Well, well, well.

This little blog turned one and its birthday went mostly unnoticed, which I'm pretty sure violates some major social media mores. And yet I'm metaphorically throwing my hands in the air like I just don't care because… I don't.

19 Animals wearing party hats to celebrate
Sorry you're neglected, little intangible internet space.

I really did enjoy this little space and poured an obscene amount of time into it last year, although you probably wouldn't be able to tell from looking at it.

I just wanted to drop by if anyone is still reading to let you know that I've been blogging, albeit a bit less frequently, over here. I started fresh with that shiny notasnewnow blog to share my travels with family and friends back home. Lately I've been wanting to get back to more of my random writings but I wasn't sure whether to resume posting here or post those rambling thoughts on the new blog or start an even newer blawg and then things got out of control so I put the brakes on real fast. Something about it felt weird to simultaneously have two blogs going at once. Living a bit of a double life, if you will. So. Today I bit the bullet and got back to more of my typical writing over on Chey Rambles. I started out with one of my faves, a Saturday List. On a Thursday because that's how I do.

I'm pretty sure I'll be writing over there from here on out if you'd like to follow along. {crickets} Or, you know, not. Whatever. It's your life.

Annnd awkward sign-off.

--Chey

An Update

...or that time that I semi-unintentionally didn't blog for over a month. Ooops. We can blame it on the fact that I've had really limited internet access in New Zealand, or the fact that life got craaaazy, or or or... or perhaps we should be using "thank" instead of "blame." Your choice. Regardless, I have written an update on life on a fresh new blog here.

-Chey

Technology Tuesday* Vol. 3, the fancy phone edish

My inaugural gram.

I don't know, Mich and I accidentally matched today.

We should have taken a pic before our bike ride.

And we should have gotten the rest of our matching outfits in the shot.

Hindsight don't need no spectacles, yo.

After spending more hours than I care to think about researching what I'm going to do about a phone while I'm in New Zealand, my mom then generously spent copious amounts of time on the phone with our cell provider figuring out our options. We're talking living martyr status over here. I finally decided, after changing my mind roughly 400 times, to join the 21st century, hop aboard the iPhone bandwagon, and leave my elderly ways behi--nope, still geriatric. hashtag howdoIworkthisthing?

After that process, I vote we all agree to ditch the cellular phones and revert to landlines, telegraphs, and snail mail. Or maybe just smoke signals. My pal and former college roommate Amelia suggested carrier pigeons. "Train a few of those suckers, we'd be all set for the year!" Okay, sounds good to me.

Expect to be bombarded with an excessive number of "crappy" as people have dubbed them of late phone pics. Don't get me started on that one because... if you take a little gander down the not-so-distant memory lane you can gaze upon these little displays of ghetto fab.

Here's to hoping their Pinocchio noses have not grown any longer and my phone is actually unlocked so that it can function overseas. I'm looking at you, cell phone provider.

Aaaand awkward sign-off,

Chey

*You know the drill: Technology Tuesdays only happen on Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays, & Sundays. #likeclockwork