Another five things I would do if I owned a hotel

When it comes to hotels, I have opinions. LOTS of opinions. If you’ve been reading my blog for more than a few weeks, this will not be a surprise.

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Here’s the third post in a series of things I’d do if I owned a hotel. You can read list 1 here and list 2 here

1. Have sufficient places to hang towels in the bathroom

Hiltons are the worst offenders I’ve encountered recently. A Hilton Mom and I frequented during Dad‘s hospitalization had recently undergone a massive renovation. Nice, but the bathroom featured exactly one hook. No bar for face towels. No hook on the door because the hotel designer had chosen sliding doors. Just a single hook.

Things got messy fast. I found the same issue at a Dallas Hilton too.

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I went to After Paradise with @AbbyDraper and laughed my face off

On one of two recent LA trips (is it any wonder I am TIRED?!) I had the distinct pleasure of attending After Paradise with my Twitter bud @AbbyDraper thanks to our friend Millsy aka Rob Mills.

Although Abby and I have tweeted and emailed a lot, this was our first in-person meet-up. She did not disappoint. Abby is as hilarious and fun as she is here and here and here and here.

First we watched the East Coast Bachelor in Paradise feed with our beloved Millsy and some wine.

There will be wine

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I have a crush on Charlie Hunnam

After all of the gloomy stuff I’ve been posting, I thought those of you who enjoy looking at handsome men deserved both a break and a treat.

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(Don’t worry – a woman crush post is coming. I promise. Something for everyone.)

How hot is Charlie Hunnam of Sons of Anarchy fame?

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A weekend in the Berkshires

One of the kindnesses I referenced here was a trip out of town with my friend Julie.

Julie

It was my first time visiting the Berkshires and the trip could not have been better: great company, wonderful food, terrific music, perfect weather, a good amount of wine – and even a celebrity sighting!

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Things I learned while grieving

Tomorrow will mark one month since my dear, sweet, wonderful Dad died. I’m doing OK, but it still sucks. I still cry. I still feel sad and awful and shocked that the world keeps turning without Dad present.

But I am also starting to manage to not cry every time I see a pic of Dad or think of him. Weirdly, I feel a teensy bit guilty for not grieving 24/7. That’s normal and OK too. Grief is weird and non-linear and unpredictable.

flowers Having survived this summer myself, I’m feeling kind of expert-y about grief (not really) and though I’d share a few things I learned in the process. If you have anything you’d add, please share in the comments.

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The book I hated the most

Have you ever HATED a book? You know from past posts that I have.

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But the first book I can remember ever truly feeling mad about came much earlier in life.

Thanks to an October birthday and my elementary school’s rules for kindergarten enrollment, I was one of the youngest members of my class throughout my education. As a result, I was always among the smallest in stature, but my personality was pretty large. I was a pure extrovert. Continue reading

Sometimes people are incredibly kind

Friday, July 17, 2015

My father died at 2 am. It is 10 am and I am already back in Northeastern PA at my parents’ mother’s house. Everything is terrible. Nothing is comfortable. It’s easily one of the top five worst days of my life (and at least two of the others happened in the days just prior).

Compounding the misery, I don’t really have much to wear. I left NYC for Philly straight from a work meeting on Monday, with just the clothes on my back. There are a few t-shirts and stuff in the drawers of the dresser in my childhood bedroom, but not much else. Katie kindly brought me a suitcase with some clothes on Tuesday, but I have already worn everything in it–other than the lacy yellow thong I found mixed in.*

This is how I ended up dressed like this in a J Crew factory store.

Lolla

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