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Ahhh budgeting. In the span of six years, I've graduated from pencil and paper, to increasingly fancy excel templates, to YNAB (referral link). Over the past couple of years, whenever my brother's been in town or I've been visiting him, I noticed he'd say "Y-NAB!" and whip out his phone after every purchase. It was easy to forget what "YNAB" (why-nab) meant, but every time he spelled it

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Yesterday, having an abundance of strawberries given to us by our friends after their juicing party, I made this delicious pie. It was my first time using rhubarb, and making a pie with a lattice crust. Whenever I look up recipes and get them from blogs, I get a bit irritated by all the chitchat about the food by the blogger before they finally get to the recipe, but I do see the appeal

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This is a story I wrote in 2007. It was published on a travel website, but was edited (by them, not me) to hide the nature of my relationship with Lyndon (which is quite sad, as these parts are lovely). They also edited one part (about Lyndon pretending to shine an apple on his shirt), so much so that it's incomprehensible!  So here is the original version. Enjoy: Feeling Around

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I realized today that the best way for me to keep on writing travel articles is to write reflectively. That is, to write them after the trip, without notes, reflecting on what happened and how it may have changed me.  After interning at a magazine and later for a non-profit website, I got into the habit of planning out what I was going to write and carried this attitude with me. In the

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What you see here is my SCOBY after about six months. I gave half of it to a friend a few months ago and discarded the oldest layers last month, so it's probably 1/4 the size it would be had I left it to its own devices. This batch is being brewed with black tea. After experimenting with green and black tea, I prefer the milder taste of green tea kombucha. I don't use boiling water when

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batch #4 - mango kombucha A few weeks ago, I started making kombucha at home after finding instructions on foodrenegade.com (which has become one of my favorite sites recently). I remember my sister telling me about the first time she and her husband tried kombucha - they both took a sip and instantly and violently spit it out. I will admit that the first time I tasted it, I wasn't

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june 21 - 24 horse race at churchill downs gold David, downtown Louisville bike share The Comfy Cow - ice cream shop Louisville Civil Rights Icons the bridge to Indiana Lexington Farmers Market Lexington Art League strange sights on the road

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putting compost around some plants the last of the butterhead lettuce. so delicious! a blurry shot of me in the garden.  the first of the currant tomatoes. anxiously awaiting their ripening my whole bed most of the plants were started from seed. this pepper was not delicious "patio star" zucchini, grown from seed photos taken june 27, 2012

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In my last post (over a year ago!) I said I wanted to start writing more here since we were planning a trip to Portugal. Well since then, we moved away from Portland, went to Boston to visit my brother, and then spent some time in Portugal in July. I wish we could have traveled more around Europe and seen more friends, but we were limited by our funds. We chose Portugal because I had read online

Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5738492254645386511.post-23580812511001603982011-04-20T11:32:00.000-05:002012-05-11T13:58:07.393-05:00

Since the last time I wrote, another earthquake happened in Christchurch. No one I knew was seriously injured or killed, thank God, but the town we once called home was destroyed. I honestly don't even know what to say about that and the lives that were lost. Just over a month ago, L got into grad school, and so we are moving far away from here. It's a welcomed change. The routine of this life

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I read a travel article today that contained a link to not eating out in ny, a great blog on dining in. To me (and perhaps any other person of average to below average means), spending less and planning toward travel go hand in hand. While, as of late, I haven't been exactly frugal, I have many years experience on living on less. Something about spending a lot of money has always made me feel

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It's amazing how much your heart can ache for a place. How you realize how much you love it when you hear news of it. This is the case for me and Christchurch, New Zealand. Hearing about this earthquake has made me sick to my stomach, almost the same feeling I had when I heard about the Haiti earthquake... and knew that my best friend was there in Port-au-Prince. I looked up images a few minute

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Has it already been a week since my first post? In the past week, I got a job (yay!), took care of my sick nephew (exhausting!) and saw Eat Pray Love. As is always the case, the book is better than the movie. It's impossible to distance myself from what I expect to happen with what actually happens in the film. I could understand how different events needed to be tied into one event for the sake

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I am starting this travel blog thanks to encouragement from two friends, Raphaela and Allison. Both of these wonderful women are about to embark on an exiting new journey of their own in the near future. Bon voyage!

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