Things I would rather do than write a blog post this week

I started My Alaskan Odyssey in 2012, when I moved to Anchorage to start graduate school. Since then, I’ve posted sporadically, sometimes going weeks or months at time without posting squat, and occasionally, when things got lonely on the Last Frontier, writing three or four very manic posts in a week. Continue reading “Things I would rather do than write a blog post this week”

Midwest is best

I embody a lot of Colorado stereotypes: I drive a Subaru with a roof rack. I’m rarely caught outside the house without a puffy jacket or Chaco sandals. There are four bikes and five pairs of skis in my living room right now. I work from home, which is a nice way of saying I don’t have a real job. Continue reading “Midwest is best”

On housekeeping, and other things I do not do

I’ve never been what you’d call “domestic.”

In my early twenties, I’d sigh loudly and roll my eyes about having to take out the trash or do the dishes.

“I guess I have to do everything myself around here,” I’d mutter under my breath. I lived alone. Continue reading “On housekeeping, and other things I do not do”

Why I don’t mind being lost in the crowd

You’ve seen Delicate Arch. It’s plastered on every billboard between Grand Junction and Moab. It’s on the Utah state license plate. It’s safe to say this 65-foot formation of Entrada sandstone, the product of millions of seasons’ worth of wind and water, is among the most iconic views in all of Utah, maybe the American West. Continue reading “Why I don’t mind being lost in the crowd”