A bouquet makes it OK

The winter has been slowly crawling along. When March feels like December, it's especially exhausting. More light at the end of the day helps tremendously, but all I want to do is run around on green grass. So, to bring some summer into my home, I've been investing in fresh flowers. It reminds me that there is life out there, somewhere. Just not in Rochester.



The ladies and I ran the 5 mile race on St. Patty's Day in Rochester, which, honestly was one of the highlights of the last few months. Suffering together makes friendships strong. I'd love to have all of my friends together here. I miss the ones that are far away, especially when it's cold and all I want to do is curl up on the couch with coffee and an old friend.

Latest obsessions: Making-jewelry, eating Cadbury Chocolate eggs (not the gooey ones), running more often, and searching for houses.

I officially have a real-estate agent and if it's meant to be, I'll be living in my very own house by the end of the summer. It's such a HUGE move that I can barely talk about it with anyone. It's like the shell of my plans will crack if I say "house" too many times. I'm just really excited.

A less happy note- I will never have Easter with my dad's side of the family again. They ate without me on Sunday. I arrived at the time my mom told me we'd be eating, but everyone decided to eat early and nobody called me to let me in on the plans. And then they badgered me for being "late". My mom didn't have the balls to tell them that she told me to arrive at the time I did, instead, she just let me take the embarrassment by myself.

But on a happier note, I had the day off of work today. So I spent it stewing.

After the Holidays

I always feel so relieved after Christmas. I like seeing my family, but not all at once, not with presents, and not after too much wine. Drinking your way through the holidays only makes things easier on you in the short term--later you have to deal with all the dumb shit you said when you were pouring everyone's water!

I am just really enjoying the time off. I cleaned my little house and today my new bed was delivered. For the first time ever, I will sleep on something other people didn't spend 20 years sleeping on first!



Another good thing is that I got my digital camera! I am still figuring out how to use it properly, but just having it around is so much fun. I'm running around like a typical new camera owner trying to take really artistic photos in hopes that I can quit my day job and become some digital print artist. At least I am having fun and hopefully some of the more important times in my life will be documented finally...especially my trip to Oahu!!!! That's something to look forward to!

DEAR GOD OF SNOW:
I am still here. Haven't written in ages. Awaiting the digital camera that will inspire me to write more often.

We've gotten some beautiful snow lately and all I want to do is take a photo and post just the snow to my blog. The picture of snow is all I need to say.

It started coming down in dusty flakes just getting pushed around the sky. More white, more falling fatter flakes that just kept coming down down down. I looked out a second story window towards the sky and all I could see was snow flakes flying at the window like stars in space flight. The sun can't shine through miles of cloud cover. Vitamin D can't permeate our winter comforter.

The sun broke through for an hour two days ago. One third grader shouted, "It's summer!" and everyone in the class got really excited. Sun is so rare here that these poor souls thought the seasons had actually changed.

I am beginning my snow ritual...a NorEaster is coming our way this weekend and we need to concentrate on making the perfect storm.

Dear God,
Let it snow late Sunday night so suddenly and with so much force that the department of transportation gets snowed into their garages. Let everyone panic. Let there be a state of emergency declared and roads shut down--salt supplies depleted, cars buried. Let me don my cross country skis and spend my Monday playing in the snow instead of sitting at work. This might seem like a selfish prayer, oh Lord, but saving the world from a cranky reading teacher benefits us all.
Sincerely,
Angela

what a difference a year makes

while i can't tell you exactly what i was doing at this exact time last year, i can say with utmost sincerity that i was miserable. see, this time last year was the week after i broke up with the only guy i ever truly loved after a long string of miscommunications led to some untoward activity and we made a clean break. and i was miserable for weeks. then upset for a month or more longer. then just mildly unhappy for a while longer. it took me awhile to come out of this funk, but out of it i came, with the help of many of my friends.

i'll spare you the details but suffice it to say, it took me a good long time to find my happiness again. but when i did, a whole new world opened up and i was finally able to enjoy who i was again. what a feeling to be content with myself and comfortable with being single.

and then, after all that, i got back together again with the aforementioned man of my life. and i have truly never been happier. i've learned how to be happy on my own, take that happiness and create something even better and bigger.

so technically, i guess i really shouldn't be allowed to post on this single girl blog. because of the obvious fact that i'm not really single. but i am in a long-distance relationship, which is about the closest one can be to single and still be with someone. i still spend the majority of my time alone or with friends or with my cat. such is the life of the pseudo-single girl.

I'm a Mister

That's a mom and a sister combined. Booyah. I'm here with my little brother, watching over him, feeding him wholesome meals, renting R rated movies, teaching how to drive, and just spending some time with him while my parents are on a trip. Now I actually have real responsibilities other than reminding my boyfriend to eat. I have to pick up lil bro from school, make sure he has lunch money, make sure he did his homework, and take care of the household. I don't like responsibility I didn't get myself into. But this is a favor to my parents, so I'll survive. It's farther from my boyfriend, farther from my girlfriends, and farther from ultimate. But I have a big backyard, real cable, lots of food, and Buff the cat.

I'm really excited that this blog is now a group venture. It's way more exciting to read other people's writing--thank you guys.

No man, No puppy.

All I have is a fish with a deformed tail. Most days I expect to see him dead when I get home. I can feel it coming because I haven't changed his water in fear that I'll get fish tuberculoses.

But it's fine. I don't need anyone right now. I'm not even in the mood to have a crush. I am in an emotional lull.

When I get like this, I look for ways to make a big change. New job, or a new city. Because I start thinking that the only way I'll get out of the lull is to change my everyday surroundings. So I got a new job--now that I haven't got a boyfriend, what was I going to do with all that time anyway? Plus, I don't really want to work my M-F job forever, it's not the greatest. And maybe this will get my foot in the door doing something I love. And when I'm doing something I love, then I can be happy and many men will fall madly in love with me. Eaaaasy.

I could just be looking to avoid my problems by distracting myself. And I'm a little nervous about working weekends because my weekends are my livelihood. I may end up depressed and lonely because all my friends have gone away for the weekend on a kickass trip, and I'm stuck in Rochester. So the plan could backfire. But I will suck it up! Or I'll just have to make another change.

There's always grad school!

because angela failed....

but she only really failed at being single. not at being witty. in her defense her lanky man friend who has no idea what email is, (believe it or not) is worth the loss of the "life of a single girl" blog.

this is where becca and i come in. with the (semi recent) demise of our last relationships, we are now qualified to write about the exciting and adventure filled life of the twenty something single girl in rochester, ny! So here we are, or at least here I am. but now what do i write.....

how about this... an admission.

perhaps i am not completely qualified to write on this blog since i have recently discovered the love of my life. and here she is. penny lane. my constant companion and the biggest contributer to mess in my apartment (ok thats a lie. but lets go with it). she poops on the floor and leaves her toys everywhere and cries when i am not paying attention to her. she chews on the couch and jumps in the shower everytime im in there unless i lock her out (in which case she knocks on the door)

but dude. dont kid yourself. there are very few living things that are cooler than my dog. she is psyched every single time i come home. she chases balls across the room and slides across the wood floors. she runs crazy loops in the back yard. she wrestles me on the couch and barks at her own image in the mirror. she can find a sock anywhere and open bags with zippers. she does cute tricks and throws herself wildly at me in exciting sometimes. she cracks me up every single day and snuggles with me every evening. laughs and snuggles. who needs anything more?

so maybe i can keep this adventures of a single girl blog going for longer than ang did. because honestly. do i really need more than that? it would have to be someone pretty impressive....

and of course. he'd have to adore my dog. penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.