Wooden toy business grows from local couple's home
You can read Amy's blog here, or visit her etsy store here.
Plus I bought a Harper rattle for Lin's cousin Betsy, who just had her baby Claire last week. It's even more awesome in person.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
One thing I love about my job
Browsing etsy and discovering the featured seller of the week is from Worthington, then deciding I MUST write a story about them. And then do.
Wooden toy business grows from local couple's home
You can read Amy's blog here, or visit her etsy store here.
Wooden toy business grows from local couple's home
You can read Amy's blog here, or visit her etsy store here.
Friday, May 1, 2009
"Oh milk, milk, I love milk ...
I like to drink it when I eat. It comes from cows; I think that's neat!"
Kim totally made my day today with this post on the content of Milk's inbox. Nice.
In other news, I'm still blogging over at Written Bliss. Catch me there if you miss me!
Kim totally made my day today with this post on the content of Milk's inbox. Nice.
In other news, I'm still blogging over at Written Bliss. Catch me there if you miss me!
Monday, February 23, 2009
Where is Lisa?
I'm not making a permanent move (yet), but I just don't have the energy to keep up two blogs right now.
For the moment, you can find me here if you care to read about relationships and wedding planning!
For the moment, you can find me here if you care to read about relationships and wedding planning!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
A story that no one cares to hear
I'm terribly uncomfortable right now, and what's really ironic is that I'm wearing jeans.
Yes, that's right, I'm wearing jeans at work. On a Thursday. No, it's not casual day.
I thought my khakis were in my car, so this morning when I woke up a little late for our 10 a.m. meeting, I just threw on jeans with the full intention of changing afterward.
Except then I went out to my car, and there were no khakis there.
I spent the morning carrying my desk-drawer blanket around in front of me to obscure the dress code violation.
But alas, it was all for naught.
You see, I won an award. OK, it was an honorable mention, and I'm never sure how to feel about those. They're like, "Hey, you didn't win, but nice try!" So the bosses wanted me to enter the same articles in another competition and I made the trek back to the morgue to grab some tear sheets.
Of course someone had already purged last January's archives and dumped all the back issues into a giant bin. I knew I'd spend all afternoon in there if I had to dig through them on my own, so I grabbed my editor to help me out.
On our way back to the morgue, the big boss stopped us. And my jeans-wearing self tried to turn invisible.
*sigh*
Just one of those days, I guess, when even wearing a nice pair of jeans can't improve your mood.
Yes, that's right, I'm wearing jeans at work. On a Thursday. No, it's not casual day.
I thought my khakis were in my car, so this morning when I woke up a little late for our 10 a.m. meeting, I just threw on jeans with the full intention of changing afterward.
Except then I went out to my car, and there were no khakis there.
I spent the morning carrying my desk-drawer blanket around in front of me to obscure the dress code violation.
But alas, it was all for naught.
You see, I won an award. OK, it was an honorable mention, and I'm never sure how to feel about those. They're like, "Hey, you didn't win, but nice try!" So the bosses wanted me to enter the same articles in another competition and I made the trek back to the morgue to grab some tear sheets.
Of course someone had already purged last January's archives and dumped all the back issues into a giant bin. I knew I'd spend all afternoon in there if I had to dig through them on my own, so I grabbed my editor to help me out.
On our way back to the morgue, the big boss stopped us. And my jeans-wearing self tried to turn invisible.
*sigh*
Just one of those days, I guess, when even wearing a nice pair of jeans can't improve your mood.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
One too many times
Ok, I'm caving. I've been bugged about this enough that I'm gonna do it. Sorry!
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.
1.) With my family, I have lived in six houses in four states. Total years in Ohio: 9 (if you count college). Total years in VA: 10. -- Virginia, you're still winning!
2.) I have been in love three times.
3.) I have four blogs, but only two I write on regularly. One is entirely secret and contains my confused musings over Lin!
4.) I have never had a dog or a cat. When I get married, I'll have two cats! And then we'll get a dog.
5.) After my first break up, I cut off all my hair. After my second break up, I dyed it red.
6.) Whenever I go over to visit Lin, I force him to lend me his clothes, even if I'm wearing perfectly fine ones. And then I steal them for later use.
7.) I like sitting (or lying) on the floor. As long as it's carpeted.
8.) I hadn't eaten Chinese food until I was in high school. Why did I wait so long!?!
9.) I like antiques, but the fact that other people have used them before freaks me out a little.
10.) I didn't drink until 8 months after I turned 21, and I don't regret waiting.
11.) I've tried to learn how to play the guitar several different times, but can only ever remember two chords. "Saturn, saturn, saturn!"
12.) I'm very sensitive to temperature. I get sick if I'm too hot in the summer and am miserable when it's cold.
13.) I have never left the Western Hemisphere. I've been to Canada, Mexico, Belize and Nicaragua. I think I need to branch out. The furthest east I've ever been is to Bermuda.
14.) I think heaven is probably a lot like Bermuda.
15.) I hate politics and I pay way too much attention to them.
16.) I love talk radio.
17.) I think I've had many best friends in my life. Some of them probably don't know that they're on that list. My sister is my best best friend.
18.) My fiance has many awesome qualities, but one of my favorites is his loyalty. I think that combined, we are probably the most loyal couple in the world.
19.) Even though it sometimes drives me crazy how much he lets his friends take advantage of that fact.
20.) I think he wants babies even more than I do!
21.) A huge weight was lifted off my shoulders this summer when I finally acknowledged that I needed help managing my anxiety. I have Generalized Axiety Disorder. Medication helps.
22.) A few years ago I buckled down on my eating and lost 40 pounds. I've gained some back now, but at least I know I have will power somewhere inside me.
23.) I found a church! Full of really nice people who love God!
24.) I wish I had someone to help me plan my wedding, but I can't afford a wedding planner.
25.) I have a secret dream to be a reader for a book on tape.
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.
1.) With my family, I have lived in six houses in four states. Total years in Ohio: 9 (if you count college). Total years in VA: 10. -- Virginia, you're still winning!
2.) I have been in love three times.
3.) I have four blogs, but only two I write on regularly. One is entirely secret and contains my confused musings over Lin!
4.) I have never had a dog or a cat. When I get married, I'll have two cats! And then we'll get a dog.
5.) After my first break up, I cut off all my hair. After my second break up, I dyed it red.
6.) Whenever I go over to visit Lin, I force him to lend me his clothes, even if I'm wearing perfectly fine ones. And then I steal them for later use.
7.) I like sitting (or lying) on the floor. As long as it's carpeted.
8.) I hadn't eaten Chinese food until I was in high school. Why did I wait so long!?!
9.) I like antiques, but the fact that other people have used them before freaks me out a little.
10.) I didn't drink until 8 months after I turned 21, and I don't regret waiting.
11.) I've tried to learn how to play the guitar several different times, but can only ever remember two chords. "Saturn, saturn, saturn!"
12.) I'm very sensitive to temperature. I get sick if I'm too hot in the summer and am miserable when it's cold.
13.) I have never left the Western Hemisphere. I've been to Canada, Mexico, Belize and Nicaragua. I think I need to branch out. The furthest east I've ever been is to Bermuda.
14.) I think heaven is probably a lot like Bermuda.
15.) I hate politics and I pay way too much attention to them.
16.) I love talk radio.
17.) I think I've had many best friends in my life. Some of them probably don't know that they're on that list. My sister is my best best friend.
18.) My fiance has many awesome qualities, but one of my favorites is his loyalty. I think that combined, we are probably the most loyal couple in the world.
19.) Even though it sometimes drives me crazy how much he lets his friends take advantage of that fact.
20.) I think he wants babies even more than I do!
21.) A huge weight was lifted off my shoulders this summer when I finally acknowledged that I needed help managing my anxiety. I have Generalized Axiety Disorder. Medication helps.
22.) A few years ago I buckled down on my eating and lost 40 pounds. I've gained some back now, but at least I know I have will power somewhere inside me.
23.) I found a church! Full of really nice people who love God!
24.) I wish I had someone to help me plan my wedding, but I can't afford a wedding planner.
25.) I have a secret dream to be a reader for a book on tape.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Life makeover
I'm having one of those weeks. You know, the ones where you're like,"Life, I'm really fed up with you right now. It's time for a change."
And then, instead of just forgetting it, you actually DO SOMETHING.
This was one of those housecleaning weeks. No, I didn't actually clean my house (although that's on the list, for sure). I just started taking care of things on my to do lists -- my wedding to-do list and my life to-do list.
I went to the doctor and got a couple new prescriptions. I got the stickers for my license plates so I don't have to be worried about cops pulling me over for having expired tags. Lin and I went to a Bible study (*gasp!*). OK, so it's more like a small group/Bible study/book club. But still.
I whipped out the journal Sara gave me last year and made it into my wedding notebook -- a place to keep track of my wedding to-dos. And then I crossed three things off my list!
Yesterday, I actually went to the gym in my apartment complex and ran 2.5 miles on the elliptical machine.
Of course, my room, which Mom and I cleaned last week, is getting messy again. And I still haven't done anything about our Save The Dates. And I haven't been keeping track of my eating on WeightWatchers.com.
But I'm moving in the right direction.
Let's see how long this lasts ...
And then, instead of just forgetting it, you actually DO SOMETHING.
This was one of those housecleaning weeks. No, I didn't actually clean my house (although that's on the list, for sure). I just started taking care of things on my to do lists -- my wedding to-do list and my life to-do list.
I went to the doctor and got a couple new prescriptions. I got the stickers for my license plates so I don't have to be worried about cops pulling me over for having expired tags. Lin and I went to a Bible study (*gasp!*). OK, so it's more like a small group/Bible study/book club. But still.
I whipped out the journal Sara gave me last year and made it into my wedding notebook -- a place to keep track of my wedding to-dos. And then I crossed three things off my list!
Yesterday, I actually went to the gym in my apartment complex and ran 2.5 miles on the elliptical machine.
Of course, my room, which Mom and I cleaned last week, is getting messy again. And I still haven't done anything about our Save The Dates. And I haven't been keeping track of my eating on WeightWatchers.com.
But I'm moving in the right direction.
Let's see how long this lasts ...
Monday, January 5, 2009
In honor of you
One year ago today, I sat on my parents kitchen floor with my head in my hands, trying to decide what to do about this really cute boy I liked.
He'd kissed me on New Years Eve. And I didn't know what to do about it.
But it was his 26th birthday, so I baked him cookies and wrote him an e-mail that I never sent ... until today.
This is (part of) what I wrote:
"I'm sorry for this, another letter I won't send you. More proof of my insanity, I guess.
I don't know what this week has been like for you. I can't imagine, you mysterious man. But what with Jenn and the way she looked at me today and told me that you were excited that I was baking you cookies, and the way Teter seemed so happy about the idea of something happening with us, even after she talked to you about it, makes me think that you were looking forward to seeing how this thing with me would/will turn out.
On New Year's and today, out at lunch, you talk about us doing things together. A Bruce Springsteen concert, St. Patrick's Day, camping, Athens at Halloween. Like you expect or hope me to be around and still involved in your life.
So that's a good sign, right? I mean, I've never been very adept at reading guys, but I'm guessing that means you like having me around, in your life, yes?
I baked the cookies tonight. I told my mother about you. I told Teter and Jenny Wray and grinned when I thought about you. I got spacey yesterday and Cliff wondered where I was zoned out to ... But even with how much I like you and even with knowing you probably feel the same way, this week has been torture for me. I don't know, maybe it's not easy for you, either, but from the outside, it sure seems like it is.
And here I am, a total wreck, because for every happy moment and hope, I also have this struggle that goes on with me. Because I'm not convinced that anything happening with you and I is the RIGHT thing.
I don't know if you can understand this. I mean right for you, as well as right for me.
Maybe you can take relationships lightly. I don't know you well enough to know. Sometimes I wish I could, but I can't. And it makes me an emotional freak and is probably why you're only the second guy I've ever kissed. I hate even talking to you like this because I'm so afraid I'm going to scare you off.
But I guess the question I keep asking myself is 'What is the right thing for us to do in this situation?' I don't want to avoid answering that question, as much as I would love to, and just have fun with you. THAT is one thing I know wouldn't be right. People are too important -- YOU are too important -- for me to just write this off and do whatever I want (which, trust me, includes being with you).
It's like I said before. You said I can't hurt you. I don't want to overestimate myself here, but you said yourself that you just want someone who will be nice to you -- not mean. And not thinking this through, that IS mean to you.
I was right with what I said before, about me going to want you to be different. Maybe you'd want me to be different, too.
What I'm trying to say is this: I'm not going to change either. I'm always going to be the girl who plays board games and bakes and is close to her family and listens to lame pop music and hates crowds and has stage fright. Though maybe the stage fright might fade a little bit. ;) Am I someone you could handle being with?
In spite of that completely terrifying speech I just gave, please don't make the mistake of thinking that because I'm taking so much time to think about this means that I would be this way all the time, about everything in a relationship. If I decide I'm in something, I'm in. I'm not one to continually rethink after I've made a decision. It's just that I haven't made a decision about this yet.
I feel as though I need more information from you. Is what we could (or more correctly, should) be something that you're actually interested in? Because if not -- or if you're more interested in NOT thinking about it, and you believe that me taking this time to think makes me ridiculous and freaky -- then we should both probably just let it go.
Not that it would be easy, mind you. I really like you. For all the reasons I've said and many reasons I don't know how to say.
Well, again, not going to send this to you. I called you tonight. You didn't answer. You didn't answer my texts, either. Maybe that's a good thing considering how wigged out I am right now. I sat on the kitchen floor for a half hour trying to figure out all the things I wanted to say to you before I came upstairs and wrote this; can you believe it? Just sat there with my head in my hands, trying to figure out what the RIGHT thing is to do about liking you.
I'm going to try to let it go for just awhile longer. Hide the crazy, as they said on this one episode of Scrubs. Apparently that's what normal people do at the beginning of relationships.
So I'm going to keep pretending I'm normal. But I won't be able to forever. Sometime I'm going to tell you all this crap and then YOU'LL be wigged out, too, probably. And then watch me never get to hang out with you and Garth and Jenn ever again. Man, that would suck.
All I really wanted to tell you tonight was to watch out, because I told my mom about you and she has Facebook and will probably track you down and friend you to try to keep tabs on me and you.
Also that I baked your cookies and try to figure out what we should do to celebrate your birthday. To celebrate 26 years of Lin in the world. It's way better with you around, that's for sure."
Happy Birthday, Lin. My world is way better with you in it.
He'd kissed me on New Years Eve. And I didn't know what to do about it.
But it was his 26th birthday, so I baked him cookies and wrote him an e-mail that I never sent ... until today.
This is (part of) what I wrote:
"I'm sorry for this, another letter I won't send you. More proof of my insanity, I guess.
I don't know what this week has been like for you. I can't imagine, you mysterious man. But what with Jenn and the way she looked at me today and told me that you were excited that I was baking you cookies, and the way Teter seemed so happy about the idea of something happening with us, even after she talked to you about it, makes me think that you were looking forward to seeing how this thing with me would/will turn out.
On New Year's and today, out at lunch, you talk about us doing things together. A Bruce Springsteen concert, St. Patrick's Day, camping, Athens at Halloween. Like you expect or hope me to be around and still involved in your life.
So that's a good sign, right? I mean, I've never been very adept at reading guys, but I'm guessing that means you like having me around, in your life, yes?
I baked the cookies tonight. I told my mother about you. I told Teter and Jenny Wray and grinned when I thought about you. I got spacey yesterday and Cliff wondered where I was zoned out to ... But even with how much I like you and even with knowing you probably feel the same way, this week has been torture for me. I don't know, maybe it's not easy for you, either, but from the outside, it sure seems like it is.
And here I am, a total wreck, because for every happy moment and hope, I also have this struggle that goes on with me. Because I'm not convinced that anything happening with you and I is the RIGHT thing.
I don't know if you can understand this. I mean right for you, as well as right for me.
Maybe you can take relationships lightly. I don't know you well enough to know. Sometimes I wish I could, but I can't. And it makes me an emotional freak and is probably why you're only the second guy I've ever kissed. I hate even talking to you like this because I'm so afraid I'm going to scare you off.
But I guess the question I keep asking myself is 'What is the right thing for us to do in this situation?' I don't want to avoid answering that question, as much as I would love to, and just have fun with you. THAT is one thing I know wouldn't be right. People are too important -- YOU are too important -- for me to just write this off and do whatever I want (which, trust me, includes being with you).
It's like I said before. You said I can't hurt you. I don't want to overestimate myself here, but you said yourself that you just want someone who will be nice to you -- not mean. And not thinking this through, that IS mean to you.
I was right with what I said before, about me going to want you to be different. Maybe you'd want me to be different, too.
What I'm trying to say is this: I'm not going to change either. I'm always going to be the girl who plays board games and bakes and is close to her family and listens to lame pop music and hates crowds and has stage fright. Though maybe the stage fright might fade a little bit. ;) Am I someone you could handle being with?
In spite of that completely terrifying speech I just gave, please don't make the mistake of thinking that because I'm taking so much time to think about this means that I would be this way all the time, about everything in a relationship. If I decide I'm in something, I'm in. I'm not one to continually rethink after I've made a decision. It's just that I haven't made a decision about this yet.
I feel as though I need more information from you. Is what we could (or more correctly, should) be something that you're actually interested in? Because if not -- or if you're more interested in NOT thinking about it, and you believe that me taking this time to think makes me ridiculous and freaky -- then we should both probably just let it go.
Not that it would be easy, mind you. I really like you. For all the reasons I've said and many reasons I don't know how to say.
Well, again, not going to send this to you. I called you tonight. You didn't answer. You didn't answer my texts, either. Maybe that's a good thing considering how wigged out I am right now. I sat on the kitchen floor for a half hour trying to figure out all the things I wanted to say to you before I came upstairs and wrote this; can you believe it? Just sat there with my head in my hands, trying to figure out what the RIGHT thing is to do about liking you.
I'm going to try to let it go for just awhile longer. Hide the crazy, as they said on this one episode of Scrubs. Apparently that's what normal people do at the beginning of relationships.
So I'm going to keep pretending I'm normal. But I won't be able to forever. Sometime I'm going to tell you all this crap and then YOU'LL be wigged out, too, probably. And then watch me never get to hang out with you and Garth and Jenn ever again. Man, that would suck.
All I really wanted to tell you tonight was to watch out, because I told my mom about you and she has Facebook and will probably track you down and friend you to try to keep tabs on me and you.
Also that I baked your cookies and try to figure out what we should do to celebrate your birthday. To celebrate 26 years of Lin in the world. It's way better with you around, that's for sure."
Happy Birthday, Lin. My world is way better with you in it.
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