Archive for July, 2009

Cocktails and Crudites 0

cucumbers broccoli vodka chiller

Broccoli and cucumber courtesy of my garden; cocktails courtesy of Boyd & Blair.

In things I’m considering… 0

luna

Downloading iTunes. (Yes, I know it’s 2009. I haven’t downloaded a song since Kazaa was king, which means since my sophomore year of college.)

Ordering a Dirty Pickle the next time I go to a classy bar, which is to say, perhaps sometime in the next five years.

Making kale chips with the ungodly amount of greens I am still receiving from my CSA every week.

Painting my toenails.

That is all.

O HAI 0

luna

OMG, where have I been? Can I really not have updated my blog since [checks...gasps...] January? What the hell have I been doing?!

Let me tell you!

I turned 25, and received a cake worthy of recognition on Cake Wrecks, although I haven’t sent it to them. (In case you can’t read it, it says “Happy Birthday Christina Welcome to Your Quarter Life Crisis.”)

Even a teal-lover knows when to stop.

Even a teal-lover knows when to stop.

My husb got me tickets to the Penguins, and I saw this amazing car when we parked near the arena.

A kindred soul.

A kindred soul.

Then, the Penguins won the Stanley Cup and I collapsed in a huge heap of sobbing/laughing/screaming/hyperventilating mess on my living room floor. Less than twelve hours later, I was holding the Cup with Coach Bylsma.

GAHHHHH!!!!

GAHHHHH!!!!

(I’ll give you a second to recover from the sheer awesomeness of that picture. I needed a week to recover.)

I went to Houston for a friend’s wedding and SOMEHOW BECAME PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES.

Look, I'm the President, and if I want to change the national anthem to "Take A Chance On Me," I WILL.

"Look, I'm the President, and if I want to change the national anthem to "Take A Chance On Me," I WILL."

I also met this feisty little guy, painted on the ceiling of where the wedding reception was.

Yee-haw.

Yee-haw.

I’ve been doing a whole lot of writing and editing, and actually gave my manuscript to some people to read, which was hella terrifying. So far, no one has handed it back to me and then proceeded to laugh in my face for ten minutes, so that’s good.

I started another blog (Hi, my name is Christina, and I’m a blogaholic who doesn’t follow through), where I’ve been thinking through some writing stuff. Follow me there…if you dare. Of if, you know, you’re interested in me blabbing about writing. I also occasionally contribute to the very amazing Only in Pittsburgh blog, for which my spouse is the main contributor. If you have a picture that belongs there, what are you waiting for? Send it to us!

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