Like, HOME home. I know you’ve all been wondering to yourselves, where’s Hannah? (False.) What could she possibly be doing that’s more interesting than the blog? (Not much.)
Despite all rumors to the contrary, I was not in fact traveling the world. (There were no rumors.) I WAS traveling the country. Not on like a cool RV-type old-fashioned style road trip. On planes. And uber rides. And random public transport. And taxis and shuttles and moving sidewalks. (more…)
It’s that time of year again! Time for shopping and fighting to get the last parking spot in a half mile radius of the mall. Time for getting red sparkly nail polish on your fingers AND toes because you can. And of course, time to bake & send and receive & eat 3 dozen delicious cookies! (more…)
It’s Thanksgiving! On the one hand, thank GOODNESS because it’s my favorite holiday (I think) and no one is allowed to interview me for residency on Thanksgiving. On the other hand, it’s Thanksgiving??? Allow me to digress for just a hot second into the whole clichéd I-can’t-believe-it’s-already-almost-December thing. (more…)
This morning when I woke up it was 56 degrees. Fahrenheit. And I had to snuggle real hard under the blanket and it smelled like fall and a little bit of last night’s rain outside. It made me so very happy and ready for more. (more…)
I don’t mean to brag but…I read a book for fun last week. A whole book. That had nothing to do with school. Cover to cover (first page to last page, as it was on iBooks).
Last weekend, I went to Newport, RI, for a wedding (gorgeous, obvi). Then I unpacked my suitcase within 3 days of returning. Whaaaaaaaat who am I???
I made and went to an optometrist appointment this week. You know, because I haven’t been able to see so good for the past 9 months or so, and I figured it was time to go and get a new contacts prescription.
Here’s a thing that no one tells you about summers in your midtwenties/summers when you’re an actual working adult: they are so busy! I actually spent four weekends away from home at the beginning of this summer. The Accountant hasn’t been home in over five weeks at this point.
What I’m trying to say is that it’s almost August and I don’t really understand how that happened because yesterday it was May I swear.
If you can’t tell, I’m kind of flying by the seat of my pants right now. You know what helps me feel in control and capable?