Tag Archives: life

Welcome Back

I sent a message to a railroad company the other day to see if I could get an idea about the number of and frequency of trains in a particular area. I got a response as from a customer service representative saying they forwarded my request to the appropriate person . They ended their email with, “Welcome back to the States!” When I saw that, I did a quick double take followed by a brief racking for my brain to understand why they would say Continue reading →

Marley

I’m not sure anyone really knows how old Marley is. My brother can pull a year out of the air, but he never seems quite sure he knows the right year. The vet has an estimate based on her mouth, but she emphasized that it’s only an estimate. I only know when she came to me. Marley has had an interesting life. My brother, I think, got her as a kitten. Then when I was I college, he handed her off to me. When I Continue reading →

27 Things About Turning 27

I turned 27 a couple of weeks ago, so I decided to write-up a list of 27 things that went through my head recently about turning 27. I had to get a new driver’s license because the one I got at 18 expired. It’s something you think is always a few years out until you get the card in the mail saying you need to renew. Then it hits you. If I was my parents at my age, I’d have a 2-year-old, a 3-year-old, and a Continue reading →

Calvin Inspired Peanut Butter Dilemma Redux

A while back, I had a peanut butter dilemma. I couldn’t deal with it. I tried and tried to preserve the purity of the top of my peanut butter, and it sunk farther away each time I scooped some out. I didn’t know how to deal with it. So I tried again. And again and each time the same thing happened. Then I thought to myself, maybe I wasn’t thinking big enough. Maybe I needed a bigger jar. Maybe my peanut butter dilemma would be solved Continue reading →

If I hadn’t Joined the Peace Corps

What might my life be like, if I hadn’t gone off to Ukraine with the Peace Corps? This question ran through my mind every single day I was there. I thought about it for hours upon hours. I’d sit on trains thinking about it, staring out at the Ukrainian countryside and sweating because everyone refused to open a window on the sweltering Summer days. I’d huddle up under blankets thinking about it during the long cold Winter nights. I’ve given the question more thought that Continue reading →

No More Wine, Grandma

While I was in the Peace Corps, I accidentally created a character of my grandmother. I took stories of our family get togethers and blew them out of proportion while talking about her. You see, we always had a few bottles of wine when we’d get together for a holiday or birthday and the story turned into grandma having a case of wine for herself. She’d turn into a rambunctious old lady and we’d eventually have to cut her off. The story would always end with me Continue reading →

January, What Happened?

January has been busy to the point where even when I have time to write, I don’t because I’m exhausted. Work, and commuting to and from work each day, really takes a lot out of me. There’s not much else to say in that area except I can describe my job by quoting Tom Smykowski from Office Space and that’s a little depressing. Earlier this month, one of my best friends got married and I happened to be the Best Man. In was a nice ceremony Continue reading →

A Christmas Tree

This isn’t a real post because it won’t contain any of the work related stuff or the stuff about being home that I’ve intended to write about but that’s okay. You want to know why? Because I make the rules, that’s why. Today, I put up a Christmas tree.  It’s really the only Christmas tree I need in my life now, too. The way I look at it, and I was explaining this to my parents, I don’t need a huge tree or a thousand Continue reading →

Photo Essay: Chernobyl 2012

Sometimes you do things because the opportunity is there and you’re not quite sure if it will come about again in your lifetime. Sometimes people ask you why you’re doing exactly that and you explain it to them the way you see it. And sometimes they respond that future insurance companies might not insure you for cancer if they find out you went to Chernobyl. For what it’s worth, my 2008 copy of Lonely Planet Ukraine informs me that spending three hours in the Chernobyl exclusion Continue reading →