Do the Darndest Daily

Dear Blog, Once again it's time to look back at the past year and reflect on how much has changed. On just how much this move to Maine has changed my life for the better. My room is packed and I'm feeling a little lonely today, perhaps because my safe haven room is now in pieces. I woke in a bad mood this morning because 1) I couldn't sleep last night. I just couldn't turn my thoughts off and finally had to write them all down (stupid errand things like: fix the car door, should I drive to Boston this weekend, spackle the walls, sell my night stand, blah blah blah...) and read for a half hour before falling asleep at 3 a.m. 2) My room is a hot, foreign, non-inviting zone right now. 3) Last night my computer crashed. So! To solve this problem I made an appointment this morning at the Apple store and shipped out into the bright, hot summer day. While I was parking at the mall a pleasant scent wafted in through my open window and surprised me... Here, in the middle of ...

Dear Blog, I recently attended the Yarmouth Clam Festival which was a blast to do with friends! Joe and I won a stuffed animal from the darts booth by yelling "POP" when we missed a balloon. The guy behind the counter counted it every time, but probably because he talked us into a ten dollar game in the first place. I love you Joe :) Unfortunately we didn't go on any carnival rides since it was a cash only affair and we forgot to account for that. Though, we had an absolute blast walking around the art and crafts booths with friends Sarah, April, Heather and their charming significant others. During our walk through the rows of glass art, lobster drawings, Maine posters and wool hats we stumbled upon some unique and elegant pieces. This lady's work was one of my faves!   http://freshdesignsjewelry.com/ Beautiful and relatively inexpensive, original and whimsical, I love her work and highly recommend it ladies! She handcrafts these little treasures herself. Anoth...

Dear Blog, I am a whirlwind of emotions lately. On Thursday I had an interview at the MFA that went very well, and I'm looking forward to meeting them again this upcoming week. Funny though. I'm an art major and the only opportunity available to me at the MFA may be in the IT department. Do I mind? Not at all, I'd be over the moon grateful to get anything in that wonderful institution. Fingers crossed. This is the story of countless others through the states now trying to find work, by any means. Oh if only we could get employed! I find it ridiculous that wanting a job with a good salary and benefits feels more like being "hopeful" than anything else. Is it just me, or does the idea of landing a good job feel like having a 4.0 GPA and being told, "you'll be lucky if you land your safety school?" Needless to say, I was psyched to have this interview. Before I went in and sat on the cool leather couch of the HR offices, filled with the sounds of pap...

Dear Blog, Much of today has been spent walking around Boothbay Harbor with Joe, and it's been so relaxing. The sky is overcast, the water of the harbor shining like a smooth plate of silver while a mist encroaching on the shopfronts settles on the benches, awnings, and the cheeks of the tourists. Foghorns sound every now and again and the party of boats at the docks barely sway. Maine pace, to begin with, is already slow and easy but the pace of Boothbay Harbor on a day like today is at a crawl. With a clear mind and a quiet heart it's a perfect time to reflect on where I've been and where I want to be going with my life. Yes, it's going to be one of those  posts today. For anyone who doesn't know, music plays a very important role in my life. I remember being a little girl watching my dad play his guitar. At first, my interest was geared more toward the instrument itself than the music that derived from it. Once alone I'd go up to the venerable Yamaha and r...

Dear Blog, Let's call this Double dip day. Because there's nothing better than going in for that extra little bit of guacamole with a half bitten chip or leftover pasta sauce with a half eaten bread slice or ketchup with that extra long fry you wanted to savor bit by bit. Go for it. Everyone's got cooties anyway. So today I found out today that Kip, father of the child that I nanny, is in a BB MAK music video!! Additionally (and this I already knew) he played creepy bag-head man in the movie The Strangers! Well since I have no interest in horror films...sorry Kip, let me address the boy band topic... Not only did I absolutely SWOON for BB Mak as a young girl, but I was lucky enough to meet them! I'll never forget the moment they walked into the room at the House of Blues in Chicago. They were tall, the tallest men in the room. Golden tan and glowing, their perfectly spiked and frosted tips crowning their angelic boyish faces beaming down at the crowd of pimply, metal...

Dear Blog, I've decided to start addressing you so since all of my journal entries have always begun, "Dear Journal." This new opening line seemed more appropriate. Today is another beautiful day on the east coast, though becoming slightly overcast. The best way I found to combat any sneaking gray day blues is with a hot cup of Sweet Rose tea with a small spoonful of honey in it. It's my lunch break since the little lady I watch is down for her afternoon nap, so I'm organizing my thoughts and plans for the upcoming weeks. (Must add that I just made the most delicious salad with cucumber, carrots, turkey, mixed greens, and asiago peppercorn dressing...eeee!!) Next weekend I have a concert to perform with friends Sammie and Max. We form a band, still nameless, and play a variety of music, pop to folk, mostly acoustic and easy listening. By the way if you want to check out my youtube, here's the link!  Youtube ! That being said, band practice needs to happen ...

Hello all! In addition to the welcome note I wrote today I wanted to provide a true posting. First, let me introduce myself since I so rudely signed off without actually saying a thing about who I am or what I do. I'm Emily. I'm living on the eastern coast of the US and working for another three weeks as a full-time nanny, though what I want to be when I grow up is yet to be determined. I consider myself a writer, an artist, a singer-songwriter, a book collector, a sadly sometimes flaky friend, a cuddler, a sugar addict, a procrastinator and an all-time professional enthusiast about life in general. I am native to the northern suburbs of Chicago, but my family roots reach all over the globe and I feel lucky to be nestled within the arms of such wonderful, crazy, interesting family and friends who spread to all parts of the nation. But enough. I want to tell you about today. I flew into Boston from Chicago yesterday afternoon (a two-hour flight) followed by a two-hour bus f...