Well, I have been a bit of an absentee blogger and for once, I'm not remotely sorry or regretful. I have been to Vermont, upstate New York, experienced an earthquake, celebrated the return of New Jersey Smith, and am in the middle of a hurricane. That is quite enough for one week.
Mary's Modern Mishaps follows the joys and adventures, as well as the trials and tribulations of being a 20-something, female living historian trying to simultaneously live in two centuries.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Facial Hair of the Civil War
I came across this link on a friend's Facebook page yesterday and I just had to share.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Working through the Muddle
I should start by saying I have absolutely no time to be blogging right now, but I'm going to anyway. I will be heading off to Collingwood Flea Market in a few minutes to go exploring with Phil and Duke. It promises to be an interesting experience. As you have probably picked up from my post earlier this week, I do not like to wait. I'm also not very good at it. While I am trying to refrain from going absolutely insane hoping my dream job will call and/or waiting for a few more days to pass before I can call them, I've been trying to bury myself in projects and other activities. Hence, this next week is going to absolute mayhem...and why I'm going out with Phil and Duke shopping. I'm clearly desperate. While I love both those boys, they aren't exactly who comes to mind as antiquing buddies.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
I Made My First Pick Today!!!!
It was so amazing. The only downfall was, I don't actually plan on flipping it. I went to Point Pleasant with Faith today and had a fantastic time. First of all, I have to give a shout out to The Beanery, where we went for lunch/breakfast.I love, love, love this place. First time I went I had the bowl of seasonal fresh fruit...if I lived closer and had disposable income, man would i be skinny, cause I'd eat that every day. I love nothing more than fresh fruit, I could dedicate a blog to it.
Monday, August 8, 2011
A History of Waiting
Did you know the average American will spend six months of his or her life waiting for a red light to turn green? Or, that the average person spends something like five years waiting in line? We live in a fast-paced time. We have cellphones that can do more in five minutes than any form of technology could do one hundred years ago. Yet, find me one person who can wait patiently. Even the best of us are familiar with the ache of wanting something right this very second.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Most Recent Gettysburg Trip Photo Blog
I have been on a roll lately and do not want to lose steam while blogging. Sometimes I get so caught up in my blog, I will get totally sidetracked on the computer and that's the end of progress for the day for me. Since I had such a long entry yesterday, I'm going to to my photo blog for my most recent trip to Gettysburg first, rather than at the end of my writing about it. I have more than made up for my dry-spell in July...already my stats are picking up much faster than July's did. I'm really looking forward to blogging this month!
Faith's First Gettysburg Trip Photo Blog: July 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Mary's Top Ten Favorite Things to do in Gettysburg
This is a special blog that goes out to the "P. Family." They are taking a family vacation to Gettysburg later this month and have asked my (oh, I'll say it) expert opinion. I'm going so far as to say expert opinion as I have been visiting Gettysburg for the past ten years. I attended Gettysburg College my freshman year in 2006 and spent the time I really should have been studying exploring all sorts of nooks and crannies of the town. Since the boyfriend (who doesn't like to be called Teddy and won't just pick another alias because he like to be difficult) and I started dating, we've gone to the 'burg, as locals, college alums, and reenactors call it, at least twice a year.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
I Have Caught A Bug...
Not, fortunately, of the sickness variation (at least, not physical health sickness). I am addicted to antique stores and flea markets. Oh, it's terrible. I've already admitted to my obsession with American Pickers, so it should come as no surprise that now that I have participated in a flea market here, I have pretty much gone off the deep end.
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