In Mrs. Reynard's 2nd grade class at Hill Creek School in 1996, there was a girl named Carina Vickery. Carina had long brown hair that fell symmetrically to the middle of her back, and perfect bangs that were always trimmed on time. She was just a little taller than I was, stood just a little… Continue reading Okay Carina
The other day I was on the phone with a client, and was going over next steps for their branding project. I finished with the words, “…and then we’ll move into your website, which is the most exciting part!” The client responded teasingly, “Susie, is anything NOT the most exciting part for you? It seems… Continue reading How To Be Happy (Also “Why” …If You Need That)
Full disclosure, I was bursting at the seams with expectations for Rome - since I fell vicariously in love with it in Elizabeth Gilbert's book, Eat Pray Love. Anne Lamott says "expectations are disappointments in waiting" - but what does she know, anyway?Rome did not disappoint. It didn't even come close to disappointing, didn't even… Continue reading Days 7-9: All Roads Lead to Rome
Have you ever been somewhere so absurdly beautiful that it almost made you sad? F. Scott Fitzgerald once said "I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy… Continue reading Days 3-6: Paris, Mon Amour
Taylor and I have been on a melatonin regimen for three days to ward off jetlag... and yet, our eyelids snapped open at 2:40am this morning like they were spring-loaded. Which makes this the second day in a row with just plain too many waking hours. But that was handy in a way, because we… Continue reading Day Two – Ye Olde Edinburgh Golf
Remember that Europe trip Taylor bought me for my birthday? Six months later and we're on it! I'll be using the Nutshell Version to provide periodic (albeit brief) updates along the way. As a special Nutshell Version edition, Taylor will also be contributing - you'll see his additions notated with ***. 🙂 We just arrived… Continue reading Annnnnd we’re off!
*I've never used my blog for this purpose before, so I hope you'll forgive me - thanks in advance for taking a few minutes to read through this. I've made no secret of how wretchedly awkward I was as a kid. (And as a teenager, and as an adult.) I was a pigeon-toed, bookish, hyperactive… Continue reading If you only read one of my blog posts ever, make it this one
So here's some gossip-worthy news, if you haven't put two and two together yet: Taylor and I (yes, the boyfriend I was with for just shy of four years, then broke up with, then spent six months learning who I was without) are back together. I'll start by saying that I hate that terminology -… Continue reading A word about getting back together with your ex
I'm sorry. I'm going to disappoint you all. I'm not going to talk about a single thing I said I would in my last post. Because the fact is, I'm frankly incapable of talking about (or thinking about, or reading about, or dreaming about) anything other than what I'm about to tell you. ...You guys.… Continue reading Turns out age 26 is actually the greatest
So next week marks a full three months since I moved to Portland. I know, I know, that's not completely true. Technically I moved to the Portland area a little over a year ago, but aside from my god-awful daily commute, I didn't do a whole lot of exploring in the City Proper. Which is nothing… Continue reading Why Portland is the Greatest City in the World, No I’m Serious, Stop Arguing You’ve Already Lost.
