Cat's outta the bag

I am thinking about going back to school for my master's degree. I've already missed the application deadline but I've made a good impression with someone influential in the program and I'm being encouraged to apply despite the deadline of March 1.

Because I'm already late I've been scrambling for letters of recommendation, requesting transcripts, and getting information regarding program prerequisites and trying to figure out how I can fulfill them as quickly as possible.

I don't want to give too much away at this time--but this would be something entirely new for me. I currently work as a publicist and though I don't hate the work, I feel like I'm supposed to be doing something else with my short time here on Earth. Life is too short to spend it doing something that leaves me unfulfilled. Applying to this master's program is my first step in rectifying that.

So wish me luck and please pardon my void here on the interwebz.

XOXO

Ohai

I have been MIA on these here Internets for quite a while. Just checking in to say, "Hi! I like you!"

I am in the midst of some big things and I don't have much bloggy time right now. I hope to resume our regularly scheduled nonsense soon.

Love,
Mermanda

I've got the itch

Never have I been one of those people with an endless list of allergies. Since I was a child I've had an allergy to dust and pollen. As a teen I discovered I was allergic to sulfa drugs. I learned that one the hard way. I took Bactrim, a regularly prescribed antibiotic. My lips swelled. My back broke out in a rash. And I had never been itchier in my life. I would have crawled out of my skin to escape the discomfort if it was possible.

Without further boring you with my medical history, I am going to cut to the chase. Things are getting a little carried away.

Now I can't eat certain raw fruits and vegetables without my entire mouth and throat bursting into an itchy fury. This is commonly referred to as oral allergy syndrome or OAS. My offenders include:

• bananas *sob*


• sugar snap peas


• black berries


• strawberries

I also discovered this week that I can no longer consume dried apricots... and... this pains me very much... wine! WINE! Why have you forsaken me, Baccus?

Anyone have any crazy food allergies they'd like to share with me?

My astute observation

When you see American Idol Season 9 contestant Casey James...




...Does a certain Sex and the City hunk* come to mind?




Or is it just me?

*You're welcome.

March for Maddie

I'm joining the March for Maddie again this year. You can support the March of Dimes by donating below. Or visit www.marchforbabies.org and start your own team today!