Jamey is a gadget guy. Always has been, always will be.

Too bad this thing doesn't have a Pandora app.
So it was no surprise two weeks ago when Jamey posed the question, “Should I switch cell phones?” Continue reading
Jamey is a gadget guy. Always has been, always will be.

Too bad this thing doesn't have a Pandora app.
So it was no surprise two weeks ago when Jamey posed the question, “Should I switch cell phones?” Continue reading
Since it’s almost Friday and that’s all I can think about at the moment, I thought I would post to get my mind off the fact that my mom will be here tomorrow. Can’t wait for the weekend, yet again!
All this week, Jamey and I have kickstarted our revamped diets with a variety of healthy foods and dinners. (Based on our verbal reports to each other, it sounds like he’s been doing even better than me for lunch options. Everyone give him an internet pat on the back for staying strong!)
Since my mom is coming into town Friday night (Hello, Husk!), I can already predict our weekend will be full of wonderful, rich and local food choices. I hope she has braced herself for a yummy weekend!
In the meantime, here is a picture of our sous vide teryaki pork with a side of sautéed garlic spinach.

A homemade dinner is just as good as any night out.
By the light of candlelight, glasses of wine and my Valentine’s Day roses, it was a lovely dinner to spend mid-week together. These kinds of meals are always my favorite.
Now bring on Friday, my momma and Husk!
Every now and then Claire will say something that blows my mind.
Today’s example occurred in a brief chat:
Claire: I think I’m going to grow out my eyebrows.
Jamey: The implications of that statement boggle my mind.
I know that women do a lot of weird things to conform to the modern ideal of beauty. This is something that I know intellectually. But from time to time I’m confronted by the shocking difference between the lives of Women and Men.
This is an excellent example. It never crossed, for one second, my mind that women controlled the length of their eyebrows. I knew that there was plucking and waxing, but controlling the length? Whoa.
The implications that I referred to above are that Claire is constantly reviewing and critiquing her appearance. This review is done to such a minute degree that she’s questioning the length of her eyebrows. My mind is immediately racing:
Does everyone do this?
How can this be important?
Are MY eyebrows too long?
Luckily, Claire interrupted me.
Claire: Nevermind. According to beauty brow experts of the blogosphere, I have good eyebrows.
Taken care of!
Whatever she’s doing works.
I think she’s great.
I just need to put this out there from the beginning: this post is going to be a tad ridiculous. That said, I am now going to embrace the silliness wholeheartedly.
One of the fun, girly things that my girly friends have been asking me lately is if I have started to practice my new signature. Oddly, it’s been a few years since I’ve had a crush on a boy in this way and felt the need to daydream about our future love, marriage , and doodle my first name with his last all over my binder. I guess you could say the humiliation factor of someone potentially seeing my name with his intertwined all over my notebook was a little bit of a turn-off.
So, fast-forward 13 years, and here I am sitting at work doing the exact opposite.

Practicing the new signature.
I’ve reworked “Claire Monahan” in several different styles. One of the strangest things about this future new last name is that I will no longer end in an “i.” Nothing to dot, nothing to flip, just an “n” that drifts off. How do I finish a signature with this? Continue reading