Accidentally Mis-Managing Christmas Gift Expectations
I'm chronically in pain over getting people Christmas gifts. 2014 was a good year for me, and last year was relatively okay too.
Inane House Chores that Makes Me Feel Like an Adult
Sometimes it's the little things that really count. When I bought my house I had never really done a lot of housework before, and then all of a sudden I'm taking care of a yard, trying to fix things when they're breaking and dealing with the bugs that I used to just wait until someone else killed.
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As Told Over Hexx Brunch
I went to Las Vegas a few weeks ago, and one of my goals -- other than seeing the Grand Canyon -- was to do a bottomless brunch on Sunday. We did several google searches and wandered up and down the Strip before landing on Hexx, which featured a good view, solid menu and bottomless mimosa option for $23.
Read MoreLast Sunday Was Weird.
As I was wandering around the grocery store, in a total haze from some weird fall bout of allergies (I could tell it wasn't a cold because my eyes were severely affected), I decided enough was enough. I was in a crisis.
Read MoreThe Day I Worked for Target
Almost every summer during high school, I used to volunteer at the Yale New Haven Hospital. They have a really established program with hundreds (?) of volunteers, who come in for typically 1.5 days a week. I loved it, especially when I worked as a wheelchair retriever, which basically entailed me getting pushed around in wheelchairs while returning them to the dispatch area.
Read MoreAs Told at 7th Street Public Market Brunch
A few weeks ago, I went down to Charlotte to visit my sister and her temporary roommate, former ATOB intern/ my brother. On Saturday we went down to Clemson to watch a football game, so we had to make Sunday count in the brunch realm. We picked out a sweet spot, which ended up being closed. Just like Richmond, though, Charlotte has seemingly countless options. My sister told us about an indoor market with a variety of of food options, which we knew we could all agree on.
Read MoreHome is Where?
I sometimes wonder if I like going home less because I know I'll inevitably have to leave. I don't miss home until I'm leaving it.
But the word home is confusing. I bought a house in Richmond. I spend almost all of my time in Richmond. I work in Richmond. I have friends in Richmond. I am happiest when I'm am in Richmond. I love Richmond. I'm at home in Richmond. But home, to me, is Connecticut.
Read MoreTimehopping through Memories
One year ago, I was in the middle of my first European vacation, which covered Cardiff, Berlin, Amsterdam and London.
Two years ago, I was in the hospital getting my leg stitched back together after a falling mirror made chicken cutlets out of my shin.
Read MoreMy Second Time with Miss Shirley
I spent a weekend in Annapolis a few weeks ago, and I went back to Miss Shirley's Cafe, which I've reviewed already. However, this experience was a bit different. I -- gasp -- actually have a few negative things to say for once in a brunch review. I take some of the blame in this though, as most of the problem stems from my dish selection.
Read MoreAs Told Over Fado Brunch
I've been to Fado Irish Pub in Annapolis quite a bit, as it's a stone's throw away from my grandparent's apartment. I've done brunch, dinner, lunch and drink there, but this is the first time I've actually brunch-ed while doing As Told Over Brunch reviews. So here we go.
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