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Solo Nite Out 

It is a weekend plus some without the boyfriend. His brother’s bachelor party calls him to Vegas. Hard working men in need of that Vegas atmosphere I am sure.

As for me, I went out tonight on a Thursday night for the first time by myself in I don’t know how long. Something I enjoy doing, but have not done in quite some time.
Let me tell you how it went:
I looked up my two favorite things to do, near me:
Powell’s book readings
and
Al’s Den music
After researching both artists, I decided both would be the ideal plan but leaned towards the book reading more.
The author was Nate Dern, a news editor at Funny or Die, reading from his first book, “Not Quite a Genuis”.
So hilarious. He seems like an amazing, funny, successful dude. Check him out.
Prior to, I visited the best happy hour I have come to find in my neck of the woods;
$3 glasses of wine at generous pours. The last time I went in for this happy hour, which was my first time, I was served by an amazing, punkish looking bartender who knew what the fuck he was doing. So of course I went back, considering it is right across the street from the bookstore where the reading took place. The same bartender was not on duty, as I had assumed. But, an older looking gentleman with an Oregonian beard took care of me who, unfortunately and fortunately, had the white wine keg blasted on him, in which he gave me two glasses of wine for the price of $2.50.
In the transition from my first glass to the second, he looked at me and shared, “You are the utmost beautiful person I have ever had the pleasure of serving in my bar.”
I don’t know if it is actually his bar, but I blushed a bit of course, said thank you and told him I was happy to be in “his” bar.
It’s funny, at least to me, because I pace in the apartment and tell myself I don’t need to go out. But I know I want to go out, I know it will be ok if I go out, it will be a good time for myself.  I contemplate the alternative of TV, reading, writing, etc. But, I like getting ready and deciding for myself what the plan is for the night. No one to text or communicate with but myself.

I was not expecting a free glass of wine, I was not expecting such a precious, unforgetting compliment from a bartender, and I was not expecting to write a blog post about the night. But here we are.

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A Booger That Was Not Picked

I had an interview today. However, I just got a call from the company and they, “decided to pass.”

Am I upset? Yes.

Was it my dream job? No.

So, I ask myself, why am I so upset?

My best answer: I am confused as to what my dream job is. I don’t know what, who, or where I want to dedicate my day to.

Myself? My reading? My researching? My writing? My cooking?

I tell nearly everyone I meet, “going back to school to get a Ph. D is always in the back of my mind.”

So there’s that.

Maybe I am confusing myself. Maybe I am rushing myself.

For now, I will tell myself,  “Goos fra ba.”

Best Friend

My best friend from high school visited me for a day out here in Portland. She lives and works very hard in busy and big Chicago. We hadn’t seen each other in over a year or two, so needless to say we had lots to catch up on. 

I was a bit anxious the days prior to her arrival in my newfound home. I should point out I often get anxious due to visitors, but my best friend? I was surprised with myself. 

I thought it through (and thought it through some more).

I was anxious because each of our lives are and have been eagerly transformed around what we are passionate about. In cliche terms, we are in the beautiful process of “finding ourselves”. We are not the same inexperienced, 18 year old girls in small, parent (republican) opinionated, Iowa. 

We have our own opinions and experiences now. Which we both had the pleasure of learning about yesterday.

Cheers to lifelong friends, which we are continuously going to learn and grow from. 

Going Vegan.. And Mom Already Called to Ask Why

So it’s Day One of veganism. Nuts n grapes so far and it’s nearing noon.

Walking laps around Sexton Mountain Park.

Overcast heat. A small airplane flies by. JG coaches.

I bought a spaghetti squash. We cooked it 40min., perfect time for a sunset drink on the rooftop, met our new neighbors.

I grabbed a fork and told JG to watch, as I did as I saw in the   YouTube video, and added my sautéed mushrooms, garlic, onion and red peppers.

JG had oven roasted chicken atop his plate. And lunch leftovers the next day.
A Rookie Vegan