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100 Things That Made My 2018

@_lisli's best nine on InstagramI’m not sure I was really present for this year, and I am still stunned by it. Last year, I was in too much of a difficult spot to stick to my usual year-in-review format, so I copied Austin Kleon’s 100 things that made my year strategy. I’m not sure I’m ready to really write about this year (it has been a time), either, so I’m gonna stick with the listicle again. I like reading back on what I wrote then, and remembering the flashes of joy and small habits that helped me survive.

So here’s this year’s. 100 things that made my 2018:

  1. Brunch at Cafe Lift and a cat cafe visit for my birthday.
  2. A photoshoot and conversation with Alex Gergar.
  3. A day in Harrisburg, working at Little Amps and Midtown Scholar. The milkshakes at the Farm Show.
  4. The Vagina Monologues on Valentine’s Day, like we used to in college. Only this time it was in a tiny room in a huge bar. I missed this tradition.
  5. Dipping my toes back into interviewing for full time jobs rather than contracting.
  6. Asheville. Walking miles and miles that day. Taking a conference call outside of a Sheetz off the highway between Carrboro and Asheville because there was an outlet there and my phone and computer were dying.
  7. Many LocoPops in Carrboro.
  8. Many, many more injections.
  9. Taking my first Catapult writing class.
  10. Registering for my first in-person creative writing class since college. Finding out that had I not registered, they wouldn’t have met the quota to run it. Having it not be as terrifying as I’d feared. Surprising myself by being able to churn out things I didn’t totally despise when given an assignment and a deadline.
  11. Julien Baker. Seeing her by myself at the Chameleon.
  12. Cheese hour. Shortlived, though it was. Perhaps we’ll be able to revive it this year.
  13. Finding a nonalcoholic drink when I needed one on the menu at Shot and Bottle. They’ve since sadly taken it off the menu.
  14. Very long, intense naps, every day for months.
  15. A very friendful weekend in Brooklyn.
  16. The house cheeseburger at Cabalar.
  17. Getting the balcony fixed. Living on the balcony all summer. Working on the balcony, even when it was too hot. Enjoying the cats enjoying the balcony. Writing on the balcony. I miss it now that it’s cold.
  18. A wedding parade through Center City Philadelphia, complete with Mummers, a police escort, and out of control boob sweat.
  19. My beloved tradition of Terrain brunch on the fourth of July, because no one else goes there that day.
  20. Exhaustion in the Frankfurt airport. Pretzels. Nearly missing our flight to Florence.
  21. A solitary DIY writing retreat in a small medieval city on a hill.
  22. The AirBnB in Arezzo, in a building built in the 1200s. The cool stone. The violin lessons next door.
  23. Pici cacio e pepe.
  24. Embracing solo meals out in a foreign city.
  25. Eavesdropping on the Spanish tourists.
  26. Cappuccino decaffeinato.
  27. Motherhood, by Sheila Heti.
  28. Uttering the “p word” only twice. Once when a tourist in PHL asked me why I was refusing the x-ray machine at the airport (it probably would have been perfectly fine, I know), and again when I was trying to figure out if I could eat carbonara in Rome. It’s hard to be anxiously cagey and intentionally vague when talking to people in their second language.
  29. Teaching with Girl Develop It, both in Philadelphia and in a women’s prison in Delaware. Seeing people realize they can do something they maybe thought they couldn’t is one of my favorite things.
  30. A doctor who stuck with me and said one of the best things someone’s ever said to me.
  31. Amtrak between Lancaster and Philadelphia and my podcast habit. Amtrak wifi.
  32. Lancaster County Park. Having half a botellon.
  33. Hours reading by myself in Italy.
  34. Jamie Attenberg’s #1000wordsofsummer project.
  35. Antique Fiats and Vespas.
  36. At least daily gelato.
  37. Walking for miles before it got hot outside, napping during the hottest part of the day, then figuring out where to go for supper.
  38. Holding my breath. Learning how to exhale, even just a little bit at a time. Not all at once. Not for good. But just a little sometimes.
  39. Important conversations at BarCamp.
  40. Pizza for breakfast in Florence.
  41. Homemade milkshakes. With malt.
  42. Ice cream sandwiches.
  43. Burger night work night at Molly’s. A stressful schedule. An overcommitted partner.
  44. Gestation that feels like it’s taken forever and only just started, all at once.
  45. Boundaries. Enforcing them.
  46. Giving myself space to want to have a home on the internet to come back to. Not forcing it. Procrastinating long enough to figure out if I actually want it. (I think I do. I actually think I do. I miss it. More on this later, maybe.)
  47. Not skipping Rome.
  48. Giant arancini balls.
  49. Burrata made fresh that day.
  50. The apartment in Rome. Luca, our sweet host, who wrote us the most amazing guide we could have asked for. The windows. The curtains. The teal walls. The bookshelves.
  51. Write/Speak/Code. Ashi Krishnan’s talk. Walking into a space where I immediately felt comfortable and kind of in awe of all of the people around me.
  52. Verbalizing to near-total strangers that I want to write a memoir in essays, and why.
  53. Trying to claw my way out from under the weight of the last few years. Making progress.
  54. Building a wall on our second floor to create a more sensible floor plan.
  55. Painting upstairs.
  56. Weighing how many cute things to buy or acquire against my superstition and paranoia and intense anxiety.
  57. Maternity jeans. Then bigger maternity jeans.
  58. Learning that the advice on all online retailers’ size charts that you should order your pre-pregnancy size is horseshit.
  59. Learning that for me, for months, the only part of me that looks like it’s having a baby is my ass. (I’m totally ok with this, it just makes the whole jeans thing difficult.)
  60. Being grateful again and again for a partner who is not squeamish and can stab me with needles like a champ, but takes no pleasure in it.
  61. A rearranged bedroom that somehow feels even more Scandinavian to me than before.
  62. The cats. Always the cats.
  63. Decaf.
  64. The decaf frozen latte at Mean Cup. I’ve ordered it when it’s below freezing outside. I can’t let go of it for some reason. It’s become a weird anchor that I look forward to, especially after going to the gym.
  65. Letting go of freelance/contracting life for now, and embracing being in-house somewhere again. It feels good to get paid regularly, work with a consistent group of people, have clear expectations, and well-outlined projects again.
  66. Finding out that Chad has a paid paternity leave.
  67. Maintaining a regular gym schedule, even after not freelancing full time anymore.
  68. An (temporary?) end to the medical-related financial strain of the last couple years.
  69. An end to the unpredictable trips to Philadelphia.
  70. Brunch at Goldie’s for a bunch of weekends in a row after it opened.
  71. Another Yoder reunion in Belleville at the creek with my maternal grandfather’s family and the hundreds of relatives I have because of his parents. Hymns in four parts with almost the whole range of Amish-Mennonite types represented. Moon pies. Endless soft serve.
  72. A beautiful roofdeck in Old City with friends.
  73. Maternal Fetal Medicine and a very encouraging perinatologist.
  74. Chad reading Mary Oliver to me.
  75. Books Are Magic.
  76. Going to MilkBar and The Strand at every opportunity while staying near Union Square. The first onesie we bought at The Strand.
  77. Spending time with friends at their lake house in the Poconos. Spotting a snake. Floating in the lake for hours, stupidly letting my growing belly get sunburned in a weird pattern. Discovering the joy of grilled cheese with hotdogs in it. Trust me on that one. #campfood
  78. Seeing The National for the fourth? Fifth? time at The Mann. Wondering if it’d be the last show I’d get to see for awhile.
  79. Seeing Of Montreal at The Chameleon in Lancaster. Wondering if it’d be the last show I’d get to see for awhile.
  80. The Call Your Girlfriend live show in Philly. Wondering if it’d be the last show I’d get to see for awhile.
  81. Brunch with new friends on their beautiful deck.
  82. Learning to try to be ok with people showing their support and accepting their congratulations and happiness for us. Accepting their gifts and food and favors. It still makes me wildly uncomfortable, but it is so kind and the smallest acts still just blow me away.
  83. Internalizing that I owe no one on the internet anything. Figuring out boundaries around what to post. Settling on no kid pics online, at least for now. Maybe this will change, but I’m not counting on it.
  84. Chad singing “This Must Be the Place” over and over to see if she (who we referred to as “they”) would recognize it when they emerged. (So far, it doesn’t seem like it’s working.)
  85. Peeking at the ultrasound when the techs told me not to look at the screen. Thinking multiple times a week about emailing Penn to find out the sex, even though Chad adamantly did not want to. I somehow didn’t cave.
  86. Eating too much Chik-fil-a, mostly for the milkshakes.
  87. Making time to read more, perhaps due to knowing that it’ll be harder to lounge around and read books now.
  88. A maternity photo shoot in Lancaster City at the last minute.
  89. This essay by Lydia Kiesling. Being grateful for no nausea. The rest of the essay is pretty accurate, though.
  90. Getting parenting advice from Austin Kleon. Sometimes Twitter is the worst, sometimes Twitter is the best.
  91. The support of a whole bunch of women online who were formerly strangers to me, whom I’ve still never met in person but are there in the middle of the night.
  92. An unexpected, medically necessary induction. An epidural. Advice to not wait too long for an epidural if pitocin is involved. Seriously, get the epidural. Going from zero to active labor is no joke.
  93. The amazing staff at the hospital.
  94. My family bringing Christmas to us, including the china we eat on every year on the farm, and then packing it all up and taking it with them. Prime rib (see #98).
  95. A robot vacuum cleaner.
  96. A doctor who listened.
  97. Blood transfusions.
  98. Anemia.
  99. Taking a series of unbearably short naps at night instead of actually sleeping.
  100. Ending the year with getting my kid’s birth certificate in the mail, making official something that I never thought would happen.
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100 Things that Made My 2017

Thumbnails of my top nine instagram posts in 2017I take the end-of-the-year recap post seriously, but to be honest, I could not stomach putting one together in my usual format. 2017 has felt like a year of private horrors to me, and I’m not interested in reflecting on how little I feel like I accomplished because my energy and effort were needed elsewhere.

But then I stumbled upon Austin Kleon’s 100 Things That Made My Year post, and thought, “Huh. I wonder if I could possibly come up with that many things.” Spoiler: You’re reading this post, so you probably already know that the answer is, shockingly, yes. So here we go.

  1. Diving into Rebecca Solnit’s work.
  2. Waking up 30 in Reykjavik.
  3. Waffles, Swiss mochas, and the secret pizza place.
  4. Roadside snuggles from some very furry Icelandic horses.
  5. Teaching women to code for Girl Develop It, both for the Philly chapter and for a pilot program in a prison.
  6. Shake Shack’s Chick’n Shack sandwich.
  7. #PabloHoneyCat and #HarperLeeCat.
  8. Chad and I reading my cousin’s poetry to each other one evening after I found her book at our local Barnes and Noble.
  9. The brick wall we had exposed in our house in January.
  10. Going to the gym more consistently than I have since high school.
  11. Introducing my brother- and sister-in-law to delicious Lancaster food at Luca.
  12. Working from the backyard.
  13. My new desk chair.
  14. Fun email newsletters — Girls’ Night In, The Ann Friedman Weekly, Tech Ladies.
  15. Coworking dates with Chrystina.
  16. Getting my first hutch (and first piece of Lancaster Craigslist furniture).
  17. Figuring out what plants work in this house. Goodbye succulents, hello pothos and philodendron.
  18. Surviving a challenging code test for an interview.
  19. The new Cold Specks album.
  20. Finding a blog that reminds me why I liked blogs.
  21. Friendly local baristas who cast sunshine into my day.
  22. Insecure.
  23. Gold Fame Citrus.
  24. The $5 zinnia bouquet lady at Central Market.
  25. Horse Fries. Cheeseburgers. The Wind Down, my new signature drink.
  26. Bull’s Head Tavern.
  27. The afternoon light in my office and the weird middle room on our second floor.
  28. An unexpected and subsidized trip to Spain.
  29. Drinking cafe con leche at a tech conference.
  30. Zalyndria Crosby’s keynote at ElaConf.
  31. Inspiring friends.
  32. Creeping through strangers’ houses during the Urban Living Tour in Lancaster city.
  33. Chad’s amazing-ridiculous quinoa burger at Brunchelona.
  34. Jars of bone broth.
  35. Croquetas, papas bravas, tortilla de patata, and… empanadas. We ate lots of empanadas in Barcelona. No, they are not Spanish, but there was a great empanada place in El Born. We stopped there probably once a day.
  36. Going back to that shoe store three times to make sure Chad had the right size. And the shoes we got there. And our interactions with the shop keepers.
  37. The Keystoner Amtrak Line.
  38. Hearing angelic female vocals and harp music in an alley in Barcelona and being pulled into a private house show.
  39. Our history lesson from the bartender in an empty cafe bar on the origin of the name for a ham and cheese sandwich in Barcelona.
  40. The feeling I had walking around Les Corts when we first got to Spain.
  41. Having my Spanish (mostly) come back to me.
  42. Smartfood white cheddar popcorn.
  43. The idea of a backyard cat salon. Now we gotta host some!
  44. Driving down the coast from San Francisco to Santa Cruz.
  45. Credit card points.
  46. Self-serve, self-pay roadside pie at a berry farm.
  47. Tall dried out reedy things along the road in California.
  48. The best random chai on Valencia Street.
  49. Cult-lady sack dresses with pockets.
  50. A brass coffee scoop.
  51. Seeing amazing people marry each other in a redwood grove.
  52. A relaxing chocolate.
  53. An illicit birthday cat.
  54. An opinionated but very cuddly AirBnB cat.
  55. Seeing Mallory Ortberg interview Tom Gault in SF on a whim because our AirBnB was around the corner.
  56. Drinking coffee on the deck in Soquel with lovely people, lovely hummingbirds, and a lovely view.
  57. The rollercoaster in Santa Cruz.
  58. Volunteering as a speaker mentor for ElaConf.
  59. Eating a large boardwalk potato.
  60. BarCamp 10.
  61. All of the ice cream in SF, with special shout out to The Ice Cream Bar.
  62. Drinking canned wine and lounging in the sunshine in Dolores Park.
  63. The realization that sometimes I am the strongest person I know.
  64. Becoming a hat lady.
  65. Wedding dress shopping with my sister and my mom.
  66. Hiking Twin Peaks. The view.
  67. Modeling for fun photo shoots.
  68. Resurrecting my GoodReads account.
  69. Reading for hours in the backyard.
  70. Being asked to contribute to The Human in the Machine.
  71. Rediscovering baths.
  72. The sunset at Natural Bridges State Park.
  73. Dinner at Porta in Asbury Park.
  74. The sweet corn risotto and stuffed squash blossoms at Luca.
  75. Trying to make pottery during my sister’s bachelorette party.
  76. Naps.
  77. The late afternoon light at my parents’ farm.
  78. The drive out of Reykjavik while the sun rose over the icy mountains and glazed the sky.
  79. Lancaster city being cute: The goat outside Central Market, the random alpaca in the alley before Christmas.
  80. Cozy weekend snows.
  81. Chad learning to play Sufjan Steven’s “Christmas Unicorn.”
  82. Chad waking me up by performing a Run the Jewels song: Wake up. Drink water. Smoke blunt. Clean, oil my Kalashnikov.
  83. Solitude.
  84. Grilled pizza.
  85. The realization that the love you need looks different than the love you wanted or pictured.
  86. The Bite Agave Lip Mask.
  87. My winter coat.
  88. Quiches from Oregon Dairy.
  89. Fine-tuning the number of fucks I give.
  90. Sequins.
  91. My calendar system.
  92. The summer pianos in Lancaster city.
  93. All you can eat empanadas at Flora’s.
  94. Honing in on a church.
  95. Mallory Ortberg’s Joan and Anna series.
  96. Fancy citronella candles.
  97. Experiencing the eclipse vicariously through Chad.
  98. Chicken fingers when I need them and the introduction to our neighborhood dive bar.
  99. Ellen Ullman’s Life in Code.
  100. Revisiting Needles and Pens in SF and being so thrilled that it’s still there ten years after our first visit.

 

If you’ve made it this far, thanks. This might be the last thing I post here before moving all these archives somewhere else that feels less…. on display. I’m not wild about having work stuff in the same space I want to be able to write in, and honestly, I think it deters me from posting sometimes. I’ve been thinking about moving stuff around for awhile, and it might be time. We’ll see what happens.

Happy 2018, y’all. I’m wishing you warmth, grit, and some magic for the new year.

 

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2016 in Bullets

2016 Best Nine! Featured: Pittsburgh, Iceland, Philly, Lancaster, and Terrain

Every year when I sit down to write this post, I think “Next year, I will keep track as I go along so this isn’t so hard!” But then every year I find myself digging through Google Calendar, trying to piece together an overview of what happened. This year’s is a bit delayed, as I was busy waking up in Reykjavik on my birthday last week. So this feels like the real first week of the new year to me.

2016 was one of the more eventful years I’ve had recently, I think. After what felt like a particularly bad year in 2015, when I just really felt like I wasn’t moving forward in any of the ways I wanted to be, I think I was a lot less enthusiastic or optimistic about what I wanted to happen this year, and kept my expectations pretty low. It was still a hard year, but I had a ton of fun surprises.

The biggest fun (and truthfully, sometimes not-so-fun) surprise of all was buying a house in downtown Lancaster! It’s what 2016 is characterized by the most (and seemingly endless sanding and painting), followed by a serious summer travel schedule, mostly due to conferences and Chad flying to the Bay Area to work onsite at his current client’s office.

This is 2016 in bullet points.

 

Lisa Yoder speaks at Ela Conf

Courtesy Ela Conf

Events where I spoke, taught, or organized:

 

Google Bikes

Google Bikes!

Conferences I attended (not including those in which I spoke):

  • Eating Words, a food writing conference put on by Edible Philly. It was fun to go to a conference outside of the genre I usually attend.
  • Google i/o, thanks to an incredible travel grant from Google’s Women Techmakers and Girl Develop It
  • Write/Speak/Code — This was undoubtedly the most actionable conference I’ve been to. We basically worked from 9 to 6ish every day, and came away having produced and learned so much. Definitely recommend.
  • Abstractions

 

Icelandic Sheep

Icelandic sheep in the midnight sun

Places I traveled:

  • Staycation in Philly (Damn Zika! We were supposed to go to Puerto Rico.) plus a few days at Brush Mountain Lodge in Central PA. It was beautiful.
  • Mountain View, CA, for Google i/o, plus an excursion to Santa Cruz and Big Sur! It was so fun to rent a house with my friends and roam around the Google campus on their funny bikes.
  • Chapel Hill/Carrboro for Memorial Day
  • Chicago for Write/Speak/Code
  • Iceland with friends
  • Pittsburgh for Abstractions
  • Philly all the time for a lot of reasons. I spent a lot of time and money on Amtrak. Also, it’s not a bad drive.

 

Liars' Club book on table at coffee shop

This summer, we spent several Sunday afternoons reading and writing at Square One Coffee.

Books I read:

That’s a longer list than I thought it’d be, and I think I’m still missing some!

 

Jenny Lewis

Rabbit Fur Coat 10 Year Anniversary

Shows I saw:

  • Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins Rabbit Fur Coat 10 Year Anniversary Show in Philly
  • Waxahatchee at the Chameleon Club
  • Basement show here in Lancaster in a little venue called The Cellar

This was obviously not a stellar year for seeing shows. Too much travel and Lancaster to Philly back and forth, I guess.

 

Lisa in front of WrdSmith street art

Credit: Chad Ostrowski

Miscellaneous fun stuff:

  • We had a series of movie nights with Philly friends.
  • My super talented friend Kristen invited me to an Instameet at Longwood Gardens for their Orchid Extravaganza. It was beautiful and a perfect way to spend a frigid winter morning.
  • I got to do this fun photoshoot with Maddie, who’s incredibly talented, to help feature her new intimates line.
  • We bought a freaking house and moved from Philly to Lancaster. What. Sometimes this still takes me by surprise. Technically Philly featured excerpts of the blog posts that we wrote about why.
  • I went from my full time job writing code at Urban Outfitters to part time there, and then fully freelance. It’s exciting and scary, and I’m not sure how long I’ll want to do this versus find a remote employer I love. We’ll see. There are a lot of factors to consider. I’m using COBRA for health insurance, and that will run out late next year.
  • Around August/September, I submitted talks to three different conferences’ CFPs. They were all accepted! Which means that I wrote three different talks to give in the space of a month. Not recommended, but a great learning and growing experience for me!
  • I took a handlettering class and started feeling more confident with brush pens!
  • I canned by myself, unsupervised, for the first time in the kitchen in our house.
  • I took a Log Cabin quilting workshop with the Lancaster Modern Quilt Guild! I’ve been wanting to make a quilt forever, and this was a great way to get started with some guidance. Hopefully I can finish it in 2017.
  • Some family from Oregon came to PA for a wedding. I hadn’t seen them in maybe 10 years, and it was so fun to hang out!
  • I finally coded the redesign of my blog and integrated a portfolio. Still tweaks to be made. Always tweaks to be made.
  • I photographed the intimate wedding of a couple of our dearest friends!
  • I went to Grace Bonney’s book tour stop in Philly for In The Company of Women. It was just the thing to look forward to, as it happened a couple days after the election and was such an inspiring and supportive crowd.
  • I learned how to make a bra with Maddie of Madalynne! My lace doesn’t match up at all (I need to pay more attention when cutting), but the bra itself fits and turned out to be super comfy!
  • Above all though, I learned that I can do really, really hard things that I never envisioned myself doing. Without getting into specifics, this has not been fun, and it’s a good reminder that the internet is only everyone’s highlight reel. My life looks pretty spectacular on Instagram, and for the most part, it really is. But few people are advertising the less glamorous parts. Some things aren’t for public consumption. Knowing that you can do really hard things is a hard but incredible fact to learn about yourself, for sure.

It feels like this year was full of miscellany, but I think in this case, the miscellany is life. I’m working through writing and planning some goals for 2017, some of which I’ll share here soon!

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2015 in Bullet Points

best-nine-instagram-photos-2015Not every year has to be awesome. It’s inevitable that some years won’t be. Sometimes it’s hard to remember that, especially when everyone on Twitter is all “2015 was flawless!” and “Saying goodbye to a stellar year!” Frankly, I couldn’t be happier that 2015 has seen its way out, may the door hit it.

But now a blank slate lays before us, even if it is an arbitrary one. Maybe the hope and potential of a blank notebook, an unmarred landscape, is why people get so excited about NYE. I guess I can get behind that.

Even after years like this one, where the things I wanted most were both totally out of my reach and totally out of my control, it helps me to go over the highlights so I know that it wasn’t a total wash. I did some cool things, even though they are sometimes overshadowed by the stuff that didn’t happen the way I’d anticipated. And I accomplished some things I hadn’t planned to at the beginning, which always feels great. So here it is, my year in bullet points. But only the good ones.

 

speaking at alt summit

Events Where I Spoke, Taught, or Organized:

Conferences I Attended (not including those in which I spoke):

  • Alt Summit Winter
  • Philly ETE
  • WordCamp US

It seems that most of the events I attended this year were because I was speaking, teaching, or organizing them. I want to come up with a couple topics that I can focus on developing talks for this year to do more speaking, and I also want to attend more educational events where I can focus on being a sponge and learning a ton. I was so excited to get accepted to speak at Alt Summit this summer. It was definitely a highlight of the year and I really hope I can speak there again soon.

seattle space needle

Places I Went:

  • Seattle
  • Salt Lake City for Alt Summit x2
  • Austin for Texas Style Council — I really want to go back and get a sense for the actual city of Austin and catch up with the rad ladies I met there.
  • Carrboro x2 — Once for a visit, once for a wedding celebration
  • Camped near Ricketts Glen
  • Asbury Park Day Trip
  • Alabama for my sister-in-law’s wedding tea
  • New York for SPARK Union
  • Spent our sixth wedding anniversary weekend at the Lancaster Arts Hotel and started scoping out what it’d look like to live in Lancaster City
  • Camped in the Catskills with some of my favorite Philly people
  • Staunton, VA to see The Winter’s Tale at the Black Friar’s Playhouse

This was definitely not my most exciting travel year (there were good reasons for that), but we did a lot of little trips. We have some plans in the works already for 2016 to be a more interesting year of travel.

 

All About Love by bell hooks

Books I read:

I’m pretty sure there were more, but this is what I can remember off the top of my head. I want to keep better track of what I’m reading in 2016.

 

Iron and WineShows I Saw:

  • Kishi Bashi
  • Jose Gonzalez
  • Sufjan Stevens
  • Sam Beam and Ben Bridwell
  • Joanna Newsom
  • Over the Rhine

hammock in carrboro

Miscellaneous fun stuff:

  • Started watching The West Wing. Man, do I love Aaron Sorkin. I can’t even help it. When I caught episodes as they aired when I was in middle school, I always felt so smart and informed when I understood the banter. I was so sad about the end of The Newsroom that The West Wing became my new go-to.
  • Started feeling comfortable and awesome in red lipstick. This was kind of an unofficial aspiration of mine for a number of years. I had this rad AF instructor when I studied in Spain a million years ago who 1) I had a big girl crush on and 2) always excelled in the lip color department. I feel like I’d do her proud these days.
  • Attended a rad Galentine’s Day Party hosted by my friend, Corinne. I’m really hoping she does it again this year (Nudge, nudge, Corinne. Let me know if you want help.)
  • Wrote a mini city guide to Philadelphia for The Collaboreat
  • Landed my biggest freelance contract ever
  • Chad and I both got accepted to, and then chose to decline, the first and second Remote Year trips. I had planned to write a blog post on why we declined, but that never happened.
  • Took a sewing class from Rachel Ford at MADE Studio.

Like I mentioned earlier, the things I wanted most this year didn’t happen, and I failed at a lot of my goals. There were a lot of unfortunate and upsetting surprises that threw me way off, but I’m glad I took the time to list the good stuff that happened anyway.

This weekend, I’m planning to sit down with some fancy takeout and Susannah Conway’s Unravelling the Year Ahead 2016. Even though most of the shitty things that happened this year were way beyond my control, I want to analyze how I could have been more prepared to respond to them better. I’ll be sharing a new list of goals here soon — this year, holding them more loosely and being open to new surprises (hopefully better ones than 2015 had in store) and trying to be both flexible and hopeful for what lies ahead.

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2013 in Review, Bullet Style

2013 in ReviewThese year in review posts are all over the interwebs, but my favorite format has been Pam’s bullets. She recommends that you keep a .txt file throughout the year of your accomplishments. That way, when asked about accomplishments at a job interview or review, or just in your own personal reflection, you have something to reference. In lieu of that, Chad and I literally went through our entire past year of Google Calendar while remembering 2013 and planning 2014. I’ll try to keep my own bullet list this year so next year’s reflection doesn’t take as long.

In 2013, I: 

  • began the practice of planning my year with Susannah Conway‘s Unravelling the Year Ahead workbook
  • stopped taking UArts classes because I felt I could learn more affordably and just as well on my own
  • participated in my first hackathon and surprised myself by speaking onstage at a tech event  — this felt like a really big deal for me (I also met some awesome people I still hang out with)
  • took at least four Girl Develop It classes
  • TA’ed at least three Girl Develop It classes (Responsive Design, Intro to HTML & CSS, and Intermediate CSS3 & HTML5), which were taught by Zoe, Jenn, and Cat
  • unceremoniously stopped Street Stories to give more attention to my programming/web endeavors
  • participated in an experimental Rails apprenticeship program
  • helped organize (in some capacity) both ContentCamp & BarCamp Philly
  • learned the ins & outs of both WordPress & Shopify development
  • started getting paid to do web development professionally
  • began coworking at IndyHall
  • built my first Rails app for a client project
  • traveled to New York (to see Then She Fell), Costa Rica, Connecticut, Arizona, Chicago, and Nashville
  • bought my first Alt Summit ticket while standing in line at a snack counter at the Grand Canyon (no, really)
  • attended the Philly Women in Tech Summit, the Wharton Web Conference, Alt for Everyone, STORY, Storyline, and what feels like countless tech meetups in Philly.

While 2013 certainly wasn’t as full of as many dramatic and obvious changes as 2012, I have come a long way. Sometimes it’s hard to see growth day to day, but when contextualized over an entire year, the progress I’ve made feels really significant. It’s been a year of subtle but pervasive change.