The heat and the pug.

Wilson and I have not had an adventurous week. We’ve been relaxing in the AC because neither of us like this Icky, sticky, Cincinnati heat.

Mom, I wanna go outside and frolic in the tiny grass patch that I love!!!

Oh, it’s hot again? That stinks.

Please turn the air conditioning on outside so I can walk to my grassy patch. Come on, I look cute don’t I?

This is my mad face. Please take me to the pool if I can’t go to my grassy patch.

I need a nap. Please stop talking to me now.

Before you go, let me show you my new trick. I’m going to be a gymnast. I need a spandex outfit… Make sure it’s manly.

I want to be in the olympics. I want to swim in the roof-top pool. I want my grassy patch.


Wilson and the Carrot

I am not sure how I got he idea that Wilson liked carrots. Maybe it was the fact that he nommed them with no effort when I offered them when he was just a little guy or maybe it was because experienced pug owners said they were good for his teeth. Who knows!

Wilson asked me to relay the message that he only wants carrots when he wants them and he will tell me when that is. His story is below…

Yesssssss! I scored a treat! It must be because mom thinks I’m sexy and the best pug ever! Let’s nom!!!!

Mom, we have an issue. What the hell is this?

What’s that? You said I like this crap? We’ll see about that. Maybe if I make my sad face when I sniff it she will cave and give me steak.

I don’t want this.

There’s no steak in the house? Shit.

I just gonna nap. I don’t want you carrot but I won’t let you out of my sight.

Oh well, hello Phish tour.

We’re off to Detroit to begin our summer tour. I have a nervous feeling in my belly that is all too typical before a show – it’s a good thing.

I’m going to attempt to take some photos and blog about the next few shows. The blogs will not be music reviews for I am too much of a custy n00b to even go there. However, the lot and the crowd are sometimes just as entertaining and I am a professional people watcher. Hopefully I can get some sweet pics of wookies without getting punched in the eye.

Hoss-Daddy is ready for Phish tour.

The car is packed, the beer has been purchased and we have tickets in hand. Only one thing will be missing this weekend…. the Duke of Lizards himself.


Oh and Happy Birthday Mr. Mike Gordan!

Tuesday or Monday?

I woke up with the Monday blues but in fact it’s Tuesday… Can I have one more day off to recovery from a good weekend? In fact due to my AmeriCorps assignment change, I have been off since Thursday! Poor me, right?

So I embark on another new journey today. This one, not so much by choice but by necessity. Every new experience is a good experience so I am excited to try something new.

In better news, Friday starts our summer tour. I am hopeful that this wordpress App works well and that feel encouraged to blog more.


Look at those sexy men. How could you resist spending a few weekends of your summer with them?

Have a great Tuesday (that feels like Monday)!

Sunshine day dream.

I’m a new iPhone user and I love it.  I am struggling with adapting to a new calendar but other than that, it is a whole bunch of fun.  I have been perusing new applications and downloaded some things that will make my life easier as well as add some fun.  So on that note, I downloaded My Fit Pal to help me keep my food choices in check.  I am willing to give it a try but to tell you the truth, I HATE calorie counting.  I do…  I do… I do… but I need to get my self in check, like yesterday.

A year or so ago, I worked with a fabulous health counselor Bmoore Healthy (check out her awesome blog!)  and learned a lot about myself, my food habits and how to deal with emotional/stress eating.  I continue to live by what I learned from her and the program but just like the times before, when I get off track, I tend to stay off track.    The best thing that I learned from the program was to listen to my body.  I have been trying to listen to her more and more lately and you know what I hear her saying, “You’re filling yourself with crap.  Stop it.  You don’t feel good.” 

And, I don’t feel good.  Fortunately, I workout 4 or so days a week so I am not gaining weight but I still feel like crap and I am surely not  losing weight.  I don’t expect My Fit Pal to be the saving grace to my health but it is a really convenient way to track my food, at least until I get back into the rhythm of making positive changes in my life. It will be good to  see where I am struggling and be conscious of my habits but I often find that when I count calories, I get obsessed!   Let’s be honest, Kale should be a “free” food, much like strawberries… I did not get fat eatting strawberries!   I don’t want to be obsessed… so, this time, I refuse to get obsessed.   I am going to make good choices, eat lots of veggies and quit feeling guilty when I indulge in something worth the calories!

Today, THE SUN IS OUT!  This is quite a new feeling here in Cincinnati.  And it will be short-lived….

So what am I going to do to celebrate, you ask?  I am going to head home early from work, take my pug for a walk and cross the river into Kentucky to celebrate Cinco de Mayo.   It’s always a good thing to celebrate a sunny day with friends!

And I promise to track my margaritas and tacos!

Celebratory Death.

I woke up this morning with feelings of contention. Late last night, while Chris and I were knee-deep in a movie about the afterlife, I found out that Osama bin Laden had been killed. Our trusty news source? None other than the message boards here .  We each looked at a few news sites on our phones (no offense to Phatasy Tour and its posters for the lack of trust), realized it was indeed true and went back to watching our movie.

Am I anti-American because I didn’t have a strong response to this news?  Maybe it was the incessant exhaustion from the weekend or my inability to process historical events until after they happen, but I didn’t think too much about it before drifting off into  a solid REM sleep. 

This morning, as I woke up 10 minutes late (as always), missed the morning news and turned on my XM radio, I was unintentionally able to avoid the issue.  Then, I turned on my computer and bam . . . bin Laden’s mug everywhere. 

Osama bin Laden was an ugly man, no doubt full of hatred and evil.  His actions caused destruction in a country that managed to keep fighting off of its land for many many years.  I remember 911 in full detail and I remember the ramifications that it had on my everyday life, even though I knew no one who suffered tragedy.  I vividly remember my choice to stay home and close to my parents instead of driving 4 hours for a Recipe concert at Penn State; I remember feelings beyond that of being scared. 

What I don’t remember is feeling like more people needed to die.  I don’t remember being excited about entering a war and I don’t remember immediate feelings of revenge.  The celebrations surrounding the death of bin Laden are foreign to me.  Does this mean immediate peace and removal of our troops from harm?  Does this mean that his supporters will fall apart?  Does this mean that we can forget the reasons that we entered into wars that had nothing to do with 911?  Did we “win”?

This certainly must bring a level of closure to those who lost loved ones in 911 or to those who experienced the terror first hard.  I still pray for the victims of that unforgiving day.  I am proud to be an American and even more thankful to be able to post my views in a public forum without fear.  I guess I just find it hard to celebrate death.

5 years ago I lived a few stories above the streets in the video below and I can’t deny the overwhelming feel of unity that is portrayed.   Think about what might be possible if the strength of patriotism upheld the ideals of peace?

I confess, I’m a nerd.

What I didn’t put in my “about me” page: I am a total Harry Potter nerd.

This is it people, the end of an era!