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This three-day weekend was just what John and I needed after a month and a half of go-go-go and conflicting schedules. This weekend…

we drank coffee outside while we waited for our table at Eggtc.

John discovered his happy place, the Cellar & Loft.

I enjoyed a bella nutella cupcake from Cupcake A La Mode for breakfast.

we took the puppies for a long walk in the nice weather.

and I made an apple toffee pudding pie and got to make some major headway in this thought-provoking book.

We also explored the City Market, Kansas City’s largest (I think) farmers market, enjoyed some live music from Geldart, spontaneously decided to catch a late night showing of Bridesmaids and did not regret that. How did you spend your three day weekend?

Memorial Day Weekend is one of my favorite holidays. What’s not to love — remembering those who have served in the military, the sign that summer’s beginning, my wedding anniversary and Monday off! Camping, lounging by the pool, trips to the beach, cookouts, visiting family — these are just a few of the ways we love to spend this weekend. This Memorial Day is even better than most because even though he doesn’t get the full three day weekend, John has both Saturday and Sunday off! It will be our first weekend together in our new town since we started working! And I am planning how best to spend our time in our new city.

So far, our list of awesome plans includes a trip to the City Market, dinner out at a great local restaurant for anniversary celebratin’, movies with wonderful Jeff City friends, open house visiting and fancy camera shopping. A cookout is also a possibility depending on this ridiculous Missouri weather we’ve been having. We’ll be back on Monday, hopefully with some pictures.

What do you have planned?

Memorial Day weekend should feel like this, green and carefree.

P.S. Although the world didn’t end last Saturday like some would have liked us to believe, it has felt a little apocalyptic in Missouri with tornadoes in St. Louis, Joplin and Sedalia and a near miss in the major Kansas City metro the last few weeks. My heart has been breaking looking at the pictures coming from Joplin where I have several friends (who are fine but trying to piece their lives together) and Sedalia where my parents grew up and met. If you would like to help out, you can through the Red Cross.

When I started my graduate program at Mizzou, there was this idea in J-school that journalists needed to specialize in something, become an expert in whatever field they were hoping to cover. For instance, you want to cover the Religion beat of a daily paper, maybe you should minor in religious studies. Want to cover government? How about a second major in political science? Built into the J-school was a major specifically for people who wanted to cover agricultural news. I remember being told that employers were looking for journalists who not only could report and write on deadline but were already experts in whatever they would be covering.

I did not heed this advice because I wasn’t sure what I wanted to cover. There was the obvious things I was just interested in myself — decorating, books, movies, food — that I would have loved to write about in some magazine. Then there was the practical job choice — city magazines. But I didn’t know which city I wanted to live and work in, and I definitely wasn’t going to limit myself to the ones that I was an “expert” on. And this leads into the greater issue. What’s so wrong about learning about the subject as you do the job? We’re journalists. Aren’t we supposed to be fast learners? Our whole job is to research, think critically on our feet and problem solve like crazy. Surely, if we have the basic reporting, writing and technical skills already down, we can learn a subject as we cover it.

Not having a specialty allows you two advantages as a journalist, I think. First, often, if you’re working for a general publication, you’re readers are going to be everyday people who have a range of educational backgrounds and knowledge of the subject you’re writing about. I believe experts can fall into the trap of assuming people understand their jargon and the basics of their fields. If a journalist isn’t an expert in what they are covering then they can ask the same “stupid” questions their readers will be asking. The other benefit I see is that a journalist without a specialization may be more flexible in what beat they cover. That’s not to say that someone who has specialized can never cover something different, but they may be less compelled to since they spent all this time, energy and sometimes money pursuing a specialization. They could also face getting trapped in their specialization by their editors.

On the flip side, my job search strategy had me applying to any and all journalism jobs that I was qualified to do, which led me to some companies and publications that I only had a vague inclination in their subject. Sitting in interviews for those jobs was difficult because the potential employers didn’t seem to buy the idea that I could learn the subject on the job or they just didn’t want someone they would have to teach.

In my new job, my first journalism job I’ve gotten paid for, I don’t have any previous knowledge about the industry I’m covering. Some of the articles can be very technical and scientific. But I’m learning. And my sources love it that I don’t know anything. They love that my ignorance allows them to be the expert and talk endlessly about their passion.

I’m not sure either gives you an edge in today’s job market, especially in journalism right now, but I’m glad that I chose not to specialize.

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You once told me that we work well together because you pull my head out of the clouds, and I pull your head out of your ass. Thank you for always keeping my feet firmly planted in reality but still letting me dream big dreams for us. Your love and support are the secrets for why my life is awesome.

Happy 3 years!

Love,

Char

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I spent my Saturday evening alone with the pups watching the most depressing movie I’ve ever seen, and it was supposed to be a comedy. I stuck it in my instant Netflix queue a while ago because it looked quirky and interesting and starred Molly Shannon.  The movie in question is Year of the Dog. If you’re a fan, I’m sorry. Maybe I was in the wrong mood for what was supposed to be a dark comedy, I don’t know. Now, Shannon did a great job. But the story is so depressing. The cutest beagle in the world dies in the first 10 minutes. Shannon’s character doesn’t handle the death of her beloved companion very well,  and the downward spiral of her life is painful to watch.

I stuck it out for the entire hour and half hoping for some redemption, but it never came for me personally. The credits rolled, and I needed a pick me up. So onto Futurama, baking cookies and cuddling with my precious pups. The one good thing I gained from this movie was a renewed appreciation and love for my pups. They are the cure for the blues, better than cookies or ridiculous tv shows.

There is a deep power in the act of creating — something that cuts down deep to the core of what it means to be a human being. Like giving birth or making art, there is something incredible in the leaning back, the taking in, and the first restful breath after you have furiously and wholeheartedly MADE something. The afterglow is especially poignant when you have created something to be proud of, and sometimes, those magical times (see birth and art), there is a profound awe at the thought that it was better than what you had known was possible.

The truth is that, whether we realize it or not, we are daily making decisions that create our lives. And at the incredible time of engagement, you have a choice for how to create your wedding and (even bigger) how that will influence, and even define, the unfolding of your marriage.

The fantastic thing about weddings nowadays is they call us to wake – to rise – to behold – to be conscious. Something new is coming, and we are invited to partake in making it.

Lots more to come… I feel very protective of this budding time, this new period with Ace and the foundation we’re laying. So it might take a little longer to get back on the blog horse. Thanks for the patience, dear ones.

Grace and peace, Ash

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*Sorry for the lack of pictures. It was so good that I ate it too quickly to get any pictures!

With all these trips and big financial goals on the horizon, we are looking for every possible way to save, and one of the big costs in life is food. We’re making the effort to eat at home every night for dinner and taking our lunches to work. And what’s the easiest way to save money on food and eat at home and brown bag it? Leftovers for lunch. And I couldn’t think of a better opportunity to continue my quest for learning to build perfect sandwiches.

The perfect opportunity presented itself last week when I made this BBQ-glazed salmon from Real Simple for dinner (super easy and super delicious). We had two extra fillets leftover and some rolls from the grocery store bakery, so I took matters into my own hands for lunch the next day.

I’ve learned that for the best sandwiches you need the right bread, dressing, veggies and (unless its a veggie sandwich) meat. Even though the salmon fillets were already glazed with a chipotle & lime BBQ sauce, I, by defaul,t just added my light Hellman’s mayo like I do to every sandwich. The mayo and BBQ sauce ended up complementing each other in a wonderful tangy way. For my veggie on this sandwich, I chose cucumber, mostly because that’s all I had at the time, and they’re awesome. But since salmon is such a clean tasting fish, clean tasting cucumbers go really well on this sandwich. As far as bread goes, I’m not sure a sandwich with a foundation of flaky fish fillets would work on a regular soft slice of bread. The crusty rolls provided the perfect sturdy vehicle to hold the awesome ingredient combo together. This lunchtime experiment showed that dinner leftovers are key to taking something as “childish” as a sandwich to a grown-up level.

I’m not sure when the last Something New Sunday was posted, but here’s something new on a Sunday! I visited a good friend’s home and during the tour, I pointed out a picture frame that instead of a picture was framing some lace that held her earrings. When she told me she made it herself, I thought, “I must do that!” So here we are. This handy picture frame keeps all of my pretty dangly earrings up and out of the way, and they make pretty cute art displayed on our bedroom wall like that. Plus it’s easy and cheap to put together.

Materials

  • Picture frame
  • Lace
  • Staple gun
  • Staples
  • Scissors

Directions

  • Take the picture frame a part and only keep the frame.
  • Cut strips of lace to reach from one end of the frame to the other.
  • Use the staple gun to staple the ends of the lace to the back of the frame until the window of the frame is full of lace. I went horizontally. I’m not sure stapling lace vertically would do very well once you actually hung earrings from the lace.
  • Hang your earrings through the openings in the lace, and hang the picture frame on the wall.

On Saturday, April 30, my dear friend and fellow blogger Ash married the man of her dreams, Mr. Ace. I was lucky enough to be there and stand beside her as they pledged their lives together in front of family and friends. As a homegirl (aka bridesmaid) my picture taking was limited, but I got a few sweet shots to share.

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You’re going to laugh at me when I tell you this, but I’ve been looking forward to the day when I finally have my own cubicle/office/desk. I have my reasons. When I was an intern, I would have to share a desk with two other interns at a time, sometimes we would all be there at the same time trying to stay out of each other’s way. When I was a TA, I would have office hours when students could come ask questions or talk about their grade, except I didn’t have an office. Try discussing a failing grade with a student who is angry or sobbing in a study lounge with 10 other students trying desperately not to look at you. It’s awkward.

But now that I have the big girl job, I also have my very own cubicle and a not-awful PC. I will admit, it’s not as glamorous as a real office, and it is pretty drab, but the semi-privacy and having my own space with my name on it (literally) is nice. And I can fix the drab part! That’s what this post is all about, really, the decorating of the cube!

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