To Fly or Not to Fly

To fly or not to fly (either by plane or the seats of our pants) is a topic Nikki and I speak frequently about. (Righteously confused with fight or flight) so we are going to rename this the ‘indecision DIY life blog’.. seriously. Just kidding!

Sorry for the lack of posts in the last of two weeks. I had a delightful BFF visit, which included too much fun; a cold complete with dual pink eye (ew!) and then days of bed rest; losing track of time, in general; and two rightfully post-poned real-job interviews (fingers crossed).

Let’s pretend I have been blogging the whole time and I’ll do a summer wrap up…

1. It’s almost Fall. Seasonal changes make me feel emotional and question life. I try to exercise and do stuff. So far, I got a FREE (curly) haircut and sweet, full-sized samples for my patience as a hair model at Ouidad. Fall also means my urban outdoor container garden is almost finished. See below for my awesomely garlic-y Basil Pesto recipe, in action. So Good! I made enough to freeze. You should make it also, dear readers, and squirrel it away in the freezer for December.. trust me! So yeah, Fall makes me feel like a squirrel. Let’s not forget I grew up on a real farm in the middle of no-man’s-land, and right now it is probably harvest season.

pesto recipe

this is my top secret recipe

Pesto (about 1 cup):
Blend: 3 cups fresh basil leaves, packed
1/2 c. olive oil

Add: 1/3 c. walnuts, chopped

Pulse: 3 cloves garlic
1/2 c. olive oil

Add: 1/2 c. parmesan cheese

Add: 3 teaspoons lemon juice
1/4 teaspoon lemon zest
Salt & pepper

Refrigerate for up to 3 days or Freeze it like a little crafty squirrel.

DIY Home

This is how I freeze my pesto!

2. Five Years in Brooklyn, NYC anniversary. Holy cow, how did that happen?! Really guys, I did not plan this far! Right now, we rent our extra space in my apartment on airbnb and our current guests are giving up the Montana life to move to NYC.. Much like I did years ago, but solo. It leaves me feeling all nostalgic of my ambitions at age 23, which (let’s face it) will probably never happen again. But that’s ok… All my life goals have been accomplished! I am licensed; I should be able to get a job. This has been the theme of my summer, emphasized by unemployment. OMG, now what?

3. For one, finances. Does everyone with student debt know about this?!! Seriously, guys. I am using this program as my new requirements for employment over the next 9-or-so years… I mean, aren’t we all trying to figure out the “work-life balance,” or as seen on Huffington: the third metric I am not trying to “get to the top” or anything really unattainable.. I think after suffering the PTSD of my last job, I’d be really happy working a few part-time creative art therapy jobs that added up to professional fulfillment while making art, having time for relationships with people, and exercise in my local park. Baby steps, folks.

4. Last, but not least.. moar travel? To fly or not to fly? You may recall, I already went to Ecuador last month, but I’m still itching to travel.. home? ..Is that weird? I call flying into Chicago for tacos at Big Star with my BFF and a loooong Amtrak ride to Carbondale for visits with my busy brother, family, and friends- “home” (followed by journey to the St. Louis airport back to NYC.) This idea indicates that I may or may not have lost my mind. If I say an extended “home” trip is a “self-supported artist in residency,” then everyone agrees it is the best thing to do right now. I did find some cool books to alter. I guess I’ll wait for some results from the job interviews and then plan accordingly, right?

Cheers,
Alexandra

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