lush

hung up my apron for the last time @ lush-boulder.

the times, they are a changing...

maturing in boulder

part I: great girls day with allison & friends.

watched the runaways @ noelle's parent's house, sprawled out on couches with mini-dogs scurrying around and tested out her high-tech pilates machines. then onto the med for happy hour with allison, noelle & carli. mmm, i can still taste the roasted garlic dripping in oil, soaking in it's little dish of blue cheese and balsamic jam. would have been nice to have some girlfriends all along in boulder, other than my gang of guys' girlfriends.

part II: will i miss boulder?

i have a very exciting few weeks coming up. grand canyon trip. jackson browne concert @ red rocks. goodbyes and going away parties. minneapolis to see montpellier friends. roadtripping x-country. then... home. bunkering down with mom and dad and careerbuilder.com.

but yes, it's time to move on. i could be stuck here forever, just enjoying life with alex, friends and new friends - but i wouldn't be satisfied. as andrea says, i'm not driven to chill forever.

i dream of a job, a nice apartment, a pug (yes, a pug is included in my dreams), a life with alex, a social life with friends, and, most importantly, a forward thinking lifestyle. i can do what i enjoy here - eating well, exercising, playing with a dog, walking around town, reading, hanging with friends at friends salvation army filled apartments - anywhere. i can find that in philly, in new york, or wherever life takes me (and my pug).

i anticipate it being hard to suck it up and live with mommy and daddy, but desperate times call for desperate measures. and i could not ask for better, more supportive parents. they welcome me home. and who doesn't love a warm bed, a free meal and a pool in the backyard? added bonus: i love my parents and i love my family. but i won't overstay my welcome. i will find a job. and i will have a future with no regrets.

cereal with a fork

why am i eating my yogurt and cereal out of a quart-size chinese take-out container with a fork?

because 0/3 of my male roommates wash dishes. load dishes. or empty the dishwasher. leaving me with no bowls and no spoons this morning.

i briefly considered using a serving spoon and a rounded plate but decided this would be too ridiculous, flaunting my frustration to the boys. "look at what i have to eat my breakfast with, guys."

in other news, julie will be here from LA in one hour. going camping with roommates & others. should be a fun weekend - only 3 left in boulder!

the bus walk

i instantly saw the humor in the situation and was never upset. instead, called emily and messaged the girls to relay my trip.

after missing the bus by a minute, alex drove me to the gym. after a cardio-lift class, kick-boxing class, and stint on the elliptical, i was sweat soaked and pooped.

i got on the bus to head home, a trip i've made quite often - either the 205, 208 or bolt bus. i was on the phone with pdawg, "you there?" he asked, as i was busy staring at my surroundings outside the bus window. we were absolutely going in the wrong direction, absolutely lost. "all right, i love you, goodbye," i said and hung up. texted the roommates, asking uhh.. what do i do?

turning left where we should have turned right, staying straight when we should have yielded right. the aged bus driver comes on the speaker, "uh. hey guys. this is my first night and my first run. any help you can give would be appreciated. if you could let me know when and where to turn. thanks." NU UH, i had to get off this bus. i shared the company of 3 other passengers: a weirdo girl with a nest of thick, straight frizz for hair who was clutching her Chipotle leftovers and a couple of Mexicans with their headphones on. the bus driver also failed to stop at railroad crossings. we circled the same neighborhood and i got off where i got on.

then i proceeded to walk 2.7 miles home. in spandex shorts and an oversized man tank, carrying my massive purse stocked with a novel, spare shoes and everything that all women carry around all day.