Ten Things I've always THOUGHT
...But Never Actually SAID1. I don't like striped sweaters or t-shirts on men.2. I've spent my whole life 10 lbs shy of my ideal weight.3. I'll probably never cut more than 6 inches off my super-long hair.4. One bowl of cereal is usually just not enough.5. I don't like facial hair, aside from a 5 o'clock shadow.6. I force myself to sleep late on the weekends just because I can.7. I think I'm better looking at "almost-30" than I was at "almost-20."8. I don't miss a single thing about high school.9. I finally understand why people "get married for the health benefits."10. M

If it makes you happy
No one wants to know you're happy.Seriously. They don't. They say they do, they feign interest in the oh-so-cute-and-romantic stories you share, but at the end of the day, your misery is more entertaining and your happiness? Less so.Maybe your closest friends and family like to think you're happy, but they don't need to be faced with it every time they see you.Your migraines are more entertaining than your happy marriage.And your minor car accident is more interesting than your brand new car will ever be.So when things are going well, we may find ourselves keeping to ourselves more than we should. We make the ef

Growing up means shutting up
I haven't posted much on this blog for two reasons.1. I'm very busy.2. I'm afraid EVERY TOPIC I want to write about will end up ticking someone off.I recently realized that the fact that I'm sensitive to the idea all of a sudden, doesn't say anything about my friends or family suddenly being less understanding or open minded.It has to do with the fact that suddenly I'm more aware of how my words might upset them.There was a time when I thought the word "crass" was a compliment.When hearing people declare that "Chrissie will say whatever she wants without apology," was something that I could be proud of.And maybe I'm jus

Finding piece
There's something about things falling into place that just illuminates all the other things that are still in disarray.It's like a 1,000-piece puzzle, with only the edges assembled.We may immediately feel as if we've accomplished something, but in the end we're left with just a big empty box.We can become frustrated with our clean edges and carved out future because sometimes it seems like that empty box, the outline waiting for more, is just... life.A series of pieces that surely have a place in the "whole" but pieces that also need to be just so in order for everything around them to work out.And so, we fill our puzzle, o

Wings and beer
Two girls.20 wings.A basket of fries.And a bread bowl of spinach dip (with stale chips).You'd think we hadn't eaten for days given the spread of carbs that lay on our table. In combination with the stack of napkins covered in barbecue sauce, the empty pints of Octoberfest, and the bowl of chicken bones, there was little room for much more than our conversation."We should take a picture with all this food!" I exclaimed.And nicely enough, the man standing behind us offered to take the shot."Make sure you get all the food!" We declared, since that was the purpose of getting out the camera to begin with.