Archive for June, 2011

A New Addition

June 23, 2011 3 comments

I’m not so great at this regular posting thing this summer. It’s almost like I’m buried in books most of the time.

But, for the last two days I’ve had another excuse for not being around here as much as I’d like. The Fiance and I have aded a new member to our little household. He’s tiny, furry, and has an adorable orange spot on his forehead.

His name is Brennan (and yes, he’s named after the former Supreme Court Justice. We’re nerds. Deal with it). We got him from a high school friend of The Fiance’s whose cat had kittens unexpectedly, and we’re so glad we did. He’s 8 weeks old, and alternates between dead to the world and OMG SUPER EXCITED MUST KILL EVERYTHING. He’s extremely cuddly, and already completely spoiled.

He may not be the best thing for my productivity, but he sure does improve my sanity and mood.

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Bad Blogger. Bad.

June 9, 2011 1 comment

I’ve been pretty silent here the past week and a half or so. I’m sorry for that.

The truth is, it’s not because of bar prep or a lack of things going on (though both of those would be convenient excuses). Rather, I’ve been having a hard time adjusting. I miss home. The internet was really buggy for a few weeks, which cut me off from what seems like my only connection to the outside world. Basically, I’ve been throwing a giant hissy fit over here. Fiance has had to deal with it because he lives with me, but I had the good sense to try to keep it off the blog.

The past day or so, I think I’ve turned a corner. I’ve settled into a little bit of a routine, and buckled down on prep, because I’m getting into the harder subjects that I know less about. And, last night we went out with the neighbor across the hall to participate in trivia with some of his friends. It was a really good time, and restored my hope that we’re going to make friends.

So, with that little pity party out of the way, how about we talk about what’s being going on here in West-By-God-Virginia since we last saw each other. Last week was iPhone week, so this post is complete with iPhone photos. Incidentally, I have NO idea how I lived without this little piece of heaven before. No idea.

A few days after my last post, Fiance and I had lunch with The MIL at her favorite restaurant – Bob Evans. If it wasn’t clear from past posts … the MIL leaves me feeling very conflicted. On one hand, I know she’s old and lonely, and I don’t want to be mean, because my parents raised me better than that. On the other hand, she’s oppressive, and sometimes really mean to me. Despite my best efforts to make excuses to The Fiance (food poisoning! Migraine! Eaten by a bear!) I was forced to attend this lunch.

Much to my relief, The MIL seems to understand that perhaps we’re not so keen on the way she’d been treating us, and seems determined to suck up, which I am 100% fine with. To this end, she showed up with gift cards for graduation, and some additional presents for me. The most useful were the keychain with my name engraved (very sweet) and the red tote.


The Huge Red Tote. I think it's meant to be a beach bag, but I love it for my bar prep stuff.


To show how big this sucker really is. That's my Redbook for Kaplan. It's probably a good 2 inches thick. Still plenty of room in there.

Those of you who don’t live in the WV/MD/VA area may not know, but the summers are evidently humid as all hell, which is a definite adjustment from Pittsburgh. To combat this, we went to the diner down the street from our little apartment and got cold deserts. I’m not sure they even still make sundaes like this anywhere but small downs. I felt like I was back in the 1950s. An aside: there’s a drugstore down the street from us that still has an honest-to-God lunch counter.





Delicious. Very, very delicious.


There’s another local business I think you should know about. It’s the coffee shop in Shepherdstown, called The Lost Dog.  It’s … well, I’ll let the picture speak for itself:



The inside of The Lost Dog. Cluttered, blaring indie music, and full of hippie, environmentalist (and sometimes Anarchist) art and propoganda.


The photo simply doesn’t do it justice.  The coffee and drinks are amazing, and the reusable mugs cite its location as “Shepherdstown, Best Virginia.”  And if you were wondering about the ownership’s attitude? You should read this Yelp entry in which Garth, the owner, responds to Jessica M’s review of his coffee shop.

And finally, did you know that Sheetz gas stations are basically the best gas stations ever? For instance, not only can you get Made To Oder (MTO) sandwiches that are actually pretty good, most locations actually sell fresh fruit. Observe:


And it wasn't rotten and gross, either!


So, that’s what I’ve been up to. I’ll try to keep my hissy fits to a minimum, and keep up with the regular postings.

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