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This is an actual picture from my kitchen tonight. For now, let's avoid the fact that there are no vegetables on the plate, and focus on the burnt mini corn dogs. This dish was not the original meal I fixed. The first - a stir fry with broccoli and chicken - was burnt beyond eating.... Continue Reading →
I bought this domain - http://www.AmyGesenhues.com months ago. It's not my first blog. Amywroteit.com is still live. And it's not even the first AmyWroteIt. Amy originally wrote it in 2008. On January 15 - seven years and eleven days ago - I committed to blog everyday for a year, and I did. I published more than 365 consecutive posts from January 2008 through the first part of 2009. I kept that first blog going until 2012 when I finally decided it had run its course.
My regular coffee order is a hazelnut latte with skim. The owner of Hob Knobb Coffee knows me well enough to ask, "You want your usual?" when I walk in the door. If someone is working the counter with him, he tells them which mug I like best. It's a black one with a rounded... Continue Reading →
It has been 201 days since my last blog post. It feels longer if you consider the number of minutes - 289,440 between this post and the one I wrote on February 12. Or, if you want to be really bleak, I've waited more than 17,366,400 seconds to return to this page (and that number... Continue Reading →
That's me and my dad. The date stamped on the back of this photo reads October 1976, six months before he drowned. We're in the backyard of the house where he and my mother lived until their divorce. If the date is correct, they were already divorced when this picture was taken, or at least,... Continue Reading →
My first blog post this year was an open invite for more magic in my life. Right after posting a link to it on Facebook, this print by Fiona Childs showed up in my newsfeed right above the link to my blog post. Isn't it perfect? What's even more perfect is the story that happened... Continue Reading →
Happy New Year! 2014--can't you even imagine? Remember dancing to, "Two-thousand-zero-zero, party over, oops out of time..." and thinking 2000 was so far away? Now look where we are. The future. Also, where the hell have I been? August? Really? That was the last time I blogged? If I was sitting across from myself right... Continue Reading →
This has been the view from my desk all week. I'm in a habit of dropping off my son at day care and driving a short walk down the road to the local coffee shop. I spend my workday at the makeshift desk I've created from two high-top tables, typing news stories, checking email, and... Continue Reading →
Hello 40! I'm here. Forty years and shining. I can't remember the last time I looked forward to a birthday as much as I have been looking forward to this one. To me, 40 feels like a definitive line in the sand, marking a moment in life where I take it all in...my past experiences,... Continue Reading →
One of my brother's favorite songs growing up was Burning Down the House. He's in his twenties now, but he has loved the song since the time he was small enough to be buckled into a car seat. Tonight, we both got to hear David Byrne sing the song live with fellow artist St. Vincent... Continue Reading →
Amy Gesenhues 