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When I Grow Up, I Want to Be a Noun

When Emily, Megan, and I were in the Miami airport for a multiple-hour layover en route to Costa Rica, we browsed in all the shops to kill time. This resulted in, among other things, us buying insane purse zipper charms with our names on them (mine was a fuschia and featured a tiger). They were clearly designed for children; fortunately, we are not the type of people who worry about such details.

Anyway, as we meandered through the duty free shop a bit later, we came across an elaborate display for some Victoria's Secret underwear called "Cheekies." (I'll refrain from posting a picture, since some of you view this blog on your work computers, and not all of you work for

Emily looked at the mannequin modeling said underwear and asked, "Are these named 'cheerkies' because they show your buttcheeks?"

Because I am a sarcastic asshole, I responded, "No, they are named after the scientist who invented them, Evelyn Cheekies . . . DUHHHH, YES, IT'S BECAUSE THEY SHOW YOUR ASS."

Well, there may not be an Evelyn Cheekie in the annals of history, but there is a Jules Leotard, an Evelyn Bloomer, and an Earl of Cardigan. I learned about them and more in this slideshow of People Who Became Nouns, which I recommend taking a look at.

Maybe McMahon will never become a Noun, but I could see it being a verb that means "to lash out sarcastically at one's friends."

Sunday Morning Pancake Breakfast: Portrait at Four

This week, Pancake turns four years old. I would say I can't believe he's four already, but, looking back at some of his earlier pictures, I realize that's not true. He's older and so much wiser than the wiggly little pupper that came to live with me a few years ago.

1525212571_571f3ab67a_oPancake before he was officially Pancake

Now, in dogs, "wisdom" is probably 90% not peeing where you're not supposed to. (Maybe it is for humans, too.) But the other piece of it is something I'm just starting to understand as I see my own dog become a bit calmer and more mature. He's calm in a way that calms me down as well--especially during the day, now that I work from home. Just imagine being in the second hour of a conference call, stressing about god-knows-what, and turning around to see this behind you:

Might as well be a big neon sign that says "Relax."

Where Have I Been?

Costa Rica!

Just got back from an awesome week in CR. I have been wanting to go back since my first visit in 2008, and the return trip didn't disappoint. I'm going through my hundreds (and hundreds) of photos right now, and this one of my travel buds Megan and Emily jumped out at me:


The scenery in this photo is pretty par for the course, as far as the past seven days have gone. Costa Rica is an insanely beautiful place--coming home to an unmowed lawn in the Maryland summer didn't exactly have me reaching for the DSLR. But it's good to be home, and not just because I'm happy to see a certain little brown dog who happens to have a birthday coming up in the next couple days. More about that (and the trip) later, of course; now, it's time to sleeeeeep!

(Also--it's too bad Megan and Emily aren't getting married to each other, beause that would be an awesome engagement photo.)