was a “green bean” but I think it was a chili pepper, which of course sent me into a conniption looking for my water bottle. I suppose I should be more cautious with the swine flu epidemic going around. Apparently I value curry over my own health.
The moral of this story: go to The Bombay Club on Connecticut and Eye St NW in Washington DC. And please don’t eat someone else’s leftovers.
Fact: My roommate is hilarious.
(via allthingsalishan):
I have been thinking this for a while now, but it is ultimately confirmed today.
Michigan makes some great people. Everyone I have ever met from the state is intelligent, witty, and all around good times. I am now considering relocating to Michigan with the hopes that any futur spawn of mine will turn out as awesome.
*Alishan I don’t know how I missed it, but I didn’t know you were a Michigan baby. You have just cemented my love for a state I’ve never been to.
It’s true, Michigan people sort of rock, in my opinion (but I may be a bit biased as I’m from there - BUT born in Toledo). I get to return to my lovely home state tomorrow evening and I’m so. stinking. excited.