Confessions--Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy!

In case you haven't noticed, there is a significant lack of man-talk on this blog.  I don't like to write about my personal life and to be honest, there's usually not much to write about.  However, today I decided to make my confessions dating related because sometimes I wonder if people think I'm running off to join a convent.

- I'm on Tinder. (Kate and Kerry made me join). 
- I find this embarrassing.
- I'm one of the lucky women who finds dating hilarious and fun.
- I used to write a dating blog. I stopped right before I went out with a magician purely for a story.
- I expect a man to pay for a first date.  It's a complete double standard but I'm not perfect.
- I'm a horrible person for the two previous statements.
- I'm a genius for the previous statement.
- I follow local celebrities on Twitter.  Yes, Hottie McNewsanchor I'm talking about you.
- I'm too superstitious to write about a man on my blog if they're currently in my life. 
- I find older men sexy.  Mark Harmon, mmmm.
- I have now ruined my chances that Mark Harmon's marriage will end and we will ride horses on the beach happily into the sunset because I just blogged about him.

Today I'm linking up with Kathy from Vodka and Soda for #humpdayconfessions


One Year Stronger

A year ago today marks the horrors of the Boston Marathon Bombings.  The day that Boston, the country, and runners around the world came together in the wake of two bombings on Boylston Street.  Today was a sad and somber day in Boston but also a day of strength and remembrance and coming together.  It was a day to remember those who lost their lives or are scarred, both inside and out.  Today we paid tribute to the fallen, the survivors, and the helpers.  We prayed for continued strength, and today, we are stronger than ever.


Sip Happens

Watch what happens when you stop being polite and start drinking wine...

A few weeks ago I attended Kate's (Another Clean Slate) Sip Happens party!  While I had been battling eboda, or you know, the flu, during the week and felt like death warmed over, there was nothing that was going to keep me from missing her party...aside from being contagious, which I no longer was.  

So I showered for the first time in days, put on something that felt like pajamas but resembled real clothes (knit jeggings for the win) and picked up a bottle with a fun label and name for the party. Thanks, Gnarly Head Wines!  I met up with Kate, Jodi and Allena and got to meet Kerry for the first time!

Kate's apartment was adorably decorated for the party with appetizers on sticks and a charcuterie platter that I bulldozed through.  Naturally I forgot to take any pictures of said adorableness but here's at least a lineup of the wines we brought.

After eating my weight in cheese and crackers and this awesome chicken orzo dish that Kate made (she subbed chicken for the shrimp in the recipe) I perked up a bit.  I even managed to swap my can of seltzer for half a glass of wine.  Then we got silly.  There was some Tindering on the phone then a series of selfies trying to get Kate to put on a seductive face followed by a solid 30 minutes of belly busting laughter and snorts--I laugh like a pig and I'm damn proud of it.

Sip Happens was a great party, even though I didn't really drink any wine.  I got to share in fun and laugher with great friends and make new ones.  Best of all, we came up with the awesome idea to do this again, with different kinds of alcohol.  So, this Friday I'm hosting a beer tasting party at my house, with these ladies, and other friends.  Thanks for a great party, Kate!


I'm Not a Marathon Runner

Woohoo, it's Spring! Which can only mean one thing in Boston--people are running!  Marathon aside, this city has more freaking runners than I've ever seen.  However, considering it's two weeks before the Boston Marathon, there are even more runners, or people being inspired to run, all over the city.  Present company included.  Yesterday, I got my butt off the couch and decided to lace up my dusty sneakers and put one foot in front of the other.

It also hit a balmy 50 degrees so I broke out the one t-shirt that Lululemon makes that doesn't show off any boob and headed out to pound the pavement.  However, since 50 degrees isn't t-shirt weather and I'm as stubborn as a mule who didn't want to go back inside and change, I was freezing...but took a selfie anyway to prove that I went running, damnit!

Look at me, so happy and freezing...rocking a camo hat like a badass in my snooty neighborhood!  But I ran, see?  Proof!

This resulted in my first run of the season feeling like death.  Cold, slow, feeling like I was going to pass out yet being lapped by everyone else out there tapering for the marathon.  I felt my lungs start to burn halfway through my 1 mile run.  With every step my legs scorned me, "fat ass...screw you...stop eating...gonna die...so tired...please walk...no really...just walk".  I tasted blood from my hemorrhaging lungs and ran the fastest 12 minute mile I've ever run.  

It's probably a good thing I'm not dramatic because then you wouldn't believe that I spent the next hour coughing like I'm some anti-vaxing douche with pertussis.  Strangely enough these were the same symptoms that plagued me when I sprinted 5 blocks two weeks ago and has led me to believe that Dr. Google is always right and that I either have exercised-induced asthma, cancer, or a fat ass.

So...happy Spring!  Happy running season! Happy almost Marathon weekend! If you're looking for me, I'll be in the yoga studio stretching the shin splints I undoubtedly gave myself.


How to Sound Like a Sports Fan (when you have no idea what you're talking about)

This weekend Wisconsin, my alma mater, played in the Final Four.  Woohoo! I spent 4 years in Wisconsin during my undergrad and am a self proclaimed Badger fan.  I bleed Badger red (because it greatly differs from the blood colored red that everyone else bleeds) and know all of the songs, but there's one thing I don't know...anything about the sports teams.

Sad, right?

During my time at Wisconsin I went to almost every home football game, approximately zero hockey and basketball games, and one public cow milking that probably can't even be considered a sport.  Although I consider myself a fan, I'm really just more of a trash talker and have no idea what I'm saying.  It's embarrassing to realize that your team is in the Final Four and you have absolutely no idea how to not sound like an idiot when someone asks, "How 'bout them Badgers?"

Being a strong proponent of the "fake it till you make it" doctrine, I've compiled some appropriate responses so you look like a real fan instead of someone like me.

I plan on using a combination of the following sayings when the game is undoubtedly discussed tomorrow.

It started off as a great game and we were kicking ass!

They put up a good offense/defense/picket fence

That turnover had me going

We had it there for a while

I was so excited until the end...

But we gave it a good fight!

Have I convinced you yet?


Boston Beer Tour

This weekend I went on an unofficial Boston Beer Tour.  By unofficial, I mean, it was not affiliated with any touring company, however, it was totally official to me.  It also hit about 75% of the stops on actual beer tours.  If I had a creepy white van I could totally have a second job driving people around to the top beer spots because I'm no doubt a lot funnier than whomever is currently running the tours *. 
* I have no idea if this is true, but let's be hones, it probably is

I did what most people do at 8:30 on a Saturday morning and set my alarm to wake my ass up so that I could get a fresh start with my friends.  We were intent on getting to the Sam Adams Brewery in Jamaica Plain early.  I heard that the brewery tickets are limited (I read it on the internet so it must be true).  They're free and unless you get there before 11 for tickets, you have a snowball's chance in hell of getting a tour and free beer samples.   

Naturally, I woke up before my alarm and screwed around on the internet tweeting Sam Adams and doing other important things and found myself running late.  Whoever didn't diagnose me with exercise-induced asthma should have their medical license taken away because I literally tasted blood from running...and my legs hurt.  In fact, I think it might just be an allergic reaction to exercise.

When we finally arrived at the Sam Adams Brewery we got tickets for the 10:45am tour because another member of the group was running late.  None of us had eaten so we took the suggestion of a strapping young chap at the brewery and headed to Ula Cafe across the street, housed in an old brewery building (according to the two brewery signs on it)

Feeling slightly overdressed after having showered earlier in the morning, we joined the neighborhood hippies for some amazing biscuit egg sandwiches while we waited for the rest of the group to arrive.  

After stuffing ourselves we moved on to the Sam Adams Brewery where I made the strapping young chap who gave us the breakfast recommendation take pictures of me and my friends on the beer barrels.  For the sake of not destroying the reputations of friends, I'm posting a shot of just me, convincing people that I'm flexible in jeans on a beer barrel.

The tour was great and our guide Andy was super knowledgable.  We learned about IBU, or International Bitterness Units, of beer and the 4 steps of tasting: Color, Clarity, Smell, and Taste.  We tried 4 different beers and then bought some more in the gift shop to lug around.

After the tour we hopped on the complimentary party trolley to Doyle's, a Jamaica Plain drinking establishment since 1882.  Our trolley driver has been driving for over 7 years, every Saturday, and gave us quite a trip.  We took our brewery tour tickets and cashed them in for take home pint glasses.  My friends and I drank the Marathon 26.2 limited edition brew that's brewed in honor of the Boston Marathon and rumored to have electrolytes in it.

After Doyle's, we headed to Back Bay, my neighborhood, so that I could drop off the growler of beer that I bought for super cheap at the brewery.  From there I took the group to Parish Cafe, my local watering hole and where I completed my Mug Club.  Parish has awesome limited edition drafts and a huge bottle selection.

After Parish we continued on the beer tour of Boston by stopping at Boston Beer Works. Admittedly not the best brewery by any stretch of the imagination, it was a good stop.  I liked being able to order a sampler of beers.  The Blue Thunder was by far the most interesting and probably the most tasty after the Imperial Stout.

Unfortunately there wasn't enough time for Harpoon and since I've been there several times, we ended the day there.  I left about 8:30 which made this a 12 hour Boston Beer Tour!


march obsessions

It's officially Spring and almost the end of March already--woohoo!  Bring on the warm weather!  In celebration of the melting of treacherous black ice that has caused me to fall on my ass on more than one occasion this winter, I've complied a list of the things that have been getting me through these past few weeks.  As you can probably tell, this winter has been rough for me.  It's the little things in life that keep me sane, and happy, but mostly sane.

My secret to be happy are looking good and feeling good, as illustrated by the fancypants picture below.

march obsessions

Awesome Blazer:  I attended a blogger shopping event at the Loft in February with Elissa from Style Wire and Georgina from Notes on Lifestyle by Georgina where I picked up this adorable blazer.  It's a dark heather grey with a black and white striped liner.  It's cotton and so comfy, which is important for someone like me who spends her downtime wrapped in a Snuggie.  A blazer like this is the perfect way to look adorable but feel like you're in pajamas and is my total cheat to looking put together.

Chiffon Blouse: I love blouses that can go from day to night, are long enough to wear with leggings, but sexy enough to wear on a date.  Enter this perfect chiffon blouse that I picked up from H&M last week.  I got it in white because rose isn't a good color on me.  I've already worn it twice in the past week.

Body Butter: The end of winter did horrible things to my skin so I switched from my regular moisturizer to this almond body butter from The Body Shop.  Even though the winter is over, I'm still slathering this yummy stuff on from head to toe--ok not toes, as I quickly learned that walking on wood floor with body buttered feet is a dangerous idea!

Sparkling Water: Ever since the Blog and Tweet Boston Steakapalooza at DelFrisco's where we were offered either still or sparkling water, I've been on a sparkling water kick.  I forgot how much I love fizzy water and I've been stocking up my fridge anytime I'm out with a friend who has a car.  It's just too much work to carry bottles of water 6 blocks home from Trader Joe's.

Athleta Yoga Pants: In case you haven't noticed from my recent posts, I've become quite the yogi.  I joined a new yoga studio and have been going to classes between 3 and 5 times a week.  Accordingly, I've been outfitting myself with yoga clothes.  After a brief love affair with the Lululemon Wunderunder crops, I found the Althleta Chaturunga capris that I like even better (gasp!) and they come in fun colors!  I picked up these blue bad boys several weeks ago and their Catalina green cousin last weekend.

Do you have any March Obsessions that have been getting you through the last few weeks of winter?