Archive | December, 2015


31 Dec

Welcome 2016, the year of the Roaring 20’s.

I have something to tell you that you’re probably going to like.image
During my first trip to the Deep South (Alabama, Mississippi, and Arkadelphia) I got high off of helping others, learned what to do in a flash flood (Don’t drown. Turn around. Go see your mom.), enjoyed the hospitality of Michelle, Ms. Greger, and co., joked hysterically and endlessly with Russ, told a religious joke I had gaged as appropriate but ended up it wasn’t, a car was named after me! #7shortyears #SammiUV, culled a meowton of clothes, saw a double rainbow


Hungout with this Christmas Ham


Finally met Lydia ūüėĄ

And laughed until I cried in a house with 17,000 clocks.

I hope we have plans right now because I feel amazing.
RIP task,


29 Dec

As an American, I can’t claim wanderlust as a unique characteristic. Lots of us living in the “land of free” take advantage of our privilege to roam. But in my 28-and-a-half years, I have learned about myself that I want to live out my freedom, experience my youth, for as many hours a day, as many days a year, as I possibly can. I actively choose not to live 9 to 5. I don’t believe in waiting to do what I love in the present on the bet that I can afford the time to buy it in the future. I won’t sit close to home waiting to travel — until my eyes are too dim to catch the beauty of the landscape, smalling up in a jitney cab becomes unthinkable, or my knees yell out if I try to hike a mountain.

What I’m trying to say is that I’m about to leave the country again. I came back to United States soil to be closer to my parents — which has been a dream — and now I’m taking a quick break, a couple of months to spread my wings. I spent this time in the U.S. saving up to buy a one-way ticket to Portugal — and now that this blog is caught up, I am hoping to post in real-time. (I’ve been really wanting to start calling you readers “fireside travelers” but “global warming” is making that impossible.)


supportive, creative, thoughtful parents


“Gratitude naturally raises our energy levels to the highest vibration possible which allows the universe to provide abundance.” According to that sentence I just made up, I’m off to absorb more gifts from the universe. I am so grateful for my health, my freedom, that cement puppy Ricky, a generous job that I love, appreciation for this country, and a heightened awareness for opportunity, struggle, and storage space.

Right now is the youngest we’ll ever be.
With gusto,
(Who’s Gusto? And is he helping pay?)

P.S. I’m changing my relationship status to “men seeking US citizenship.”
P.P.S. Just kidding, ladies.




So much Funakkah

22 Dec

This is how we Jew.

My non-demonimational household got together on both the first and last night of Hanukkah to celebrate! Turns out I live with dreidel hustlers; all change was worth the same amount but Jen made sure, as she played, she only had silver coins. #fastlearner #couldhavefooledme


How us sporty types roll.

The basketball dreidel threw down all the gimels, the football dreidel was¬†hard to see, and the baseball dreidel handed out the shin (shin put one in!), so much for America’s past time. ¬†We gave out stingy loans to one another as our cash depleted and the candles burned low. We played for hours and¬†discussed¬†the merits of a reverse spin, glass vs. wood, and the possibility of a weighted dreidel. ¬†Helen’s¬†an athlete.
Yinz had me at Shalom,

Officially moved to Pittsburgh

21 Dec

3 monthsIMG_0985.jpg


my room with mom’s¬†help


my sweet ride

Memories you mightn’t understand but are¬†delicious: Bell in that chair, independent codependent women: Do you have a pen? ’cause I have a notebook, Emily, Bo Burnham, Daniel at an Amy Schumer show (!!), Tavern 245, an office party, hiking to Shop and Save, hitching a ride back, Zen, mosh pit “circle” with an instigating frontman, impressed by jury duty (counterfeit case), jazz at Andy’s, not a Thai massage, bull-dog¬†Maddie, Capital Grill, and stalking Sid “for Jodi!”.


OG Patent Pending

I am loving this city, friends, and open-minds. Sorry to miss you, Kat.
With continuity,


Ithaca for Colloween

20 Dec



Chorus crashers, candy finders, party goers, friends for ever.

Love you,

Eh? Canada

19 Dec

Banff, Jasper, Mount Robson, and Glacier National Park


Three is the new two.


Lake Lousie, a Natural Wonder.


Moraine Lake ‚̧



Q: How does a Canadian say “no”?
A: Shrugs up shoulders, “yes?”







Searching for a problem 6 months out; that type of adventure.

IMG_0428.jpgThese pictures are a repost from this¬†Facebook album. I left out the snow vortex, why we headed to Vancouver, Deb, Katie’s glasses, Kamloops, scalping Weird Al tickets in (wasteland) Calgary, squirrels who eat¬†cake on other peoples birthdays, skinny dipping, slam poetry, and the miracle of Sean Whiteman (!).
We’re onto something, see you in 9 months.
‘mi ūüôā

(late) Summer

17 Dec

No photos from Toronto but love me some Warren.

A mention to that special spot in Boulder (a storage unit), congrats to the newly weds!, super fun wedding!!, and HI to our British chaps.


She loved it.


NYC, where I preemptively and fervently jumped on the Murphy train




5 countries!! #chicks #couchsurfingparty

I’ve been visiting friends, seeing comedy, LOLing, and acting restless.
America’s the funniest.