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Top 8 Things You’ll Never Hear a New Yorker Say | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Nine Months and Random Musings →. Top 8 Things You’ll Never Hear a New Yorker Say. January 4, 2013. As I was riding the subway today, I was suddenly tickled (er, ever so slightly irritated) by how different the culture and lifestyle is here. This inspired a little Friday afternoon list of things you will never hear a New Yorker say:. 8220;Oh here, ma’am… you take my seat! Men be sitting down and five women standing up! 8220;I’m so sick ...
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One Year in New York | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Freezer Cooking: This is the [NYC] Remix. The Anxious Person’s Guide to Flying →. One Year in New York. May 6, 2013. This day last year, we said goodbye to life as we knew it in North Carolina and landed in New York. We’d only been married 8 days, and I’d never even stepped foot in Brooklyn before. A question I get a lot is, “So… do you like living in New York? 8221; and my answer is usually something like, “…Yeah! New York is history. New Yo...
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May | 2013 | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Monthly Archives: May 2013. One Year in New York. May 6, 2013. This day last year, we said goodbye to life as we knew it in North Carolina and landed in New York. We’d only been married 8 days, and I’d never even stepped foot in Brooklyn before. A question I get … Continue reading →. How to Live [Happily] in New York. The Grievances of My Feet: Part II. The Anxious Person’s Guide to Flying. One Year in New York. HOT OFF THE PRESS.
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Comparison | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Nine Months and Random Musings. Subway Immersion Therapy →. February 14, 2013. I’ve been thinking a lot about comparison lately, and even though it’s not a very romantic topic for Valentine’s Day, it’s pretty timely. The Teddy Roosevelt quote, “Comparison is the thief of joy” has really resonated with me this year, and even though I know that it’s the truth, it’s so hard to identify in myself and fight. Bit nicer than our tiny apartment.
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April | 2013 | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Monthly Archives: April 2013. Freezer Cooking: This is the [NYC] Remix. April 1, 2013. The Meiers have reached a new low as far as lack of groceries and lack of food. I haven’t cooked in almost two weeks, woops. I’m realizing that it’s just not super practical to prepare/cook last minute with … Continue reading →. How to Live [Happily] in New York. The Grievances of My Feet: Part II. The Anxious Person’s Guide to Flying. One Year in New York.
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March | 2013 | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Monthly Archives: March 2013. Bringing Home the Bacon. March 12, 2013. In honor of my very first payday at my new job, I thought I’d share a little bit about being a working girl in the big apple. Disclaimer: very little of this will have to do with my actual work. … Continue reading →. March 4, 2013. How to Live [Happily] in New York. The Grievances of My Feet: Part II. The Anxious Person’s Guide to Flying. One Year in New York.
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August | 2013 | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Monthly Archives: August 2013. The Anxious Person’s Guide to Flying. August 14, 2013. I am a recovering flying avoider. I used to plan my life around drivable distances and my familiar mix CDs, always appropriately titled by the month or occasion: April Showers, March Madness, God Mix 3… you know the drill. I’m … Continue reading →. How to Live [Happily] in New York. The Grievances of My Feet: Part II. One Year in New York. HOT OFF THE PRESS.
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July | 2014 | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Monthly Archives: July 2014. How to Live [Happily] in New York. July 19, 2014. We are more than two years into living in New York, currently on our third summer here, and I finally (FINALLY! Am really, genuinely enjoying living here. It took me a good long while to adjust and find my stride, … Continue reading →. How to Live [Happily] in New York. The Grievances of My Feet: Part II. The Anxious Person’s Guide to Flying. One Year in New York.
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The Grievances of My Feet | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Two Months in Brooklyn: President Obama, Visitors, and Coney Island. The Uprooted Extrovert →. The Grievances of My Feet. July 16, 2012. We’re not sure what we did to deserve this torture. A bad day six months ago consisted of when you’d accidentally wear heels on days you needed to run some errands after work. Now a bad day… is REALLY BAD. First of all, what happened to your car? Second of all, can we please discuss your shoes? All complaint...
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Subway Immersion Therapy | States That Touch
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A party in honor of those special places where states collide. Bringing Home the Bacon →. March 4, 2013. If you know me, you know that I have a tiny pet peeve: loud chewing. It all began in third grade when my teacher, Mrs. Anderson, told us that we weren’t allowed to chew our gum loudly during snack time. It was her pet peeve, and it suddenly opened me up to the world of loud chewing. My mom used to joke around that she was going to send me to therapy for this problem. I try to handle it for a little wh...
