Monday, October 24, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
A Houston Farewell
Yeah, so I've been out of commission for awhile. And I'm not going to explain myself because I just don't feel like it.
It's my blog, not yours.
So, it's official.
This Schizo will be living in a new city.
Boyfriend accepted a fabulous dream job in Oklahoma City.
But what if I miss you?
And that's pretty much all it took.
So what?
Stop judging me, I can't handle it.
Good thing I finally got that Texas driver's license and tags.
But when life gives you lemons...you find a way to make a margarita and say hiiyaaaaa.
What is she talking about? She's all over the place. That's not at all insightful.
The family that I nanny-ed (nannied?) for in high school and college has decided to take me back so in the interim, while I look for a more responsible job in Oklahoma City, I will be nannying.
And making more money than I make now.
FML.
Nanny sounds so much better than babysitter.
The American Dream. This is why we went to college, ya'll.
But I'm thinking, it will be JUST like Real Housewives of Orange County.
Except I don't own a house, I'm not rich, and I'll be borrowing kids.
Basically the same exact thing.
Hayyy bitches.
This is OKC.
**Buildings in images are smaller than they appear
Regardless, I have come to love and own this sweaty, large, fabulous and highly schizophrenic city they call Houston, Mexas.
I've come up with a list of things that I will miss about Houston:
1. 9 month summers
2. Feeling like you're in another country because English, to my surprise, isn't exactly required. It's basically the most exotic place on Earth.
3. Professional baseball. 'merica.
4. An epic skyline
5. That guy in the green above
Are you crying yet? This is SAD.
6. Running at lunch
7. Palm trees. OMG the palm trees.
8. 25 dollar mani/pedis
So what if I'm shallow?
9. Drinks to-go in Hobby airport. WHY didn't I think of this.
10. Drive thru margaritas. Obviously the overall casual attitude towards drinking and embracing drinkers as not fuck-ups of society but rather as, a business opportunity for all.
11. Fabulous, perfect friends to explore this unreal city. I became grown-ups with these people, in this city. Plenty was witnessed.
12. My first grown-up girl, apartment. I have emotional attachment to this place. It's mildly inappropriate.
13. I regret I don't have a picture for this - but the best, BEST restaurants, fine dining, grub in here in Houston. They don't call it the fattest city for nothing. Houstonians KNOW their grub. A foodie's paradise. Truly, madly, deeply.
14. The Texans. Not because they're great, but because living in a city with no NFL team significantly reduces the likelihood that I will see a Rolls Royce in drive-thru and a Ferarri on I-10. Because lets get real, that's the closest I'm going to get.
15. The everyday chance of running into Beyonce or anyone in the Knowles family.
In the event of not being in Houston, I am working on a complete site overhaul. Stay tuned for more ridiculously charming entertainment to come.
About my hiatus, sorry I'm not sorry.
It's my blog, not yours.
So, it's official.
This Schizo will be living in a new city.
Boyfriend accepted a fabulous dream job in Oklahoma City.
But what if I miss you?
And that's pretty much all it took.
So what?
Stop judging me, I can't handle it.
Good thing I finally got that Texas driver's license and tags.
But when life gives you lemons...you find a way to make a margarita and say hiiyaaaaa.
What is she talking about? She's all over the place. That's not at all insightful.
The family that I nanny-ed (nannied?) for in high school and college has decided to take me back so in the interim, while I look for a more responsible job in Oklahoma City, I will be nannying.
And making more money than I make now.
FML.
Nanny sounds so much better than babysitter.
The American Dream. This is why we went to college, ya'll.
But I'm thinking, it will be JUST like Real Housewives of Orange County.
Except I don't own a house, I'm not rich, and I'll be borrowing kids.
Basically the same exact thing.
**Buildings in images are smaller than they appear
Regardless, I have come to love and own this sweaty, large, fabulous and highly schizophrenic city they call Houston, Mexas.
I've come up with a list of things that I will miss about Houston:
1. 9 month summers
2. Feeling like you're in another country because English, to my surprise, isn't exactly required. It's basically the most exotic place on Earth.
3. Professional baseball. 'merica.
4. An epic skyline
Are you crying yet? This is SAD.
6. Running at lunch
7. Palm trees. OMG the palm trees.
So what if I'm shallow?
9. Drinks to-go in Hobby airport. WHY didn't I think of this.
10. Drive thru margaritas. Obviously the overall casual attitude towards drinking and embracing drinkers as not fuck-ups of society but rather as, a business opportunity for all.
11. Fabulous, perfect friends to explore this unreal city. I became grown-ups with these people, in this city. Plenty was witnessed.
12. My first grown-up girl, apartment. I have emotional attachment to this place. It's mildly inappropriate.
14. The Texans. Not because they're great, but because living in a city with no NFL team significantly reduces the likelihood that I will see a Rolls Royce in drive-thru and a Ferarri on I-10. Because lets get real, that's the closest I'm going to get.
15. The everyday chance of running into Beyonce or anyone in the Knowles family.
In the event of not being in Houston, I am working on a complete site overhaul. Stay tuned for more ridiculously charming entertainment to come.
About my hiatus, sorry I'm not sorry.
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