The first time I ever went to the airport was when Jason and I first started dating. We went to pick up his grandmother and her husband, Ivo, who were visiting for Christmas. This was long before TSA, so a boarding pass wasn’t required to go through security. We got to the airport early so we could watch the planes take off and land while sharing a soft pretzel and a coke.
I’m on vacation and I’m still doing laundry. The best thing about staying with family, other than they’re pretty damn great, is the washer and dryer. I can wash our clothes so when we get home we just have to unpack and put things away—no ungodly piles of laundry to deal with!
Fall break means a week in Ft. Lauderdale with Aunt Theresa and Uncle Kenny. It also means Two for Twosday lobsters at Kelly’s Landing where the special is two 1 lb lobsters for $25. So last night we made our annual pilgrimage to the Boston of Ft. Lauderdale and indulged in lobster, baked beans, corn on the cob, cole slaw, baked potatoes and bread pudding. If your mouth isn’t watering just thinking about this meal, what’s wrong with you?
Just like everyone, I go through highs and lows. Sometimes life is smooth and steady—you have a perfect balance of challenge and comfort, you’re relationships are solid and your mental and physical health is in a groove. Other times, everything is a wreck—you’re stressed, exhausted, unhealthy, unbalanced and struggling to get back on track.
When I turned 40 I created a list of 40 things I knew for certain. I’ve added one to the list every year. So in honor of the most generic birthday one can celebrate, I present to you 43 Things I Know.
I was about 9 when my parents bought me an old upright piano and agreed to weekly lessons. Up to that point, most things I tried came pretty easy to me. I excelled at reading, buzzing through Dick and Jane books with ease and by that age I was able to follow a recipe well enough to bake brownies from scratch. I’m sure I assumed piano would be similar especially since my first grade teacher, Mrs. Cabrera, was also my piano teacher.
I’d like to pretend I’m a lioness (strong leader), a cheetah (fast), a horse (graceful beauty) or a shark (total badass) but in all reality, I’m that dopey golden retriever. No orca, giraffe or wolf for me—I’m an ordinary canine.
If you live in the Cincinnati area and haven’t heard about BLINK, you must be living under a rock. BLINK is a light, art and projection mapping festival spanning 30 city blocks from Findlay Market and crossing the Roebling Suspension Bridge into Covington. There are food trucks, live music, performance artists, murals, beer booths and lots of people. Actually, there are 1.5 million people projected to attend over the four day festival.
Not gonna lie, Blogtober (31 posts in the 31 days of October) is kicking my ass. I’m working on two big work projects and I just realized it’s 11:38pm. I’m just now starting my daily post, so this is going to a short and sweet plea for your help.
One of my favorite birthday presents of all time was the Hot Wheels City i received from my Aunt Peggy for my 7th birthday. Second only to Fisher Price Little People, Hot Wheels and Matchbox cars were some of my favorite toys. Still are to this day.
I’m a Libra which according to every astrologist I’ve encountered means I should be concerned with balance. Good thing I don’t believe in woo-woo stuff like astrology or else I’d be worried that there is something wrong with me. Hell, there’s a lot wrong with me, but maybe it has very little to do with the scales.
Just like every other 9-year-old in the world, I hated going to sleep. My brother, Jeremy, is 6 years older so he was allowed to stay up much later than me. When 8:45 rolled around and it was time to put down my book or walk away from the TV to brush my teeth and get ready for bed, I’d trot out my acting skills in an attempt to convince my mother that I was wide awake and should be able to stay up. This never worked.
