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“…little by little, inch by inch, we built a yard with a garden in the middle of it…” December 19, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 4:30 pm

Let’s just get it out of the way: Yes, I haven’t blogged in a while.
You know what I have been doing?
Just about everything else under the sun.

In case you missed the memo, it’s Christmas time.
It’s 5 days away to be exact.
Did you know the 12 days of Christmas are AFTER Christmas.
They start on Christmas and run into January.
What is that noise?
I’ve never heard that before.
Ever.
Have I been living under a rock?
I thought gifts came BEFORE Christmas.
My true love has been doing it all wrong then.
#nottrue #hesdonenothing #rightbydefault

How cute would that be if your love gave you 12 days themed gifts leading up to Christmas.
I think chocolate should be involved.

Speaking of which, last Sunday was Christmas baking day.
I intended to make chocolate chip cookies, double-chocolate cracked cookies, spritz cookies and truffels.
The poor spritz cookies hit the chopping block about 4 hours in.
I’ve still got the butter, so all is not lost.
#ourbuttercostsarethroughtheroof

That hastag was for Adam.
Listen, when you like butter, you need butter and butter is on sale for 99 cents with 5 cents in gas points—you buy a lot of butter.
#truth
#extrabutterneverhurtanyone
#ihadtomaderoominthefreezer

Office Christmas party is Friday night.
Many offices wear sparkly clothes, drink cocktails and eat fancy food.
We do that more than 10 times a year for our annual events.
I’ve seen all their sparkly clothes.
At Christmas, we wear jeans, drink beer, eat pizza and go bowling.
It’s magnificent.
#iknowyouarejealous

Picked up my white elephant gift at Sam’s this year.
It’s not my traditional humous offering, but I’d bet money it gets stolen the max 3 times.

I’m a-l-m-o-s-t done with Christmas shopping.
One trip to Home Depot and I’m free and clear.
I’m afraid to venture onto the south side of town at this time of year.
People say the creepies are downtown.
As a person who works downtown, I can say with certainty, the crazies are on the south side.
Probably at Target.
#istilllovetarget

Speaking of work….back there somewhere.
It’s  been crazy lately.
But a good crazy.
A productive crazy.
Not a south side Target crazy.
I’ve passed my one year mark and then some at SBJ.
Now, everything is becoming old hat.
What we have and A&E section the first week of February?
I’ve already got the letter prepped, the email drafted and the contact book updated.
I wouldn’t go so far as to say I’m an SBJ pro by any means, but I’m working on it.

I had Chipotle for lunch.
I’m very full.

There are literally about 3 pounds of chocolate on the counter downstairs.
People love us.
They send us sweets.
Does anybody ever think to send fruit during the holidays?
Blasphemy I know, but I’m about to hit my chocolate line.
Fruit cake doesn’t count.
#saidthegirlwhospent5hoursbakingonSunday

Sent Christmas cards Monday.
I’ve gotten a handful in the mail.
Less than 10 I’d say.
Are Christmas card dying off?
Why?
People don’t have time?
Make time.
Spread the Christmas cheer.
Tell people you know and love that, well, you know and love them.

I’d say some of you might think differently of me after this next statement, but if so, you really didn’t know me to begin with then.
I will not “Stand with Phil” Robertson and neither should you.
I’m just about as vocal of a 1st Amendment advocate as there comes, but what he said isn’t a first amendment issue.
You know how I know that?
Because he said it.
He had the right to say it and he did.
And he wasn’t hung in the streets by the government afterward.
His employer, however, that’s a different matter.
Employers have the right to fire you if you say something they don’t like.
It’s their business, their livelihood, their right.
Phil exercised his right, A&E exercised its.
People get bent out of shape because they make the argument god vs. gays.
When in reality, he could have said anything and they could have fired him for anything.
It’s not the content, but action.

Now, stop it with the FB meme shares.

I wish I had a cookie.

Eddie has only climbed the Christmas tree once so far.
That I know off.
That’s pretty damn good for a 7-month-old kitten.
BTW, she and Chuck are besties now.
Like they’ve never been apart.
#heartmelting

If we were in Russia and Putin didn’t like Phil, he’d be dead by now.
#justsayin

We decorated the house with our new Black Friday LED lights this year.
It looks amazeballs.
So many pictures taken when the icicles formed.
Check my Instagram.

Also, how much does a hipster weight?
An instagram.
Heard that gem the other day.
#imnotahipster

I hope Adam writes a year-in-review blog this year.
I didn’t feel my life was properly recapped without it last year.

In case you were wondering, yes, Hurt’s Donuts are fantastic.
Yes, they are two doors down from my office.
Yes, it is a struggle to keep from going there everyday.
Yes, they do vent their yummy goodness into our parking garage.
Did I mention it was a struggle not to go there everyday.

This year’s Christmas pug had me from the moment I hit enter on Google.
He’s a tree.

Pug tree. Sweet, sweet pug tree.

Pug tree. Sweet, sweet pug tree.

 

“…too many shadows in my room, too many hours in this midnight…” October 27, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 11:41 am

Hello blog world. Yes, it’s been about five months.
I’ve been busy.
#sorry

I just wrapped up a month of back to back to back issues with two special sections and a sort of special project section.
It was brutal.
Thanks to proper planning, it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.
Like last year.
When I started and everything was randomly thrust upon me.
It was crazy.
I secretly cried a lot.

BTW, I’ve been at SBJ a full year now.

Some days I miss community journalism.
Most days I miss regular journalism.
Business news has both been what I expected and not all at the same time.
I’d like to cover a nice house fire one day.
I miss that rush, that fast pace, that thrill.
Maybe a business will burn down.
That’s probably not funny.
Business news is a different beast.
One, after a year, I’m still adjusting to.

Everyday at SBJ I learn something new.
Sometimes it’s a business term.
Sometimes it’s an AP style rule.
Sometimes is just the way of the world.
Or the proper way to read a financial statement.
I love that.
It’s one of the reasons I left CCH.
Change is good.
I was stagnant.

HOLY POSTSEASON BATMAN!
Who watched Game 3 last night?
The Letterman house was all over it.
Most drama-filled game ever.
Obstruction!
It was crazy.
It was perfect.
It was true postseason.
#goCards

It’s fall in the Ozarks.
October is my favorite color.
I’ve been wearing jackets.
I love it.
I wrote a work blog about pumpkin spice latte overload.
Read it, it’s good.
#youknowyouwantto

We have officially checked in at every SDC festival this year.
Hello free Christmas ornament.
You are going to look fantastic on our tree.

Holy life, it’s only 10 weeks until the end of the year.
2013 has been good to me.
The holiday season is upon us.
Last night was Neowallah.
BTW, I’m disappointed in the last of costume pics FB peeps.
#saysthewomenwhosatathomeandwatchedbaseballinbed
I’m ready for some holiday baking.
I just refilled the flour canister.
Bring it on.
#getreadyNowatapeeps

My Christmas list is getting a lot of SDC gifts this year.
It’s only right.

It’s just another Sunday funday.
And we are at Nowata.
Adam has a butt ton of work to do.
They work him so hard.
Sometimes too hard.
He would never say that.
Does anybody besides me notice that?
Sometimes, it doesn’t seem so.

Our September trip to IKEA was a success.
Our new bedroom set up is ah-mazing.
Cozy.
Organized.
Warm.
Love it.
#hellonewcurtains

I’m thinking of doing the Turkey Trot again next year.
I’m a blob lately.
We had to give up our gym membership earlier this year.
It was time to renew.
They wanted hundreds of dollars.
We didn’t have it.
Hello blob wife.
We bought some bikes.
They are nice.
We should ride more.
When my trainer was pushing me at the gym I was a lot more motivated.
My bike simply taunts me from the backyard.
That’s a lot easier to ignore.

This month marks 2.5 years of marriage.
I love him more everyday.

Chicago Cheesesteak is fantastic.
It’s been downtown for a while now and I’d never tried it.
Do yourself a favor, have a cheesesteak.
#youknowyouwantto
#hashtag

I’m starting to think about selling our house again.
Adam successfully held me at bay for about two years now.
I’m breaking through.
And two years of equity later, my argument has more merit.
And I think he’s secretly ready to move too.
#canwekeepthesamemortagepayment

Adam’s listening to pregame football.
House rule=pregame is essential to set his fantasy lineup. Listening to the game is not needed, the app will tell you.
This year however, he’s been watching a lot of games.
I don’t know how that’s happening.
I love him?
Watching football only reaffirms my love of baseball.

I hope the Chiefs lose today.
That’s right, I said it.
Chiefs fans are much easier to deal with when the team sucks.
I can’t look at my FB feed on Sunday night’s lately.
It’s just too much.
And that’s coming from a Cards fan.
I’m not sorry.

Also, Mizzou lost yesterday.
As an MSU alumni, to that sir, I say ha.

We went to a corn maze last weekend.
Adam’s first ever.
Two hours later, we survived.
It wasn’t as fun as I remember as a kid and/or teen.
Maybe that’s a “wait until we have kids to go again” kind of event.

In case you are wondering, yes #babiesarestillfollowingme.

We got a kitten.
She’s 6 months now, 5 when we got her from the shelter.
Edna.
Eddie for short.
She has a leaky bladder problem.
She goes in the box 9 out of 10 times.
The 10th time?
She pees on our bed.
WTF.
Luckily, she hasn’t hit the mattress yet.
We have had the down comforter dry cleaned a few times now.
She’s getting pricey.
Why do we always get weird pets?
Seriously.

Sunday funday at Nowata rolls on.

It's a pug-kin spice latte. The best fall has to offer.

It’s a pug-kin spice latte. The best fall has to offer.

 

 

“…hello beauty, hello strange, hello wonder, what’s your name…” May 16, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 12:10 pm

I’m writing this blog at the request of Adam Letterman—who said he misses my random musings.

Today is one of the rare days in this job when I can take a second to breath.
I had a double section last week.
(And almost pulled my hair out.)
Meaning I have no section this week.
It’s been wonderful.
I’ve already written my article for next week’s section.
I wrote my article for another upcoming special section.
I’ve finished my CONVO for the section two weeks from now.
I can respond to emails with more than yes, no, or leave me alone.
I’m a planner.
This is a planning week.
I love it.

It’s press day, which means any minute I’ll be knee deeps in copy to edit.
But at this moment, I can breath.

It’s an event day and the office is buzzing.
There is always a special feeling in the air on an event day.
Everyone knows the monumental task ahead and the fun it will bring.
Plus, I love those mini egg rolls on the app bar.

Maybe I’m just buzzing.
I had a double-shot of espresso this morning.
One makes me twitch.
But, like I said, it’s event day.

I’m wearing a dress.
Magically, I avoided pantyhose/tights with a cute pair of leggings.
In accordance with my old editor’s recent column, they are not pants, simply a complement to my already cutie outfit.
It involves a belt.
I know, right—who am I?

The past two weeks have been a Letterman family—Adam and I—movie extravaganza.
Iron Man—hello RDJ abs.
The Great Gatsby—hello my classic literature love.
This weekend continues with the new Star Trek.
Yes, I’m that kind of nerd.
TNG will always be the best Star Trek—don’t argue, you know it’s true.
But there is something I love about the new reboot.
Even though it pretty much destroys the original timeline.

All of the sudden the office smells like McDonalds.
It’s lunch time somewhere.

Speaking of which, I’ve been eating lunch at home lately.
(read saving money)
And it’s great.
Yesterday, I watched an episode of 90210.
Brilliant.
I made a Vine about it.
Check it out.
Which BTW, hello, Vine is my new favorite thing.
I’m about over Facebook.

FYI people, Facebook is not Pinterest.
If you want to share aka re-pin a million recipes, craft ideas and/or songs—get a Pinterest account.
1—Pinterest has a better selection.
2—you are crapping up my FB feed.
I probably just offended someone, but you know everyone else was thinking it too.
#justsayin
#alsoifIseeanotherdumbassmemepostingaboutbeingagoodsisterorgrandmaImgoingtoscream

It took 15 minutes to get my coffee this morning.
I was lateish to work.
Stranded behind a group of blondes with complex smoothie orders.
#shootme

I dislike the kettle bell.

I think it’s officially summer.
In my head.
Not on the calendar.
It’s been 75-80 degrees all week.
I’ve yet to wear pants.
That’s a sign.

SDC is on this weekend’s agenda.
We are LOVING the season passes.
Great purchase.
We get exercise and fun all at the same time.
No pressure.
No rush.
If I don’t see it this time, hey, I’ll be back in a month.
Once a month is our goal.
If we hit all 5 festivals, we get a free Christmas ornament.
You know I want that ornament.
#justsayin

I know Adam likes to read my blog to see what’s for dinner tonight.
Sorry honey, you’re on your own tonight.
I have mini egg rolls.

We bought tickets to he MSU alumni day with the STL Cardinals.
Believe it or not, this will be my first game at Busch.
I’ve seen the big birds a handful of times, but always at other venues.
(It’s cheaper.)
June 1 we hit the big time.
Plus we get a sweet MSU/STL shirt.
You know I want a free shirt.

Copy should be rolling in any minute now.

This pug knows the goodness of Star Trek. Also, that's horrifying.

This pug knows the goodness of Star Trek. Also, that’s horrifying.

 

“…now I’m right here and I’m right now…” April 5, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 3:31 pm

So, it’s been a while.
I just looked—it’s been four months.
FOREVER in the lifetime of a blog.
Relatively, eh.

It’s a rare Friday when I have little to do.
The issue is out, printed and back.
I’ve made all my calls for next week.
Everything is edited or in some stage of editing.

Deep breath.
Sigh of relief.

I’m starting to work my way into this new place.
This new face.
Learn the way.
Learn the ropes.
As much as I learn, it seems each day I find a new way to make a mistake.
I’m a good journalist.
I have the MPA awards to prove it.
In the 6 months I’ve been in my new position, I’ve become more than I ever thought I could.
Thought I should.
Thought I needed to be.

I’m adjusting to the 8-5 life.
It’s almost killed me.
Then got better.
It still has its days.
Like today, when it’s B-E-A-U-tiful outside.
Today is the day I miss my old standard 2-hour Fridays.

Office field trip with Wes to buy fabric last week.
It took almost 2 hours, but it’s going to be a fantastic photoshoot backdrop.
Shoutout to Alisa for her sewing skills.
*fingers crossed*

Had a great lunch with the ladies of LEAP today.
Networking.
It’s all about the networking.

I have old coffee on my desk.
I could really go for a strawberry Julius right now.
I think I’m addicted.
It could be worse.
I don’t know that.
I speculate based on the fact that it has fruit in it.
It’s probably loaded with sugar.
Sweet sugary calories.

Speaking of which, the Pwhip is open.
That’s the Pineapple Whip for all of you who don’t speak Adam.

Free tickets to see the hit Broadway musical The Addams Family at Juanita K. tonight.
SBJ is a sponsor.
#workperk
Attended A Chorus Line at SGT last weekend.
SBJ is a sponsor.
#workperkagain
#lovetheworkperks

Working downtown has it’s perks too.
Love the atmosphere.
Love the food.
And its not so perks.
Hate the parking garage.
Somedays I miss walking across the street to my car.
The third floor is so far away from my desk.
It’s good for me.
Somedays, I don’t care.
Who am I kidding, most days I don’t care.

Next weekend is the #SGF Cardinals home opener.
Adams got us bowl tickets.
Another reason I love him.
My Jersey is pressed and ready to go.
Hello spring.

We’re headed to the Lake of the Ozarks in a couple weeks for the MAMA awards.
They want to give my cutie husband an award?
I’m OK with that.
Hello outlet mall shopping.

Wednesday is our TWO YEAR WEDDING ANNIVERSARY.
Holy life.
Where has the time gone?
Best two years of my life so far.
Hands down.
No questions asked.
Love that man.

Spring time in the Ozarks is the best.
Adam is going to take me flower watching tomorrow.
What is that you ask?
I don’t know.
We just made it up.
I think it’s going to be a lot like autumn leaf looking.
It combines our love of road tripping with being together.
How could it be wrong?

Also headed to Ozpo tomorrow.
Some of you may know it as Showcase Ozark.
Lame.
Nixa has Nixpo.
Ozark should have Ozpo.
Nobody would listen to me.
I will forever call it Ozpo.
Looking forward to seeing some of my old friends.
And, of course, loading up on all the free pens I can carry.

It’s Friday.
It’s spring.
I’m loved.
Happy life.
#happywife

Spring pugs are happy pugs. #pugflower

Spring pugs are happy pugs. #pugflower

 

 

“…hard times have helped me see…” December 12, 2012

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 3:12 pm

Hello.
Yes, I know I have only blogged once in the last 2 months.
Being an editor is hard work.

New job is going well.
The first week here I cried at my desk every day.
EVERY day.
And most days when I went home too.
This week I created a kick ass graphic, got an atta girl and can feel my smile returning.
Seems everyone I talk with these days inquires about my new position—now I can say it’s going good and truly mean it.

I wear slacks everyday.
Or dresses if I wake up in time to wrestle with pantyhose.
I work 8 to 5.
I take a real honest to goodness lunch breaks.
I park in a parking garage.
This job is the doppleganger to my previous.
I’m not sure I like it yet, but I’m not sure I hate it either.
I have TWO four day weekends ahead.
I have holidays off—what is that crazy talk.

My new boss had lunch with my old boss yesterday.
Both sides informed me that they talked about me.
It was weird.

Hello Christmas!
I LOVE decorating our house for the holidays.
It’s so merry and cheerful and I can’t help but smile when I come home.
I’m sending out our Christmas cards today.
Festive stamps are in order.

Through some combination of my shopping habit, Black Friday and a need to be organized, all my Christmas shopping is done.
Not just done, wrapped and under the tree.
It’s a beautiful sight to behold.

The MWM crew is gaining a new member soon.
Congrats to KW5 on the annoucmet of his impending bundle of joy.
It was super hard not to tell anyone, but now that it’s “Facebook official” I’m telling everyone.
Basically just my  mom and I probably could have told her before.
Who is she going to tell really? The cat.
Last to get married, first to get pregnant.
#strongswimmers
The real question is, how far away from Des Moines will the baby be born?

Adam and I printed the SNL’s list of area Christmas light extravaganzas.
We’ve visited three so far this week.
This week brings a mini roadtrip to Rogersville for a inflatables display.
They have—wait for it—more than 300 inflatables!
And you can get out and walk through them, “for the full experience,” the article said.
Lace up your walking shoes and get the iPhone camera ready because—holy snap!

Office Christmas party this Friday.
The first of two.
Bowling, pizza and beer.
Hell to the yes.
Next Friday we’re off an hour early for wine and dirty Santa.
Two parties? Two types of alcohol? Bowling shoes? and Funny gifts?
How could this be bad?
Plus, Adam gets to come!
(I know he’s excited)

Took a momentary break to do final finals on my section.
Mark it 8 dude.
To the press-a-torium.

That means it’s lunch time for all SBJ features editors.
Namely, me.
Yes, I know it is past 2 p.m.
Yes, I am starving.

Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-PUG

Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-PUG

 

COLUMN: Getting to know your face and finding my place November 8, 2012

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 5:29 pm

This is a blog post by definition, but it’s not a blog post.
Don’t get excited.
This is a reposting of my first column for the Springfield Business Journal.

Thanks to Barb for the reminder.

———————

Getting to know your face and finding my place

It’s where I live, it’s where I shop it’s where I play and now, it’s where I work. Hello Springfield business community, it’s nice to finally meet you.

Last week I began my tenure as features editor at the Springfield Business Journal in a whirlwind of new responsibilities, a new mission, new articles and a new schedule.

A reporter at the Christian County Headliner News in Ozark for the past five years, I knew the work it would take to transition into this new position, but I also knew the opportunity it would bring to expand on my favorite part of the job: Meeting new people.

A regular fixture at the Ozark Chamber of Commerce’s weekly ribbon cuttings, I could easily strike up a conversation with any business owner or dignitary in the room. Last week, however, I attended my first event in my new role and found myself at a loss for words—a feat for anyone who knows me. As I looked around the room, the faces were friendly, but unfamiliar.

I want to change that.

Business reporting hinges on hard facts and industry numbers, as it should. But as features editor, I want to know the people behind those numbers and put a face with that corporate logo.

SBJ has a long history of producing award-winning special sections which showcase just that—the people who make the Springfield business community a success. Working on my first special section—Choice Employers—I’ve already met some great people, but I know there are still more to come. The Dynamic Dozen, Men of the Year, Forty Under Forty, the Most Influential Women—the list goes on and I’m looking forward to meeting every nominee this year, either in person or in print.

Through your profiles and my articles I will get to know you and through my interviews and columns, I hope you get to know me. It’s harder for a writer to craft their own story, but through my columns at the Headliner News, people often approached me in the community to ask about my furbabies—my pug Danny, my beagle Annabelle and my cat Chuck; my shopping habit—I’m already counting down to Black Friday; or congratulate me on my nuptials—I’ve been married to my best friend a year and a half now. To me they were strangers on the street, but to them, I had become like a family member they welcomed into their homes each week through newsprint.

The power of print is an awesome thing to behold. It has the power to unite, the power to divide and the ability to revel a truth you didn’t even know you were looking for. A graduate of Missouri State University, I was hooked on journalism from the first class and I’ve never stopped learning.

From crime articles to school board meetings, county fairs, new legislation and house fires, I’ve written it all and everything in between.

In the book of life, it’s not the destination, but the path you take along the way. This position opens a new chapter in the Letterman story and I can’t wait to write it.

 

“…I’m gonna find another you…” October 26, 2012

Filed under: Uncategorized — emletterman @ 10:25 am

This week has been crazy.
Different.
Weird
Some good.
Some bad.

I cried at my desk the first three days.
This is not the writing I’m used to.
I’ll get it, but it’s hard.
I feel like I’m doing everything wrong.
All the time.

Adam has been great.
All week, at every minute.
He really is my rock.

I feel nervous about today.
This huddle business.
My first real interview.
It’s weird because I know what to do and not what to do all at the same time.

I want to leave early today.
I’m tired of being at this desk.
I guess that’s the life of an editor.
I like being out with the people.

I hope I fit in soon.

Business is not news.
It tries to be, but the thrill is not there.

I need to develop sources.

I park in a parking garage now.
It was pouring rain yesterday.
I would have never known if my car hadn’t been by the edge of the garage.
It’s covered from my door to the car.

Working downtown feels so swank.
Except for the hobos.
Jimmy John’s delivers however.

Chuck ran out as I left this morning.
I had to let Annie out to chase her down.
She got me hairy.
Annie jumped on me with mud feet.
Ugh.

This blog feels down.
I feel low.
I’m climbing, but I can’t seem to get any traction.
Yet.

I want this to day to be good.
I am not optimistic.

Really looking forward to this weekend.
I want to savor it.
I want to do nothing and everything.
I want to sleep in.
I don’t want to waste a minute.
We’re carving pumpkins.

Annie’s not doing so good with my new schedule.
I’m gone most of the day.
Four hours of lack-luster playtime at night aren’t enough.
She’s going to get a complex.
And be sad beagle.

We got our Hopper.
Thank goodness.
With this new schedule I don’t have time to set things.
On the flip side however, I don’t have time to watch them either.

Thursday is my new Monday.

I count in words, not characters.
I’ve never met someone who counts in characters.
Inches and words.

I edit A LOT of stuff.

Plus side is cute clothes.
I’m going to run out of options.
Trying not to think about that.
Today I wanted to wear jeans.

I have snow leopard now.
I downloaded Chrome.

It’s a whole new world.

Missed both my gym appointments yesterday.
No more appointments on Thursdays.
I haven’t been to the gym all week.
I’m so tired after work.
I need to schedule some time.

My whole life feels so different.
Everything I knew to be true is off.
Not wrong, just different.
Even my AP style knowledge.

Many of my CC friends wished me luck Monday.
It made me cry and miss them.

Puggy knows what I’m talking about.