Friday, October 31, 2014

Friday Thoughts

Guys... it's super easy not to blog. I broke the habit with my impromptu fall break, and now I need to get back into it!
Not a photo from yesterday, just a good memory. The Christmas light aren't out quite yet. :)
Yesterday was this sexy guy's birthday. We caught a matinee, had an amazing dinner at Bourbon Steak, and ended the night with cheesecake in bed. No complaints.

Have you seen this video on street harassment? It reminded me of this time a guy on my bus started chatting me up, got off at my stop, walked half a mile down the street with me, and I finally turned into the wrong complex just so that he wouldn't find out where I really lived. And just the other day, some guys yelled at me from their car when Layne and I were on a run. I can't tell you what they said because they were speaking Spanish, but unfortunately for them Layne is fluent in Spanish and yelled back at them because he said it was so vulgar. He was really mad. Have you ever felt harassed on the street? What can be done about this issue?

We don't have big Halloween plans this year - I think just a scary movie marathon (Vogue has a great list). What are you going to do today? I always feel compelled to candy binge on Halloween. #NoRegrets

Have a great weekend!

Doc & Marty McFly
Luigi, Collette & Remy the Rat

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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Pet Peeves { #Blogtober14 }

I have to admit, I used to have a lot more pet peeves. Then I got married. And you just can't have 1,000 tiny things that bother you when you live with someone that you simultaneously love and hate more than anyone else. I quickly had to get over socks left on the floor and dirty dishes sitting directly beside the sink and Layne also has this propensity for littering and... I digress. The point is, I had to relax and get over it or choose to be perpetually crazy.

That does not mean that I don't still have a few pet peeves that can drive me bonkers and instantly infuriate me.

Playing with your gum
Gum is meant for chewing, thanks. That is all. I hate when people play with it, blow bubbles, snap it, or - gross - pull it with their fingers. I had an ex-boyfriend who played with his gum all the time, and I think this pet peeve was born directly of that relationship.

Coughing into your hand
Ok - I know we were all taught to cover our mouths when you cough or sneeze and I do appreciate the effort. But get with the program people. You cough into your hand, the germs go directly into your hand, and then you spread those germs everywhere you touch. For the love of all that is holy, please cough into your elbow. Your elbow is not opening doors and pushing buttons or touching anything at all.

Blowing your straw wrapper
I admit, this is one that I have yet to overcome in my marriage. Layne is like a seven-year-old and loves to blow his straw wrapper into my face. And every time that little piece of paper hits me, my blood boils instantly. I don't get a little upset. Instead I begin to yell immediately and crumple up the straw wrapper in my fist and - honestly, I don't think anything makes me as furious as that moment.

What drives you crazy?

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Dream Vacation {Blogtober14}

Before I launch into today's Blogtober post, I need to apologize for my disappearance!  I was in between jobs for a few weeks ( finally started the new one on Thursday!) and without my usual schedule, I pretty much let things fall apart. But, no, for real it felt really nice to just downshift and turn off everything and reeeeeeeelaaaaaax. I haven't been able to unplug to that extent and for so long since... probably, 15 years old? Before I got my first job? It felt incredible to have no schedule and no responsibilities whatsoever, and I took full advantage of it.

I had planned on participating in #Blogtober14, and realized I have yet to post a single time in October (oops). I will share my journeys into temporary unemployment shortly, but for now let's just get into the main event.

I don't think I could ever travel enough! It felt impossible to settle on just one dream vacation, so I didn't.

A. Beach Vacation
Laying on the beach, skin being warmed by the sun. Tropical (virgin) cocktail in one hand, and a good book in the other. Quiet and simple, but somewhere that is still fun and we could go exploring. If we're talking dream, I'm saying private beach, maybe an all-inclusive resort with a spa.

B. European Vacation
No holds barred. I would looooove to take about two months, maybe three, and just see (and eat) everything. Stay in a city for a few days, a week, and then move onto the next one. We would go all over Italy, France, Greece, the U.K., Ireland, Spain, spend a little time in Germany, Belgium, Austria, and maybe a day or two in a few other cities, you know, just sprinkled in there. I am quickly seeing that this would definitely be a three month trip, and I am perfectly ok with that.

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