It's probably poor form to post about something so trivial when I should be posting about Amber's bridal shower/bachelorette extravaganza, or how great it was to see Jaime this week, or Izzy's third birthday (you all forgot and she absolutely noticed), but I've watched these clips twice today to cope with the ridiculousness that comes from dealing with families professionally, so I thought I'd share, just in case you're in need of a pick-me-up, too.





Apparently these videos received tons of comments on YouTube and then Old Spice responded. If you have time (make time), you have to watch them . Best 30 minutes of my day so far. And definitely helped counteract the 30 minutes I spent consoling Izzy because you all forgot her birthday.

My favorite response (wildly handsome face-parts...classic!):

Now, is it five o'clock, yet (or, in the world of underemployed non-profit attorneys, like myself, four-thirty)?

moto

So, we didn’t go to Nova Scotia. But what we did do was just as cool. In a convoluted, ridiculous way, Kasey credits me with bringing back his sense of taste after he lost it as a result of an injury. So when he came in town, he took me to moto, a fancy molecular gastronomy restaurant near my apartment. We had the Grand Tasting Menu which included twenty ridiculous courses.

MARGARITA ceviche
C02 grapefruit
BUBBLE tea
40MHZ pheasant
CLAM bake
YELLOW snow
NUAC man
BASEBALL snacks
CUBAN cigar
FOREST roll
DELI-STYLE pasta
SHABU shabuccino
DUCK & mole
CREPES that are cheese
WILD strawberry
CURRY lime
BANANA split
ACME bombs
CHOCOLATE, truffles
SODA float

And had I known what I was in for, I wouldn’t have eaten a giant burger at Flub-A-Dub-Chub just hours before. But I hung in there and even managed to drink most of the twenty glasses of wine that were paired with the meal (much to my body’s dismay the next day). My favorite course was the clam bake (where the waiter picked up the candle that had been on our table all night and poured it over my plate, because it turns out it was butter all along!), and my least favorite course was the forest roll, which had rabbit in it (RIP Jasmine). We were there for a whopping 5.5 hours and I enjoyed every second.

The next day we returned to my trashier roots and went to Navy Pier to get temporary tattoos and eat elephant ears. Fun in a much different way. THANK YOU, KASEY!

Things that are making me happy this week:

Catalog Living: a funny new website whose tagline is “A look into the exciting lives of the people who live in your catalogs.” Awesome.


My indoor-outdoor kitty: we used to just have an indoor kitty. Lately, we’ve been letting the indoor kitty sit on the balcony, which has transformed her into an indoor-outdoor kitty! She has to wear her harness (see High-rise syndrome to find out why) and we tie her to the BBQ grill. While she looks pretty pathetic, it’s also totally adorable.


My new bike: Last night, four of us rode, bike-gang style, around the city. We stopped at a bar and I had a delicious caipirinha. When I got back on my bike to ride home, I immediately crashed into a trash can. I am not holding this against my new bike. I am, however, holding this against my caipirinha. Which is a shame, since they’re so darn delicious.

Also, this weekend, my friend Kasey is in town. You never know what’s going to happen when you hang out with Kasey. To quote a friends ep, "You go out for a couple of beers and you end up on a fishing boat to Nova Scotia!" I'm looking forward to seeing Nova Scotia this weekend.

Happy Father's Day!

Happy Father's Day, dad!

Thank you for:
*not killing me every time I wrecked a car;
*teaching me to have a sense of humor about life;
*inspiring me to become a public interest attorney;
*always stressing the importance of integrity;
*being the driving force behind my jewelry collection;
*putting up with those damn rabbits I kept in the garage;
*trying so hard to teach me to drive a stick shift (FAIL); and most importantly,
*being a constant source of love and support.

P.S. I think you're wearing your Jimmy Carter sweater in the first pic. That makes it 25+ years old. It's time for that thing to go.

SB2K10

This year’s spring break started with two and a half days in San Francisco. It was lovely, but cold. I’d never been to California and I pictured it hot and sunny, with an In-and-Out Burger on every corner. Turns out, in some parts of Cali, it’s colder than Chicago and you have to work really hard to find an In-and-Out Burger. But we did. And it was delicious.

We spent another two and a half days in Napa for Steve and Katrina’s wedding, and it was perfect. I’m talking Martha Stewart perfect. Platinum Weddings perfect. Movie scene perfect. You get the point. Unfortunately, my camera died before the wedding, so I have very few pictures to share, unless you’re interested in the classic “getting ready in the hotel” series, or the “sitting in the back of the rental car” shots. Damn me.

And now another weekend has come and I’m looking forward to riding my awesome, brand-spanking new bike, hanging out with Matt’s parents, who will be here tomorrow afternoon, and taking the day off of work on Monday just because I can!

And now, a commercial break.

This made me laugh no less than four times today. Enjoy.

I didn’t grow up on a lake. The closest thing we had to a lake was the Hoover Dam (not the Hoover Dam damming the Colorado River, but rather the smaller, lesser known Hoover Dam damming the Big Walnut Creek).

In Michigan it seems like everyone grows up on a lake. They do water sports and they know how to drive boats and they don’t care about the yucky muck in the water. This is all foreign to me.

I hadn’t planned to leave town for Memorial Day weekend. But Friday came and it had been a pretty crummy week and I needed to get away. So we headed to Fenton, MI to do lake things.

We drank lots of beer and ate lots of food and spent a lot of time floating (which, it turns out, I am very good at doing). And all that eating and drinking and floating has made this week just a little bit easier.