Life
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Interesting Tidbits
Good reading out there this week! First, be sure to read about Justice Sotomayor in the New Yorker. Next, learn how lack of sleep is impacting women, and get on board for the challenge of sleeping a minimum of 7.5 hours per night (I am failing miserably thus far). Finally, read about breakups in the
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Nap vs. Gym
On certain days, when I haven't gotten as much sleep as I'd like, I always wonder which would make me feel more refreshed — a nap or a trip to the gym. Given the fact that I don't really have the option of napping at work, I tend to go to the gym, which perks
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A Sluggish Start
I rang in 2010 with dear friends and great food and wine (which is how all New Years Eves should be spent, in my opinion) in cozy condo in snow-covered Ludlow, VT. I cross-country skied on New Years Day, working up a sweat and enjoying being outside on a gorgeous day. But by the end of
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Resolution
In keeping with the theme of two-word resolutions, I offer my resolution for 2010: Let Go. I was inspired by this article, which I hope can inspire many of you as well. There are certain things articulated in the article that I can certainly focus on more than others, but overall, the message is to
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Puppy Love
Considering getting a dog by the end of 2010, which will give me enough time to build up a budget for a dog-walker, doggie insurance, food, and the occasional kennel/dog-sitter when I travel. Thoughts?
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Older, and Hopefully Wiser
It was my birthday yesterday. This is the first time I genuinely was not particularly looking forward to it, but that said, it turned out to be a chance to reflect and to be reminded of how amazing my life is and to treasure the people that are in it. Now, granted, Facebook makes it
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My Backyard
All dressed up for the holidays! Yes, I know it's blurry — still getting used to the camera on my new phone, but if you look hard you can see the Empire State Building through the arch, and, of course, my apartment on the left. Here's to a Merry Xmas for those who celebrate!
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A Face in the Crowd
Have I ever mentioned that I hate crowds? I think it stems from being short — I'm 5'1", which means that when I'm trapped in a crowd, I'm usually in the midst of armpits and elbows and my face is shoved in peoples' backs and chests. The worst crowd I was ever in was in