Peppermint oil is my jam.

After having major surgery a mole removed this week, I decided that I needed a reward. Ok, so maybe my definition of major surgery is different from yours. But when a doctor puts a scalpel to your face and you handle it like a big girl, you deserve a treat.  Really, just  knowing that you will have a bandage on your FACE for a few weeks means you deserve a treat. So, Emily and I found ourselves at Aveda were we experienced....

#12 of 20:  A Massage.

That's right. I have never had a massage. I mean, I have had the friend rub your shoulders massage or the lady at the nail salon rubbing your feet massage. But, never have I had the whole lay on a table, breathe in the aromatic aromas, hour long, tour of bliss massage. Heaven, people. Absolute heaven. This may become a habit.

(Sorry Eva, I went with out you- but I will go again! Promise.)

I had nothing* to do with the making of this video.

How not to intercede from fbctlh on Vimeo.

*I may have had a little to do with it.

Something about a Rogue Sociologist

Every year August kicks me in the tail. Like some crazy whirlwind and I am left not knowing who I am or where I am. This year was no exception. Yet in the midst of the chaos, I received some fun news. Brace yourself for this people, it legitimizes me in my profession and, more importantly, it made the list.

#11 of 20: Got published.

Bam! Just like that, I am an author.  My high school English teacher is beyond proud. (I know this for a fact. She commented on my facebook status about it.)

Now before you start asking when the book signing at Borders will be, I must stop you. I wrote a lovely little book review of, well, a book that appeared in a professional journal. So, if you want to see my glorified book report on Gang Leader for a Day, grab your nearest copy of The Journal of College Orientation and Transition. And if you are looking for an interesting read, go grab yourself a copy of Sudhir Venkatesh's little treatise on gang life.