Me, Myself and iPhone

Flowers are blossoming

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Wed, 20 Apr 2016 22:53:00 +0000

Some little one wanted to contribute to the spring bloom!

Velveteen Christmas

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Sun, 19 Jan 2014 00:08:00 +0000

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Mon, 04 Nov 2013 14:30:00 +0000

Sooo, this happened on my street...

Found you

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Fri, 01 Nov 2013 13:54:00 +0000

Holy shoes, Batman

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Thu, 24 Oct 2013 13:56:00 +0000

It's 8am. On a Thursday. The rest of us are in boots and winter coats.

I still haven't figured out how...

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Thu, 05 Sep 2013 13:54:00 +0000

2D in a 3D world

These boots are made for walking

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Sat, 15 Jun 2013 21:41:00 +0000

Rawr

Change of season

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Thu, 13 Jun 2013 13:40:00 +0000

Summer is upon us! The birds are singing, the festivals are in full swing and the baby things are sprouting up from the sidewalk once again...

1 year anniversary

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Wed, 15 May 2013 18:11:00 +0000

I've been wanting to share this piece for a while but decided I would wait until I could post it as a celebration of the one year mark. :)

5.15.2012

My love, I’ll admit – I fell for you because you were bad. Our first night together, I remember thinking “Take that, Dad” with glee. We spent the next few years sneaking around together, hiding our relationship with the expertise of two star crossed lovers too young and inexperienced to know what signs to even hide. Thinking back, I’m sure just about everyone knew, don’t you?

I can’t really remember when it happened but eventually it stopped being about rebellion and started being about something a whole lot deeper. You became a friend, a companion, a confidant as our monthly rendezvous turned into weekly meetings turned into daily visits turned into hourly connections. I grew to love the way you smelled, the way you tasted, the way you felt inside of me. But more than anything, I loved that you were always there for me. In my happiest moments and my deepest sorrows, I could – and did – always turn to you and you never failed me. How did you do it? Anxiety, joy, fear, sadness, contentment, exhaustion, misery…whatever it was, you seemed to know what to do. I even stopped caring so much what other people thought about you and began introducing you to the people we’d been hiding from. You and I were in it together and there was no point in hiding it anymore. That didn’t stop them from telling me we were wrong for each other but the truth is, all it did was make me want you more. We were something the world could never understand.

I loved having you by my side. You were the outgoing one. Do you remember how you helped me make friends? At every party, in every job, you introduced me to the people who would become my closest companions. And when I didn’t feel like having any companions at all, then we could run off together. And those are some of my fondest memories of all. Just you and me. Late nights or stressful days, you and I – we’d sneak off together and leave the world behind.

But then things started to sour. I don’t know exactly what happened. I guess, our burning desire for each other became too much. I loved that you wanted to be with me all the time but I saw it start to take a toll on my work and my relationships. I tried to maintain a good balance but it was awfully hard to say no to my best friend. Even when you got abusive and started to hurt me when I didn’t obey your commands, still I continued to love you. I gave you everything. Like a single ivy vine that quickly encompasses an entire house, so our love continued to grow until there was almost nothing left of me. My friends, my family, my work, my health, my hobbies – you came before it all and I was watching it all slip away. I knew the bad times were killing me but the good times were still so good that it took years before I could even muster the courage to admit to myself that we would have to say goodbye. And years more before I could even say it outloud.

And when I finally did, it was the most painful thing I’d ever done. We’d been together for what felt like forever. In fact, I couldn’t remember a time without you. I literally didn’t know how to live without you. You had become a part of everything in my life. Days later, broken and desperate, I crawled back to you and there you were, with open arms. But to tell you the truth, that wasn’t any better. How many times did we break up since that first time? So many that I just stopped telling my friends. And each time, I found that I was miserable when we were together but I couldn’t live without you when we were apart.

We tried everything to make it work, didn’t we? We tried to be friends with benefits. We tried to keep it casual. We’ve tried to convince ourselves that this time would be different. But it never was. Sometimes there would be be days that would go by where I wouldn’t even think about you. And then…I’d see you with someone else. Or I’d hear something that reminds me of you and suddenly my entire body would ache for you for hours until I'd have no choice but to come back to you and hope that this time we could make it work. But I was always wrong

And so, I have realized, my darling, that I must do the impossible. I must leave you for good. Even if I am at my worst and need you more than life itself, I will not go to you. We are not friends or even acquaintances. We are not anything but two paths diverging, never to cross again. I don’t regret our time together – you were just what I needed for who I was at that time in my life. But I’ve changed. Maybe you will too someday but somehow I doubt it. I’m sorry I am so weak. But I am. Know that not a day goes by that I don’t think about you – and I suspect that won’t change for a while. Even if does, I know that you will never disappear completely from my mind.

Goodbye, my love. Goodbye, cigarettes.

Snow art

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Sun, 27 Jan 2013 01:01:00 +0000

Just...yes.

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Sun, 11 Nov 2012 01:49:00 +0000

Just for the record

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Mon, 29 Oct 2012 13:40:00 +0000

October 29, 2012
On the way to work, I had the entire bus to myself.

A different point of view

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Mon, 29 Oct 2012 13:36:00 +0000

I don't get to say this often, but recently I got to see Chicago from a different angle. Can you guess where?

Can you spot the differences?

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Mon, 29 Oct 2012 13:32:00 +0000

Same week. Same location.

Ain't nothin' but...

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Sat, 13 Oct 2012 21:38:00 +0000

It's fun to have Elvis sing to you and give you his scarf. But...what do you do with it afterwards?

You take a picture and then throw it away.

Thanks Elvis!

Dust to dust

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Sun, 30 Sep 2012 01:29:00 +0000

I regret to report the status of the single lost sock from my previous entry:

One two buckle my shoe

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Wed, 26 Sep 2012 00:32:00 +0000

Did it always rain baby things and I just didn't notice?

Familiar faces

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Tue, 18 Sep 2012 13:23:00 +0000

As the sun came up, I saw this guy peeking at me through the window!

Welcome back, friend!

Do I need words?

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Sun, 09 Sep 2012 01:27:00 +0000

Escape

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Sat, 08 Sep 2012 02:56:00 +0000

I stole away to Michigan for Labor Day with Jamie:

Although this is probably more like it:

Enjoyed quiet mornings over tea:

And ate soul nourishing food:

Explored small towns:

Saw Lake Michigan from the other side:

Encountered dinosaurs:

Discovered the road to Hogwarts (if you want to drive instead of taking a train):

And did it all in my dream car:

And learned a valuable lesson about wearing sunblock while in said dream car:

My thoughts exactly

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Fri, 07 Sep 2012 19:31:00 +0000

I just love this city.
I love that this rotating monstrosity is just part of my walk home.
I love to think about what it means to the passing masses. If I had my hands on a paranormal activity sensor, I imagine the needle would be off the charts with Specters.

No cigar

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Thu, 30 Aug 2012 13:19:00 +0000

This honey bee was REALLY confused.

Velveteen Blog

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Wed, 29 Aug 2012 14:07:00 +0000

Siren's

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Mon, 20 Aug 2012 16:35:00 +0000

You guys, I really think I found my calling: champion of abandoned toys.

It's called life

noreply@blogger.com (AS) — Sat, 18 Aug 2012 20:00:00 +0000