Emma

Today is my last day at Emma. My sweetie friend Miles – the one who played guitar for my original LÄRABAR song, the one who gave me my most favorite nickname of all time (“Persnicket”), the one who makes work so much more fun – made me this. That?  Is awesome.  And hilarious. Thanks for…

So there I was at the Denver airport, heaving my bulging black suitcase onto the conveyor belt for the x-ray machine. This was just my carry-on – my REAL bag (a behemoth red Samsonite) had already been found 6 lbs. overweight at the ticket counter, leading me to put on my boots and jacket, stuff…

A few nights ago, I dreamed that I had a bangin’ strapless red dress, and I was so excited to wear it.  I pulled it on, looked in the mirror, and… was reminded that I had recently been tattooed.  Emblazoned across my chest were the words, “Where the stars and stripes and the eagle fly.”…

Me: How can I help you? Her: Can I speak with Casey?  She emailed me. Me: Casey is actually a guy. Her: Oh, really?  Can I speak to her? Me: The Casey that you got an email from is a guy. Her: Okay.  What do I do? Me: Is there something I can help you…

Fanciness, merriment, and roistering. Bacon-wrapped jalapeños stuffed with cheese. And then, as if the night couldn’t get any more awesome, KARAOKE. And even better, twirling at ROBERT’S. I didn’t even look like a hobo. Today, though?  I totally do. Lordy.

September 2008: January 2010: My ponytail is making a spectacular comeback.  It’s almost a full-blown mane of glory. Also, please take a moment to note the difference in my work environments.  Thank you, Emma, for saving me from Sir Allen Stanford.

Oh sorry – did I quit blogging for a couple of days?  I apologize.  It’s just that OH MY WORD, LOOK AT MY NEW DESK. It’s called a PARSONS desk, for crying out loud – can you say meant? to? be? This is what Gina, Leigh, and I will be supporting the Emma community off…

I struggle with the question, “What am I doing with my life?”  I always have.  And with each passing day, week, year, I am no closer to finding the answer – I am learning to just take one day at a time. However, even though I might not know what I am doing with my…

My friend Zach moved from Seattle to Nashville this week; it’s great to have him here. We hadn’t seen each other in almost 3 years until he arrived on my doorstep on Monday night.  As I made dinner and we caught up, he told me that since the last time we saw each other, I’ve…

Here at the Emma shop, some serious gems get forwarded along; after all, email IS our native tongue.  As I am 1) a fan of the internet, and 2) feeling completely unoriginal 2) a giver, I thought I would pass along some of my favorites. Brought to you by my co-workers: 1)    The world’s most…