Monthly Archives: November 2010

giddy and giggly

I am both of those things today. The plan was for Mike and me to get together for a late lunch Sunday, as he’d be leaving this morning to go back to Boston for the week.  His living situation is … Continue reading

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vulnerability

Today I’m being reminded that I’m too damn old to be out so late, but last night when Mike and I were on our second date it felt like time was just standing still. I felt invincible, wide awake, I … Continue reading

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suburban drugs

In the past two weeks I’ve watched two drug deals go down in my parking lot from my balcony. Both times the same seller, different buyers. I had my suspicions about him, but I don’t think it should ever be … Continue reading

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giddy little things

What stood out to me most Sunday night on my date was just how much I’ve been missing the company of a nice guy.  The intelligent conversation.  The little butterflies you get when you feel like you’re really hitting it … Continue reading

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a losing game, a winning night

Saturday night Mr. D and I went to the Hawks game.  Yeah, I’d heard Will’s words that I shouldn’t go backwards with the progress and yeah, I’d been super pissed that he’d forgotten our plans Wednesday night.  But I ended … Continue reading

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date night

My date last night was fantastic. A delicious Italian restaurant in midtown followed by drinks at the only place agreeing to serve us in Atlantic Station (it was getting late). A pretty dress, a gentleman (who confessed after 2 glasses … Continue reading

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did i really just see this

Why yes. Yes I did.

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random weekend thoughts

I’m going to start bagging my own groceries when I go to the store. It blows my mind that bagger dude thinks a frozen dinner needs its own bag. Or that the powdered sugar needs its own bag. The 2 … Continue reading

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cupcake wine? check

And furthermore…. Tonight I heard my dickhead neighbor on the phone with a girl. It was sooo obvious it was a girl. I’ve disliked this Dickhead since he first moved in. He’s pompous, rude, never speaks. And so I’ve just … Continue reading

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therapeutic happy hour

The plan for last night was simple:  Go home, bake cupcakes, watch tv, play with and pet cute little white puppies and go to bed.  Yeah.  That didn’t happen. It all started when The Astrologist decided to finally break things … Continue reading

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drinking

It’s always obvious, I’m sure, when I post after indulging in a little vino.  Like last night’s post.  It’s sooo like Tipsy Barista in the way I repeat the same stuff over and over.  Made me laugh a lil when … Continue reading

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a big fuck you

We had plans tonight. Plans. Like I’d looked forward to it since his text Monday night saying Wednesday would be good. Like I told the guy I’d met at the Moroccan place that I couldn’t do tonight because of it. … Continue reading

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gross. just gross.

Being cold at night is imperative for my happiness in life.  In the summer my air is set at 70 or below just so I can sleep beneath a down comforter and, often, an additional blanket.  Required.  In the winter … Continue reading

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my eating out while dating peeves

I’m not Miss Manners by any means, but there are certain things that don’t work for me when it comes to eating out…things I would have a lot of trouble over-looking on a date. Like if a man doesn’t put … Continue reading

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funkdified

“You’re really in a funk right now,” The Astrologist told me on two separate occasions yesterday.  And it bugged me.  Her words cut like knives into me, because of course she’s right but I’m usually better at hiding things from … Continue reading

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something sweet

Mannnn….I wish I hadn’t let College Roomie talk me out of taking pictures of the cupcakes she made yesterday!  It would have been so perfect for this rainy day blog. I’m pretty sure I have mentioned this before, but College … Continue reading

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put in my place

I spent all day feeling excited about seeing Hal tonight. I practiced what I’d say (not in a mirror, just in me head), I made sure I looked cute, I was down-right giddtastic. And then I arrived at our usual … Continue reading

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conversations

I was headed to lunch, purse in hand, when I stopped into The Astrologist’s office for a brief second. The Astrologist:  Where are you going? Barista:  Don’t know yet.  A glass of wine sounds good. TA (with excitement): We should! … Continue reading

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beggars can’t be choosers

We were allowed to wear jeans to work today as long as we brought a canned food item to donate.  In true Barista fashion I completely forgot the donation part, but totally remembered to wear jeans.  When I got to … Continue reading

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cuh-ruuush-ing

Crushes used to be such a constant in my life, so looking back at blogging over the past nearly 5 years I’ve really spent a lot of time talking about my various crushes. With the exception of Seal and the … Continue reading

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