Greetings friends! We have a whole lot of nothing to talk about today! First off, allow me to disclose that I’m typing this from one of my favorite places, Cafe Domenico in Utica! It feels like 100 degrees outside, but in here it’s a cool, breezy office space! My Coffice, if you will. Pro tip: next time you’re here, venture to the bathroom stall.
I finally upgraded my iPhone after 3 years of having the equivalent of a Palm Treo. Sooooo there’s a 2 percent chance my cell phone pics will be better.
Silly t-shirts found here for the shutter bug in your life.
Or, for the runner.
A look into the types of classy stores I frequent. (You want some munchies to wash down that test?)
Starbucks has been hitting up the marketing hard with its “granita” drink. I finally tried one.
It’s reminiscent of buying a Slush Puppie as a kid, slurping away all of the sugary goodness in 13 seconds and ending up with a lump of colorless sludge at the bottom of your cup. Just me? I have to be more tactical in my drinking, don’t I?
I try to make an effort to see what the cool kids are doing, so checking out this blog weekly is the antidote to my clueless existence.
I was told about this new-to-me television show, Schitt’s Creek, and it is the funniest thing on tv right now. (Says the girl who doesn’t own a tv. Grain of salt, anyone?)
If you’re like me (this is surely the start of a bad infomercial) then you have a hard time with money/saving/spending. As in, you spend too much! When I’m on the road (read: constant) I am a spending machine. Anyway, on a serious note, I’ve been using “Mint” and love it. It’s a phone app which tracks spending, it allows you to set budgets for things and gives you a free credit report. If you wonder where all your money goes, this is a great free app. I’m making it a game to see if I can stay under budget.
Because I wear my country bumpkin status on my sleeve like a boss, I thought you might like to know how ingrained it really is. Nearly every time I visit my parents, my dad has trapped innocent wildlife in his cage in the yard. You mess with dad’s garden, you end up in a steel box with a day’s worth of peanut butter and a prayer. Relocation rides to the local park are free…for now.
Stay safe, friends. Let’s do this again in a week, yes?