I went to the Hirshhorn this past weekend on a date. Little did I know, looking at contemporary art together can be a good litmus test for compatibility.
It’s now the beginning of November and I’ve just finished taking an awesome writing class. I haven’t written on this blog lately because I’ve been busy getting down the first draft of my novel, but I wanted to share some updates on what I learned in this class.
Free walking tours, food festivals, theatre, DC fashion week and the DC state fair; many fun and free things to do in the district this week and weekend.
I remember this day 17 years ago all too well, as I’m sure most Americans do. I was 10 and had spent the morning taking the fifth-grade standardized test. You weren’t even allowed to leave your seat to sharpen a pencil during those tests, yet for some reason, kid after kid kept getting pulled out of the classroom quietly by the teacher.
Recently, I asked one of my writing buddies how she is able to find so much time to write. That’s something I’ve struggled with lately. I’ve felt guilty about it because this is the time of my life when I have no responsibilities other than myself. If I can’t find an hour or so to write now, when I’m twenty-seven, living alone, without even a goldfish to take care of, then how will I be able to write when I’m, say, forty years old, potentially with a family and real responsibilities?
There are many benefits to taking a solo trip: planning an itinerary around only you, not having to comprise on any plans, and limitless freedom to explore your surroundings at your own pace.
In my foray into dating apps, I’ve noticed some troubling trends in people’s dating résumés or calling cards. On most platforms, at least the free phone apps, you only have a certain character limit (about the length of two tweets) to present yourself in the best possible light to a pool of potential suitors.
One way to automatically feel better when things are going less than optimally, or not as planned, is practicing gratitude. Basically, listing or thinking about things that you’re grateful for serves as an exercise in flipping your perspective to focus on the good.
Back in April, I wrote a blog post about gray area drinking, drinking that isn’t ‘troubling’ or dangerous by official standards, but that can nonetheless have negative impacts on individuals. To revisit that, I’m talking today about my experience this past month not drinking.
Last Thursday evening the 10th annual Embassy Chef Challenge took place in the Ronald Reagan Building and International Trade Center. The event was a culinary explosion of flavors and a chance for even the most seasoned foodie to expand her gastronomic boundaries.