Dear Paul,

Life is short. Knowing this, being aware of my own mortality and the fragility of my existence, I make certain choices. I know you may not agree with them, but I do what I think is best to maximize my potential happiness on a daily basis. They always say to live each day like it is your last, and I could not agree more fully. Which is why I ate all of the peanuts from the tub of caramel corn you bought. I'm sorry. You told me that I should not pick through the popcorn to find the "pieces of goodness", but I simply wasn't getting enough by eating it the traditional way, so I used a bright light to search through the popcorn and fish out all of the delicious peanuts. I'm not a bad person, really. I'm just efficient and practical. It's the same way with cookie dough ...continue reading.

A Milestone. Or Perhaps A Headstone.

I'm finishing college this week. I'm finishing college this week. That sounds so odd that I feel the need to say it a couple of times. It's weird for a few reasons, the first being that I'm graduating in the middle of the summer with absolutely no fanfare, and the second being that I still feel like I'm eleven, excited about shaving my legs, and worried about the cool kids not liking me. To be an adult with a degree is completely foreign; I thought by this point in my life I'd be all grown up and sophisticated, when in reality, I'm a bigger disaster than ever before. But to commemorate this landmark and perhaps bring some sense of personal closure to this period in my life, I'm going to recap the past few years.In August of 2002, I moved to Charleston, South Carolina to attend the College of Charleston. ...continue reading.

Be Careful What You Wish For.

While driving home from dinner at my parents' house with Paul last night, I wistfully looked out at the torrential downpour and remarked, "I really feel like just laying outside in the rain." At the time, it just sounded pleasant and relaxing - and also not something that I was actually going to do.Shortly after making that comment, we came to a blocked section of the road that forced us to take a detour. I chose to take a road that runs parallel to Route 50 in order to bypass multiple traffic lights, and was almost home when I plowed into a puddle. The puddle turned out to be a lake, and my car died immediately. (In my defense, it was dark and it was pouring, so I couldn't really see far enough ahead to detect the depth of the water.) I was unconcerned at first, until I rolled down ...continue reading.

Iced Venti Shut The Hell Up

The Director of Business Development at my company came to my desk today to ask me to help him edit a proposal. He stood in my cubicle for about three seconds before pointing at a picture of Paul and I that was tacked to my wall and stating, "I know that guy. He used to work at Starbucks. THAT'S where I know you from!"I stared blankly. He knew me? And Paul? From Starbucks?We discussed the logistics of his recollection and realized that it was quite possibly true that he had been a regular customer at my old Starbucks back in the day. The reminiscing was all good and happy until he mentioned that the last time he saw me there, he had ordered three drinks and I had messed one of them up. "Oh, come on. Are you sure that was me?" I asked skeptically. I figured it was years ...continue reading.

Oh, by the way…

"Someone hit my car today," began Paul offhandedly during dinner last night.I was surprised that he was just mentioning this now. "Really? Where? Did it mess up your car?"Paul casually explained that it happened on his way to his friend Joey's apartment, and that the other driver scratched his rear bumper. He seemed relatively calm about the whole thing, and I figured that he had just let it go. I was mistaken."I got their license plate number," he said smugly. He then went on to explain that he had pursued the person. I was shocked. "You neglected to mention that you were in a HIGH SPEED CHASE today? How could you just bring this up NOW?"He seemed nonplussed. "I wouldn't call it high speed. We were in traffic, and I just followed him for about three or four miles, weaving in and out of other cars. It was obvious he ...continue reading.

Email from the Inlaws to the Kids:

Thank you for the super 37th anniversary dinner last night. We really appreciated the sentiment, the outstanding food, and the great company. We need to celebrate these milestones now, because in a few years you'll have to chew my food for me.All our love, Mom and Dad