Adult Games

I headed downtown for some live music with friends.  We ended our night at Jillian’s to hear Blaine’s ladyfriend sing with her band.  They are called Good Karma and were really good.  Check them out if they hit your local bar sometime.  We played a ton of games, but I will report that I was victorious at Daytona 500 and air hockey.  Pop a shot and skeeball, not so much.  We ended our evening at the GeneMachine.  Then, of course, to make it a competition out of it, we had to survey the bar to see who’s kid was cuter.  Sara thinks she one.  I think I won.  You can decide but I’m not telling you who is who. 


After all of our games, we each got new boat cups for the summer.  And here’s some video too.  It’s hard to drive and film at the same time.  Women drivers I swear…



Me and Portable Electronics Do Not Mix

Well it only took me 6 months to break my cell phone.  Lord, I swear I don’t do this on purpose.  About a month ago, something funky was going on with the Send key.  Send was almost like a back button but then sometimes would call the person that was next in my contact list and not the real person I meant to call.  Then I’d txt and if I tried to go backward, it would put a string of a’s in words.  I figured out how to live with it because I didn’t want to spend any money on a new phone BECAUSE…. I just had to shell out $200+ to replace my Mino.  Yes my beloved Mino.  That got accidentally dropped in a toliet 2 months ago.  Long story, don’t ask.  Since I upgraded to the HD version, it costed a few more bucks than I was expecting.  Gotta have the best!

Last night before bed, I plugged my phone in to charge only to wake up this morning to 1 bar.  WTF?  Tried my 2nd charger.  Same thing.  It wouldn’t take a charge.  Crap.  I prepared myself to have to shell out $50-$200 to fix it.  Figuring they would see the large crack in the front screen and not want to do anything under warranty.  I took it to Verizon and they replaced it for free!  AWESOME!  Since the crack had nothing to do with the charger slot being loose, it took all of 5 minutes and I was out the door.  Let’s see if I can get this one to last 1 year.

If I am ever out with you and you see me put my Mino or my phone in my back pockets, smack me in the face and set me straight.  Thank you.

Lake Living

Memorial Day weekend = Open the lake place!  My parents have usually gotten most of the menial tasks out of the way by the time I arrive to the lake, but this year it was my turn to get dirty and help out.  Usually my brother and I would help with the boat, the jet skis… you know, the fun stuff!  This year, I arrived early Saturday to even help get the water turned on.  That task seemed to take a few hours, but I learned how to soder pipes with water in them!  It’s always a learning experience when working with my father.  It’s amazing what a piece of bread will do!

After we got the water issue settled, we vaccummed, cleaned floors, cleaned fridgerators… we did it all.  But Mom and I did manage to get some water and sun time in between.  Sunday, we got the ladders on, pier posts in, lauched the SS Carole Jean and took her on her maiden voyage, got the Fuller Formula running and in the water… it was a full day.  But again, Mom and I found time for water and sun.  Today, we got up at the crack of dawn to beat all of Elkhart to the flea market capital of the north.  AKA Shipshewana.  It’s fun, but every 10th booth is the same.  If you need a trunk full of tube socks, embroidered bluebird sweatshirts, novelity t-s that read “I’m a multi tasker, I can talk and piss you off at the same time”, head up HWY5 and follow the horse and buggies.  We did pick up a few items but headed back to the house so we could all get on the road and home in decent time. 

Here’s some pics of the place.  The first is the front of the house, next is the view from the yard, the next is the view from the pier.  My little oasis in the midwest!





I had the lucky pleasure of happening upon a ticket to the Elton John, Billy Joel concert last night.  Since the event was downtown and I work downtown, I did my best attempt at the “city life” that I could.  I found out that my building has showers, so I packed a bag to accommodate my schedule from after work to after party. 

I went to work for my routine 8 hour day, then changed to take a quick run on the canal so I could get my workout in.  The canal was full of runners so it was nice change of scenery from the cars I’m usually staring at on 86th street.  After the run, I ventured into my building’s basement to find the locker room.  It was straight out of a scary movie.  There were a few after-hours workers milling around downstairs, so I thought it best to shower in sports bra and boy shorts in case I needed to make a clean getaway.  Luckily one was not needed.  I prettied myself up and met some friends for drinks before the big show.


Elton and Billy played a few sets together in the beginning to get the crowd going.  Elton’s on the left, Billy on the right.  Then they each took their separate turns.  I was a bit disappointed from Elton’s set.  I’d seen him before and it felt like he played a lot of looooong sloooooow songs that I wasn’t too familiar with.  Oh well, bring out Billy that’s why I came anyway!  Billy was great!  I even got to hear my favorite songs of his… We Didn’t Start the Fire. (Which I used to know every word to that song.  I was a bit off this time.)  The boys did a few more sets together… they did the fake we-are-done routine then came out for a few more.  The acoustics in Conseco suck, but it was still a great time!  I was chatting it up with the couple next me most of the evening and Chris goes “How funny is it that we sit next to people you know!”  I said… nope, don’t know them, just made some new friends tonight!


After the show, Chris was going to drive me back to my car since I walked from work.  Problem was, we couldn’t get into his work garage because his badge was in his truck.  I spied a narrow opening between the garage and a fence.  With a shimmy and a deep breath, I was through.  Here’s Chris at the entry point.


Thanks for thinking of me Chris!  Hope to return the favor someday!  I had a blast!! 

Here’s some video of the event.  I tried to do the pointy thing, but it’s hard in the dark in the nose bleed seats.  there’s a big section on the We Didn’t Start the Fire song, but I tried to give this clip a little of some big songs.

Kids After My Own Heart

Anyone that knows me, knows I’ve never been one to declare at the top of my lungs that I want children.  Just never felt like it was in my genes.  I did have one, yes one, occasion last year that made the littlest tiniest part of my heart say hmm.  Not hmmmm.  Just hmm.  I was running the Jingle Bell run and this little boy was with his Dad on the sidelines and saw his Mom finishing the race and it was like he saw Santa Claus.  The kid got so damn excited and happy, even I will admit, it was cute.  

I read and watched something today that made my hmm go to hmmmmmmm.  My beautiful nieces competed in their first race together.  I present to you, Sydney and Reagan.  It took Brandon and I 30 years to do our first race together, so seems like they are on a good track to kicking our asses!!  Girls, I’m so proud of you!  And Brandon, I am so proud of you!  Way to support your girls in finishing the race.  Sorry Dad, but I have video footage and volume of you turning the camera sideways because I was so slow you couldn’t stand it.  Oh, and there was that time we didn’t speak for 2 weeks because you thought my ankle injury was in my head.  Oh well, I was never meant to be an Olympic runner anyway.

Impromptu Pool Party

Some friends wanted to sit outside and enjoy the sun during lunch yesterday.  Amanda said Abeulos, I heard Margaritas… count me in.  We grabbed a table outside on the patio and unforunately had to witness the death of a poor little birdie.  Then a stupid lady kicked it with her Sunday church shoes about 5 times until it rolled into the mulch.  Grab a leaf and do the right thing woman!  R.I.P. Little buddy.

We got done eating and weren’t done with the sun yet so we wanted to continue the party but our community pool wasn’t open.  Creativity set in… with a baby pool, some deep breaths and a hose, our Sunday Funday was complete!



Ft. Wayne Invades

My Mom and I attend the Broadripple Art Fair each year.  We decided to spice things up this year and invited some of her friends from Ft. Wayne to join us.  She’s involved with all kinds of clubs and activities (sound familiar??) so she was able to round up 4 of her friends from Rotary and the Art League to join her.  I’ve met a few of these women before when I’ve traveled home to help my Mom with her fundraising events, so it was nice to get to see them outside of the those and just hang out.  They even came up with some additional places here they wanted to visit so it was going to be a full day.  They arrived at my condo where I had a breakfast casserole, all kinds of fruit, and most importantly, Mimosas!  We ate and chatted for a bit, then piled into 2 cars and headed to the fair. 

Everyone traded cell phone numbers to make sure we didn’t lose anyone in the group, and headed out to find our artist treasures.  The weather wasn’t the greatest, so we hit the Student artist sale first.  You can find really nice pieces for very cheap here since these artists are just starting out.  The group, in total, got quite a few things throughout the day and met back at the cars to hit our next spot, a boutique and a bistro.   Earlier in the day, I overheard Sandy say the Bistro was right next to the boutique.  I knew the boutique was on Illinois.  My google search had shown the Canal Bistro off Guilford and that’s where our reservations were.  I figured we might as well hit the boutique and we’ll see if there is a bistro nearby.  If not, we’ll use Plan B with the reservations.  Good news bad news.  The OH YUMM bistro was next door, but not open.  So we spent some time shopping then everyone was definitely ready for some food!  Canal Bistro has a Mediterrian flare to the menu so I was a bit worried, but these women loved every bit of it.  Here’s our crew. 


I’m so happy my Mom has the women to run around with up north, when she’s not running around down here with me!  Thank you Ruth, Betty, Sandy and Rodey for a great day!  I hope I have the same gusto for life like you all do at your age!  Mom, thanks for sharing me with your friends!  I might be calling in your group’s brain power on my next fundraiser!  Might as well use these smart women’s brains as a resource!

My Top 10 List

A friend recently challenged me to come up with the top 10 “Things I want in my life” list. Of course my first attempt at this is completely comical, but I am also a thought-provoking-individual, so I’ll do my best to integrate the 2.  Drum roll please… Here is the top 10 list of things I want in my life. I want…

10.  A tiny real elephant that fits in my pocket

Every elephant I see is named Peanut and I have a tiny plastic one protecting the entrance to my home.  Not joking.  Check my door frame next time you are over.  I think it stems from the only book I remember reading as a child, The Saggy Baggy Elephant.  Poor little Sooki didn’t fit in the jungle and it took him some time to find other elephants like him and become a confident elephant in his own skin.  I want one to keep in my pocket everyday to pull out, feed him a peanut, hear him roar, and make me smile like a little kid.  The only elephants that creep me out are in Dumbo, yes Dumbo.  Remember Dumbo getting drunk and seeing pink dancing elephants… I can’t watch that to this day.

9.  A unicorn

Simple explanation.  Do they exist or not?  If I had one, the mystery would be solved.

8.  People to come to my funeral

I don’t have a clue or belief as to what the after-life is like, but man would it suck if you can look down, or up, from wherever you are and no one’s at your funeral.  Guess you didn’t make a grand impression on anyone during your lifetime.

7.  A money tree

As I kid I wanted to swim through money like Scrooge McDuck.  These days, I don’t crave ungodly amounts of wealth.  I am a productive person and like to earn a living, but it’d be nice to be able to have a little extra anytime you needed it.

6.  5% body fat and perky 36Cs forever

Some days you just don’t feel like working out, so it’d be nice to know you didn’t have to.

5.  The ability to fly

Not in a plane, but like Superman.  I have dreams where I fly and it’s so damn fun I want to do it for real when I wake up.  Good thing I don’t sleep walk or I might jump out a window one day and not realize it.  If that happens, please refer back to #8.

4.  The Amazing Race experience

I love this show.  Love it Love it Love it.  Getting to realize what I love so much about it, has been a journey.  I used to think I was just about the travel or the cool stuff they did.  It’s not.  I figured out it’s about the challenge of being presented with something that you otherwise wouldn’t attempt yourself.  Challenging yourself to push beyond what you think you are capable of.  I use my monthly community events as a band-aid to the way this show makes me feel.  If anyone out there wants to audition… I’m all aboard!

3.  A blooper reel of all the stupid stuff I’ve done or seen in my life

This would include events like

  • Marching around my neighborhood as a kid in a trash bag holding an American flag.
  • Hiding under my bed because I broke my record player needle AGAIN and thinking my parents would eventually stop looking for me.
  • While running, I fell on 86th street during 5 o’clock traffic but tried not to scrape myself up and ended up in a push up position in the grass.
  • The time I fell in a bush and Kristin had to help me out.
  • The time my mother peed on a closed toliet lid while we were planning her father’s funeral and she was yelling at me for paper towels.
  • Putting up 2 fists to a lady at the Buffett concert because she knocked my pineapple and shark hat off my head.  Like it was in the way or something.  It was only 14 inches tall.
  • Walking home from the bars in college with a 4 foot orange cone on my head while my friend had a domed trash can lid on his and was shouting Space Ball quotes.
  • Bruising my ribs by going so fast up a wave at the Lake and thinking my life was over because I was going to hit a big orange buoy.

2.  To be able to give the gift of self-awareness

If I could only figure out how to physically wrap this up and put a bow on it… self-awareness.  My life was enriched about 2 years ago when I found out I had a blood clot.  I thought I was in control of my life and was doing all the things I needed to do and be, but ended up figuring out, I didn’t have a clue to who I really was as a person and what kinds of things motivate me to always be the best person that I can be for myself, my partner, my family and my friends.  I don’t think I can wrap up a blood clot and give it to someone.

1.  To never lose the ability to try to find happiness at every corner

I like being happy.  Of course you are saying “Who doesn’t?!”.  But it takes a whole lotta gusto to really seek true and utter happiness in your life.  I know it can’t happen all the time, that’s just not realistic.  But I think everyone is in control of their own happiness.  Simple example, I don’t watch the news anymore.  It’s filled with violence and crime and does nothing to add any value to my day.  I think that once a person finds out what happiness means to them, a gigantic light bulb goes on and the heavy weight we’ve been carrying with us for years, all the time we spend worrying and complaining about things, start to consume less of who you are.  At least they do for me.

There you have it.  The top 10 things I want in my life.  If you are up for it, challenge yourself with this exercise.  Be creative.  I could easily of rattled off a 6-carat diamond ring or $8.9 million dollar house in Hawaii.  But thinking deeper into the reason why something popped in your head to be on this list, what really makes you smile…  If I had a tiny elephant, I wouldn’t trade him for a lifetime supply of Jack!  (Can we make the list 11 things?  I forgot one…).

Andretti Green Race Day

My company is a big sponsor at Andretti Green race team.  Because of that, their 2 drivers, Marco Andretti and Tony Kanan, are required to make an appearance at our office.  Their pictures and cars have been in our lobby for quite awhile, so it was time to see them in person. 

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The event was held in our auditorium.  Marco and Tony were stationed in 2 directors chairs with our company banner behind them.  We all shuffled in line to a table that had posters they would sign for you.  You could even bring in your own stuff… and some people brought in a lot!  I don’t have any race gear like this so I grabbed my free posters and waited my turn.  I couldn’t come up with anything clever to say, so I thanked them for taking time to come down and meet with us.  I was going to ask Marco if he was of legal drinking age because he didn’t look a day over 17…. but I didn’t.  I felt kind of silly anyway because there was this “assembly line” feel to everything, so it wasn’t a real personal experience.  Wonder if they enjoyed it or not?  Guess I did it just to say I’ve met them.  A photographer was there to take pictures too. It will be interofficed to me, so depending on how well it turned out, you might get to see it.

If anyone is dying to have a Marco Andretti and Tony Kanan autograph, let me know.  I’m willing to part with them for someone else’s enjoyment.