Things I Like Include: The Hump Day Handful

This whole “theming Wednesday’s blog posts” is actually working to help hold me accountable to posting. I love creating new blog posts, but sometimes I get caught up in the rhythm of the week (and by that I mean copious amounts of schoolwork and very little sleep) and I just “forget” to post. However, THOSE DAYS ARE NO MORE. It feels good to be on a schedule.


This week’s Hump Day Handful is going to be fitness themed. I’ve had a glorious time the past few weeks going to the gym with my sisters. The usual suspects are me, Tori, and Alison (who’s birthday it is today, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALISON). We all trek over to the student recreation center on our campus, and we head to Zumba, Cardio Dance, Body Combat, etc. I’ve honestly never been a person that was super jazzed about fitness. I cheered in high school and a little in college, and I played soccer, but I was never one of those people that went on sporadic 4 mile runs just because. While I was in Memphis this summer, I decided to take up running as a hobby. I made myself a goal that I would participate in the Nike Women’s Half Marathon in DC this spring. Starting in the summer would give me plenty of time to train. Which brings me to the first feature in this week’s ‘handful.’


Nike + Running App



This app is PHENOMENAL. It’s calibrated to keep your distance in check on both indoor and outdoor runs. You can also program “power songs” that will play during the middle of a tough workout to give you the extra ‘umph’ you need to push through to the finish. Plus, you can add your friends and all cheer each other on throughout the month. 


Next on this week’s Hump Day Handful is something that I never thought I would do…ever!


Tori and Alison and I have been doing an inordinate amount of Zumba (slash Cardio Dance Party, slash this thing where they turn off all the lights, turn ON a black light, and you dance…sounds perfect, right?) I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE Zumba. I love the music, the dancing, and leaving the fitness studio dripping with sweat. You can burn 500-1000 calories doing Zumba, and there are targeted tracks dedicated to squats, abs, and even arms (we did an arm track the other night that literally almost KILLED ME…but I loved it so it’s okay).


Nike Air Pegasus


This shoe is the BOMB. I had been running in my Nike Free Runs, which are great, but they just don’t have the right support for distance running. Don’t get me wrong, the free runs are such COOL shoes. They come in a bajillion colors that are adorable (and come on, cute shoes MAKE me want to work out). But the Pegasus are the money maker. I can run for miles and miles without my feet hurting one bit. I’d highly recommend these shoes to any runner: new or veteran.


So there you have it. A fitness inspired hump day handful. Happy Wednesday, everyone!


Things I Like Include: Fall Air

There is no feeling more decadent than sitting next to an open window, soaking in the first crisp breaths of Fall. The leaves haven’t started to turn yet, and I have a feeling that this weather is nothing more than a fluke. I am sure that by Tuesday it will be unbearable hot again, and I’ll have to break out the shorts that I haphazardly placed in the back of my closet until next Summer. Until then, I’ll sit in limbo right under this open window, breathing in the cold air.


There is something so quintessentially “Fall” about my home town. I don’t know whether it’s the small town football games or the County Fair that I stumbled upon this weekend, but everything about Windsor, VA screams “autumn” to me. Coming home after being at school for a while always makes me really nostalgic. I can’t help but think about doing my homework on the back porch or sitting in the third pew from the back every single Sunday morning. It’s not a sad nostalgia- I find it really comforting to revisit old places. However, I also think it’s important to realize that they are just that: places of nostalgia. I am headed in new directions, and I can’t stay here forever. 


In other news, Fall weather means that I can’t stop eating pumpkin flavored stuff- everything that includes some semblance of pumpkin, apple, or cinnamon. Last night my mom made this pumpkin crunch cake thingy, that I plan on devouring in its entirety this week.




Cooler weather also means that the Avett Brothers/ any band with a banjo and a bearded lead singer are on repeat in my room, my car, and my mind. Take a peek at my favorite fall playlist, courtesy of ashleyveekay and 8tracks.



Things I Like Include: The Real World

This is not a post about me finding myself in the throws of adulthood. Don’t get me wrong, this 8-6 job is definitely making me feel more and more like an adult. That big girl paycheck ain’t so bad either. But this post isn’t about me “making it” in the world of coffee thermoses and power suits.

It’s about these people:

Yep, where “people stop being polite and start being real.”

I am obsessed with The Real World. I love the drama-filled hook ups, the awkward townie encounters, the fifteen minutes of fame for a cast of eight nobodies who all prove to be grossly entertaining but also grossly the same from season to season. Honestly, what’s not to love about a good train wreck with some sentimental issues of love, class and identity sprinkled into the mix?

I can pinpoint my obsession back to a specific season (true fans measure their age and wisdom in seasons). Season sixteen of the popular MTV show took a cast of fresh-faced late teen, early twenty somethings to Austin, TX.

from left to right:

The Real World: Austin Cast

I was in the sixth grade, and I had just traveled to Austin to be in a wedding. Twelve year old me felt a mature connection with and a mature sadness for these “characters” or people, however you choose to view. I remember seeing a little piece of myself in all of the characters. I had Nehemiah’s coolness, Lacy’s kindness, Johanna’s fear of love, Rachel’s insecurity, Melinda’s confidence, Danny’s heart, and Wes’ temper. These people were all representations of my sixth grade self, and from that point on, I was hooked.

The house has since been repurposed as a restaurant and bar.  image courtesy of:

The house has since been repurposed as a restaurant and bar.
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Although The Real World changes cast and location each season, the plot and the characters stay relatively the same:

Get drunk, hook up, throw things, yell, get in the hot tub, etc.

Additionally, there are several character archetypes that The Real World must continue to fulfill if they plan to keep their fan base (myself included).

The Hot Rebel:

The “Hot Rebel” has become a fixture in MTV’s hit television show. The H.R. is responsible for being, well…simply stated, hot. She is usually responsible for unintentional drama within the house among other cast mates because of the sheer perfection of her body or her abject stupidity. She is always the first in the hot tub and the first to take a handle to the face. Perhaps the most perplexing thing about the H.R. is the ratio of her body. She usually stands at about 5’6″-5’7″ and weighs in at about 110-115 lbs. Her torso is toned and her legs are long. However, her breasts are of epic proportions, easily D-DD. This biological anomaly leaves her male housemates in heat and her female housemates in denial of the phenomenon. She probably has too many teeth for her mouth and they are so white it’s almost blinding. Her hair is usually tangled (lezbehonest, she could use a good brush), but it doesn’t really matter because she’s so hot, she could seriously go out in a garbage bag and still get a man. She will sporadically make out with girls, and she has the alcohol tolerance of a German soldier. Her favorite lines include: “I have way more guy friends than girl friends,” “I don’t understand why (insert name of female housemate) doesn’t like me,” “I’m just here to have fun,” “Shots?” and “Who wants a lap dance?”

The Closeted/Recently “Out” Gay/Bisexual Guy:

The Real World is semi-famous for addressing historically controversial issues on TV. In fact, they were one of the first network television shows to address the AIDS epidemic at a time when the disease was very new and terrifying for a lot of young people in rural and metropolitan areas, alike. LGBTQIA* topics have made their way into The Real World season after season. The Recently Out Gay Male serves as the unofficial “cuddle buddy” of every insecure/straight woman in the house. On any given night, he can be seen laying on a pile of bean bags (come on, MTV, bean bags are NOT still a thing) with a hot housemate (but never the H.R.) talking about life, love, sex, and hair products. There is always at least one episode dedicated to the R.O.G.M’s sexual escapades and/or a all-house outing to a gay bar. In these instances the L.A.W. (more on her later) will serve as the wingman while the cisgender, straight males will sit at the bar, slamming back jagerbombs and watching some girl on girl dance floor action. The H.R. will empathize more with the R.O.G.M since, she has subconscious lesbian tendencies (let’s be real, she’s just really sexual), and they will have in-depth discussions on the pool table, at the kitchen counter, or over a Saturday morning hangover brunch at a swanky spot about why true love evades them, blow jobs, and DFMOs. Overall, the R.O.G.M is typically one of everyone’s favorite characters. He is kind and smart, affectionate and “real.” He makes the less attractive women feel beautiful and puts the bombshells in their place, all while being able to drink a brew with the house bros. Bravo, R.O.G.M!

The Less Attractive Whiner

Ladies and gents, meet the Less Attractive Whiner, also known as the L.A.W. This woman is, by no means, unattractive. However, compared to the H.R. and the handful of chance townies and tourists that the cast encounters, she is definitely less attractive. Her physical flaw may be as small as a gap in between her two front teeth, one boob that is slightly bigger than the other, or Brooke Shields eyebrows. Whatever the case may be, she is sightly less attractive, and therefore resents both her male and female house mates. She will try to pin them against each other through a series of devious tasks and covert missions. Whether she is stirring the drama pot between an established house relationship (another MTV favorite) or a visiting significant other, she is always looking for trouble, and she loves it. She will sometimes get picked up at a bar by a townie who hasn’t yet seen her room mates. She’ll usually bring him home, resulting in a slew of insults and snappy one liners from the C.D. and F.B.M. (see below descriptions). She will then assail them with random household objects, use the rotary dial phone in the bean bag pile to call her mother or worse, her gay best friend from home, and sob endlessly. For the rest of the season, you will see camera pans to her eating Ramen alone in the kitchen, drinking in her bedroom, and a lot of solo day excursions. She will rarely participate in confessional.

The Cocky Douche:

Semi toned muscles? Pooka shell necklace? Hollister graphic t-shirts? Look no further, Real World enthusiasts. It’s the Cocky Douche! This guy is usually living in 2005, no mater what year it really is. His fashion sense is appalling, and he normally comes from somewhere in the midwest where it’s still kosher for men to wear Abercrombie and spike their hair. For some reason, women tend to fling themselves at the C.D. His ego is usually bigger than his penis, and he is forever getting on the L.A.W’s nerves. In fact, most conflict in the house comes from the interactions of these two. More than likely, it’s because the C.D. is super attracted to the L.A.W His favorite activities are “slamming bar hotties,” going to clubs with the top two buttons of his AE button-up undone, and coming home at the end of the night empty-handed. He’ll end up having sex with a girl who has self-confidence issues and then he’ll talk about it for the next 5 episodes.

The Grounded/Faithful Black Man

Alton from the Real World: Las Vegas image courtesy of:

Alton from the Real World: Las Vegas
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There has to be at least one or two people in the house that are coming from a genuine and grounded place. The Grounded/ Faithful Black Man is often this person. Sometimes he is leaving a long-term, serious relationship at home, and sometimes he is just getting out of a serious relationship. Whatever the case may be, he is extremely loyal to those around him, whether it’s his boys, his best girl friend, or his woman back home. He gets attached really easily, and he doesn’t deal well with foolishness. He also usually gets emotionally attached (either on the friend level or a romantic level) with one of the house party-girls. Perhaps the best example of this is the relationship between Nehemiah and Johanna in the Austin season. He doesn’t want to see ladies he respects getting too drunk or dancing on the bar, but he doesn’t mind seeing them in his bed. He is usually quick to state what he thinks, even at the expense of other housemates. He can unintentionally cause conflict. At the end of the day, he is usually the most normal person after the season is over. He usually goes on to have a successful career, a family, and a life free of reality TV drama.

The Cr@zy B!tch:

Nia from the Real World: Portland photo courtesy of:

Nia from the Real World: Portland
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Hold on to your hats…and really any kind of blunt household object. The Cr@zy B!tch is one of the most common and complex characters. She is usually beautiful in an unconventional way. She lacks the All-American “girl next door” look, and she is usually very smart and very well educated. This only serves to fuel her biting tongue and her propensity towards mind games and general bat shit craziness. She instigates fights with other house mates and then she reaps the benefits of their reactions, usually falling into the “poor victim” category. The Grounded/Faithful Black Man is usually the last to catch on to the craziness of her antics. She is able to fool him because she comes off, at first, to be very genuine and kind. Her favorite activities include: walking around scantily clad to show off her hot body, day drinking, and laughing manically. Her catch phrase? “I’m not here to make friends.”

The Weird Girl

Bird from The Real World: Portland image courtesy of:

Bird from The Real World: Portland
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No season of The Real World would be complete without the Weird Girl- normally an indie/punk rock kind of girl who really just wants everyone to get along. She normally wears really heavy eye make-up and bright lipstick. Her hairstyles vary between long black weave-like tresses and short choppy pixie cuts. She is really chill and low-key, and very few people in the house have a problem with her. She also usually has a boyfriend back home, which leads to a life of limited partying and virtually no hooking up. There will almost always be an episode where her boyfriend flies into town, they fight, almost break up, and then end up re-proclaiming their love for one another by the end of the episode. The W.G. is super into the job that the Real World cast works, and she takes herself a little too seriously. Her favorite activities: girls nights with lots of wine. Her catch phrases: “why hasn’t anyone done the dishes?” and “you guys, I wish we could just all stop fighting.”

There you have it. Without some variation of each of these, the Real World would just be another 3 season reality show bust. Because of these characters, MTV has managed to keep the show running for 28 seasons and counting.

It may not be perfect, but it’s real.

Things I Like Include: Summertime

Finals are over (finally), and Summer is here again. I must admit, I felt as if it would never come this year. This semester, especially, felt like it dragged on and on. Last Thursday, I made my way home from Williamsburg for the last time this school year. When I go back to the ‘Burg in August, I will be beginning my Senior year of college. WHAT?! I can’t even believe it. I feel like it was just yesterday that I was moving in to Dupont Hall, Room 224 with my Freshman roommate and best friend, Kristin. 


Kristin and me during Orientation, August 2010

I honestly can’t understand where the time went.


Anyway, I am now officially home for the summer (or at least for two weeks before I leave for work in Memphis). I’ve spent most of my days sleeping in with my puppy, making lots of eggs, watering flowers, cleaning up, watching HGTV and the Food Network (no shame) and reading books. It’s such a nice feeling being able to just relax and take time doing things you love. I just finished The Catcher in the Rye,which I had never read before, but it was absolutely phenomenal. I’m currently searching for the next good book to add to my list, so any suggestions are welcome.


I think one of my favorite parts of summer is seeing my Mother’s garden. I used to complain when I was little because one of my chores was to water her flowers. This seems like an easy task, but trust me, it certainly was not. My mother has upwards of thirty potted flowers in a garden behind our house. This meant going from pot to pot, making sure that tomatoes, zinnias, and peppers were all given enough water to sprout, bud, and grow. I didn’t appreciate these plants when I was little, but boy do I love them now. I love seeing our backyard sprout and grow. It’s so green and alive.


What’s your favorite thing about the summer?


Things I Like Include: Being Where I’m Supposed to Be

Too many housewife blogs: I can’t stop reading them.



I can’t stop marveling at their lace wedding dresses, their attractive, successful husbands, their anthropologie-inspired home decor and their cherub-looking babies. I hate them and love them at the same time. I feel a chorus of “Part of Your World” playing in the back of my mind each time I log in to read one of them.



I want to make lemon zest cupcakes at 11:00am while my quirky children play with their xylophones in the other room. I want to buy freshly cut flowers on the street below my New York apartment (yeah, I’m looking at you, Naomi Davis:



I think what it really boils down to is simply that I want to grow up.

College has treated me well. It has made me confident and brought me out of my shell, socially. I am no longer hesitant to talk to people that I don’t know, and I no longer worry what people will think if I wear the same red lipstick for the fourth day in a row. However, I am feeling like it’s time to move on. D.C., I think you are partially to blame. The cups of coffee I drank each morning on the balcony of my apartment, the red line at rush hour, the impromptu trips to New York City- They’re all to blame for my current lack of satisfaction. No matter how hard I try, instagramming a picture of my Williamsburg, VA coffee doesn’t have the same feel of adulthood as that in DC, and I’m not ashamed to admit that. Williamsburg nurtured me and helped me to grow, but now it’s pushing me to explore new parts of myself, exactly as a good mentor should.


For now, I am stuck in a beautiful place, somewhere between spice racks and keg stands. I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, and I am happy.

Things I Like Include: Going Home

I know I haven’t posted anything in quite some time. For that I apologize- not to all the people that read this blog (which is not many), but more to myself. This blog has been a beautifully cathartic experience for me, and I am sorry that I have denied myself this outlet for over a month and a half. However, my new year’s resolution was to blog at least twice a week, so expect more posts from this lady.


Coming home is one of the most exciting experiences of my college life. I can’t tell you how much I took home for granted in high school. Aside from having a great relationship with my parents, I have a sincere attachment to my hometown, Windsor, VA. Windsor is the type of town where you go to the grocery store and you see at least 10 people that know you, your momma, your momma’s momma, and your cousins. Coming back to Windsor is always bittersweet. I am reminded of the town that helped me to grow into the Elizabeth that I am now- strong and opinionated, with a love for country music and linebacker-looking boys in trucks. However, I am also reminded of the reasons that I left- the scarcity of college graduates, the kind, but sometimes limited world view, the good people who are often steeped in intolerance. Windsor will always be my home and the place that I most closely associate with home.




Home is now, also Williamsburg, Virginia. After spending the semester in Washington, DC, it will be exciting for me to return “home” to Williamsburg. If Windsor is my true home, then Williamsburg is a close second. The uneven bricks, historic buildings, 24-hour Wawa, and College that I love make up the first place where I have been able to lay my own roots. Williamsburg has allowed me to create a tradition separate


from my parents, while still granting them an open invitation. Williamsburg is more perfect for me than I could have ever imagined.






I head “home” away from my home on Friday. I cherish the time spent in Windsor, and I am eager to experience another semester in Williamsburg.