Carretta's in Chicago

A New Home (the news I've been alluding to)

2009-07-13T20:58:00.005-05:00

I'm not much for beating around the bush, so I'm just going to come out with my news...

This will be the final post on Carretta's in Chicago! *sighs, smiles, feels a nervous flutter in tummy* I've loved sharing with all of you here over the past 2+ years, and I sincerely hope you'll visit me at my new online home. Often. Also? Tell your friends.

Without further delay...I give you my new online digs... BOPRIL - please go check it out. I'll see you there.

XOXO

Why Does this Site Look Weird?

2009-07-11T10:55:00.003-05:00

Please forgive any technical issues with the site - working on some behind the scenes stuff to update (and much improve) this space, and will be back with more specifics very soon.

Come back ya'll!! Thanks.

Love is a Picture

2009-06-25T15:38:00.004-05:00

I am unfailingly amazed at the power of photographs to instantly transport me to a specific place and time. One glance and I'm back in that moment, remembering clearly the sounds, sights and smells. If it is someone else's shot, I'm there too - seeing in my mind my own version of what they saw through the viewfinder.

I think it is one of the reasons I am so in love with this particular medium, its unique ability to capture moments in time: places, memories, life.

While doing some photo clean-up and organization, I came across a series of images I took back in February on our trip to LA. Instantly, I'm back there, and I see the gorgeous homes that line the boardwalk, the seagulls flying in their flocks, hear the crash of the waves against the smell of salt in the air...home, sweet seaside home.

Happy Love Thursday; here's to your own methods for capturing and savoring life's sweetest moments.

For Father's Day

2009-06-20T15:55:00.005-05:00

I was probably the furthest thing from any plan he had for his life; in those days his interests were tennis and skiing, poker and golf. He worked hard and he played hard, and I think a family of his own was probably entirely foreign to him. It's interesting how life works out sometimes, because I am not sure there is another person in all the world who understands me quite like he does. This is because, planned or not, we are cut from precisely the same cloth.

He came from the humblest of beginnings, was the first in his family to complete college, leave the circle, explore a bigger, different dream. Work has defined his entire life, from a young age to this very day; I know for sure that I've never seen a work ethic rival his. I would like to think I have inherited at least a small portion of it to call my own.

Emotion is hard for him, expression of it even harder. I understand this because it is my reality too. And yet, my heart is the deepest, most complicated vessel and I do love completely, fiercely and without fail. The same is true of him. I've always been a Daddy's girl, and even when we didn't see eye to eye, I've never doubted his faith in me, his pride or his love. It is such an honor to be able to recognize that for the special gift it is, to understand my blessings, know my heritage.

I close my eyes and I can see us back then: a blonde little girl and her hero, running after tennis balls, splashing in the ocean waves, ordering my favorite strawberry dessert at Famous Recipie, and riding first in "Big Red," and then in "Old Blue." And I remember kissing him goodbye each night before bed when he faced the night shift so I'd never have to.

When I was a girl scout, he would take my cookie list to work with him and I'd always claim the prize for selling the most.

When I was in high school, there was a time when we lost our way, couldn't see eye to eye. I know now how fiercely he loved me and that there was no line he wouldn't have crossed if he believed it was in my best interest. Even when the days were dark, I knew deep down that we'd find our way back; there was no other option. The connection has always been that deep and that lasting.

In college, he wrote me what would be the first of many cards; I have treasured it for years and it still sits, smeared and worn in a special memory box. I turn to it when I need encouragement, when I forget that I'm exactly who I am supposed to be. He was there for advice, he never allowed me to stop at rest areas when I'd come home to visit, and he drove a U-haul more than seven hours each way to move me in and out of dorm rooms and apartments, (almost) without complaint. :)

After college, he reluctantly supported my decision to move West and paid my rent until I secured a full time job. In a crisis, a medical emergency or the regular drama with "Connie the Contour," he was always my first call. Thousands of miles separated us in those days, but I never felt it because he was as close as I needed him to be.

On January 20, 2007 he walked me down a lengthy aisle and he gave me away. But not really; he told me that he agreed only to share me, that he would never, ever let me go. And at the reception, I danced with him to It's a Wonderful World. And it was. He gave me the wedding of my dreams, a fairy tale that came true because he'd have it no other way.

For 30 years, his cool, collected demeanor has calmed me; his advice and vision for me have kept me grounded, and his unconditional love and unwavering pride have given me the strength to take chances, dream big and reach beyond my comfort zone.

When I walk in a room, his eyes still light up and I know without fail that life is infinitely sweeter when you are lucky enough to be a Daddy's girl.

Happy Father's Day Dad. You're the real deal and I adore you.

I never met Hubby's Dad, but I do feel like I know him. I see him every day in the face and the memories and emotions of my husband. I am grateful for the family man he was, and for the example he set for his sons. I know he watches over each of them, his treasured family, and that he's proud of the men and women they've become. I honor him today, on Father's Day, because my life wouldn't be nearly as blessed if not for his influence on his youngest son.

Happy Father's Day Mr. Carretta; I wish I'd had the honor of knowing you.

Blame it on the Rain (Yeah, Yeah)

2009-06-19T12:16:00.004-05:00

I have lots of words, thoughts, stories, emotions, issues (heh) swirling around in the mind these days - like an always busy little hurricane behind my eyelids. All whirling at warp speed, but for whatever reason, nothing rising to the top in a way that I'm able to share here, with you. So for now, I'm content to be a little quieter, just for awhile. So I can listen and think and form thoughts that will eventually find their way to words.

Not sure what to think of this state of suspension - writers block? Some form of transition in my sub-conscious? Or, maybe less dramatic and philosophical...perhaps just the constant expanse of grey, rainy, dreary blah that seems endless these days? Or the middle of the night wakefulness due to a very anxiety ridden pup frightened to his core by thunder?

It's funny (ironic?) really: writing has been occupying a lot of space in my thoughts lately. Feeling a need to do more of it, exercise the muscle, find new forms of and outlets for expression.

So stay tuned, there's more to come. And in the interim? I'll leave you with fur baby Friday pics to kick off your weekend with epic cuteness.

Staring through the planks, hoping to get to the other side:

You Say OCD, I Say Organized and "Homey"

2009-06-14T19:51:00.005-05:00

I can remember organizing things as a kid: I'd alphabetize my CD collection, line up my dolls perfectly, categorize my make-up drawer, jewelry cases, on and on. I was color coordinated, but never "matchy." I was pulled together and "on top of it," but definitely not OCD (shut up).

My need for organization and structure has colored literally every stage of my life and I love nothing more than giving in to its hefty pull, getting lost in the next project that helps scratch the itch. This weekend, we practiced a little worship in the house of IKEA and Momma got a brand new shelving unit. And prints for the wall. And a groovy floor lamp. And several other odds and ends. Total bliss I tell you. I'm geeking out on the complete transformation we created just by reorganizing. I have quite the home improvement list going on in my head, and I think I might make it a semi-regular feature here. Because internet, if you have ideas to contribute, rave reviews, or just need to tell me Martha would never approve, I want to hear it.

New organizational tools for the mail. Who's laughing now junk mail bastards??

My obsession with white ceramic ANYTHING continues...

New shelves...from the side and then full frontal. I LOVE.

Unrelated: I want to congratulate my good friends Adam and Becky on their engagement. It seems impossible that the boy I used to push in a stroller, torture with repeated games of "house," the boy that terrorized me with a very realistic looking rubber snake, the boy that is very much like another brother to me, could be getting married. But he is, and I'm thrilled (even if I'm feeling slightly old). I'm thinking of them tonight, and wishing them every joy as they begin this awesome journey together.

Outtakes from a Long Overdue and Much Enjoyed Vacation

2009-06-11T20:28:00.004-05:00

The power of soft sand, the clear sea, mind-blowing sunsets and the company of good friends really cannot be over-estimated. They are the perfect cocktail to recharge your jets, re balance your energy, reset your sense of inner peace.
There are way more varieties of rum than I knew existed - and when mixed, they are tasty, but lethal. New favorites include the "no problem mon," and the "Booloo."
I am more in love than ever with my camera and capturing images, moments, memories and experiences.
Island life is 24/7 relaxation. It begins with a fabulous breakfast buffet, towel service and all day drink service poolside and lasts into the evening with scrumptious meals and more top-notch service. Yeah mon.
The people of Jamaica are warm and friendly and really transcend the reputation that proceeds them (except for that taxi drivers that offer various methods to "party").
High atop a mountain overlooking the Caribbean, there sits a spectacular house, golf course and restaurant...all haunted and all aptly named The White Witch (I fell in love as evidenced by the 3485732 photos I took up there).
A late afternoon thunderstorm that rolls in within minutes and is done within an hour is really awesome to watch. And also? A welcome relief from the intense heat of the island sun.
While I missed them tremendously, it turns out I can survive a week without the fur babies. And they can too - I dare say they even thrived on their weeklong stay at Nana's.
If you indulge in a few too many glasses of Pinot Grigio and go sailing/snorkeling the next day, be very careful not to swallow salt water. The combination is not pretty. Enough said.
My college friends rock. So do a few new friends I met on this trip. We all meshed instantly and were transported back in time as though years hadn't passed since our last adventure. There's nothing better and I loved every minute.
The Miami airport has been dubbed my own personal hell. This happens when you're stranded there for a combined 18 hours in one trip. Would it be too much to ask for one sit down restaurant where the menu doesn't consist entirely of pizza, fries and any variety of deep fried meat?
I'm back to reality (a cold and rainy reality), but can escape any time to the calm, relaxing island inspired paradise in my mind (or in my Flickr photostream, whichever).

Follow this path to bliss...
Hubby and I at sunset at The White Witch
Please take me back. Now. Thankyouverymuch.

Fur Baby Adventure

2009-05-30T22:34:00.004-05:00

I'm super excited for our vacation. Truly, I am. I just finished packing and we're all set to head to the airport at an ungodly hour.

But right now, tonight, do you know what I am doing?

I am missing this...

and also? this...

Huge shout out of thanks to my Mom and brother for the 8 hour round trip they made today to snatch these little guys up and keep them safe until Hubs and I return from our vacay. I miss them like crazy, but am so relieved to know they are getting lots of love while we're away.

And now...let the vacation begin!

Good Stuff

2009-05-27T18:49:00.004-05:00

Resorting to my trusted fall-back method of relaying news that is a) unrelated, b) random, and c) guaranteed to be way more exciting to me (I'm easy to please) than you. Yep, that's right Internet. Here are a few bullets of what's making my "good stuff" list these days:

After the constant complaining, the utter failure to understand people's obsession, the vow to never stoop so low, I've crossed over to the dark side. And embraced reality television. In all its tacky, non-celebrity and often non-talent way. Specifically, I could waste the rest of time (all of it - right through eternity) watching Donna Martin live her "real life" courtesy of Tori & Dean: Home Sweet Hollywood. And also? Southern Belles: Louisville is just a delicious little treat. Good stuff, I tell you. What's your (reality) poison?
I am on the brink of an actual vacation. To a place that is neither home to family members or the next work inspired location. An honestly unplugged week away from the office, and email and voice mail. To an island. To Jamaica! To watch my dear friend get married, but also, to romp on the beach with my own hubs and vow that we won't go 2.5 years before our next official vacation. That's right - we haven't done a true vacation since our honeymoon. Pathetic, we know. Save your scolding for later. I can't hear it while daydreaming about my island adventures. Yeah mon!
The next iteration of this blogging thing is enticingly close...are you curious? I hope so...can't wait to be all "official" in the bloggy world.
In my constant drive to technology inspired bliss, the latest toy to which I am completely addicted is our new flip cam. He's a tiny little guy, completely portable and so easy to just pop into the computer to upload videos. Voila! And because I'm generous and always thinking of you, I will be posting videos soon and often. As a matter of fact, I would post one right now were my computer, wireless connection and fate in general not conspiring to make me LOSE MY MIND.

With that, I'll leave you and head off to my island adventure - back soon with more adventures, ranting and cursing (just kidding) (kind of).

Memorial Fun

2009-05-25T20:33:00.005-05:00

Clear skies greeted us on our first official trip of the season to Lake Gage - and told us that summer is finally here. As I type this, it is cold and rainy back in Chicago, but I am choosing to ignore that and focus instead on the great weekend just behind us.

We relaxed and read, ran the lake's perimeter, grilled yummy meals and ate them outside, caught up with family and broke in the jet ski for yet another year of summer fun.

Looking back on our terrific weekend and precious time with family, I sit here thinking of the families who are sad today. Those who are missing special people, mourning what could have been. I hope that memories will bring them comfort today. I hope the same for you.

And also? Two little guys tested their swimming chops. We thought it would be best to just show you.

Now Accepting Congratulations

2009-05-20T21:45:00.004-05:00

A couple of completely unrelated observations/updates for your reading pleasure:

1. I am now in my 2nd week of a...wait for it...consistent workout routine. I am spinning 3 mornings a week at 6am and then running on weekends. Sure, when the alarm goes off, it feels like my own personal sign that the world is ending, but once I drag myself there, it is downright enjoyable. And my day feels much better all around after such a productive start. I might eventually add in strength training the other 2 mornings of the week. Because I am crazy. And a glutton for punishment. And sick and tired of my ass's adventures into the bigger and flabbier.

2. I planted something. And it grew. This from the girl who has killed bamboo. Honest to God. Most witnesses including the friend who gave me the bamboo as a gift did not believe me. "You cannot kill bamboo," they said. "It is virtually impossible." Well, then I'm a magician because that effin stalk turned brown and fell out of the pot.

But apparently, I've redeemed myself, because I got the brilliant idea to plant herbs - and they are growing. Come back in a day or 2 and I'll show you the flowers I planted last weekend. I'd show you now, but I want to make sure they make it at least a week before I begin citing them as proof points that I'm THAT MUCH CLOSER to Martha status.

Come to Mama

2009-05-15T14:12:00.004-05:00

I am fairly certain this nifty bike needs to find it's way to my house - and fast. Do you know what would fit so perfectly in that adorable basket/bucket contraption? Can you guess? That's right...

Two adorable fur babies - and it is deep enough that it might cure Jack's bike phobia - I'm already taking leisurely rides to gorgeous destinations in my head. It's fun people, it really is.

All You'll Ever Need to Know About Me

2009-05-14T14:39:00.004-05:00

I am nothing if not a contradiction in terms. I despise email forwards. Truly, I do. And because karma is one nasty broad, I have many family members who adore email forwards. Internet, do you know what else they adore? Sending those loathsome forwards to me. You know the ones I mean: don't talk on your cell phone at the gas station or your car will blow up, the 90 million ways you can and will be kidnapped when returning to your car from a shopping mall, a lengthy prayer with some dire threat if you don't send the email to at least 20 people in 20 minutes, etc. I've learned to cope: I immediately delete, curse once under my breath (ok, maybe twice) and go on about my day.

But because I am complicated, there are exceptions to this rule. Namely, those crazy forwards where you fill in a bunch of useless information about your life (the latest one has been 16 things). You know the ones - you delete the previous person's answers, fill in your own and then terrorize your friends and family by forwarding it to them. It makes no sense, but I can't get enough of those - I will seriously pause in the middle of a very busy workday to complete one. I tell myself it is a nice break for my mind.

Knowing this, it is absolutely no surprise that when I stumbled upon yet another quiz on a friend's blog, I could not resist clicking on it. I might need medication.

This quiz in particular has me flummoxed (funny word, right?). This is supposed to give me insight into my personality, but is it a bad sign that a) you don't really understand your "type," and b) it seems to read like the definition of an oxymoron?

You decide. And from now on, please refer to me by my rightful title. The Tree Hugging Extroverted Self-Improver. The end.

Oh, and one more thing...happy Love Thursday, each and every one of you.

I took the 43 Things Personality Quiz and found out I'm a

Tree Hugging Extroverted Self-Improver

Working (It) Out

2009-05-12T19:06:00.004-05:00

Why is it that I cannot seem to break out of my fitness funk? I know I am not alone in the pursuit of a thinner, healthier outlook, but I just can't seem to nail a plan and take charge of this particular part of my destiny.

There are excuses aplenty! Oh boy, am I the queen of excuses! My schedule is nuts, work has taken over my life, I'm tired, my head hurts, my gym bag is too heavy, aliens abducted my running shoes, I really just want to eat the entire bag of pirate's booty with no regard for what it will do to my own booty. Those excuses aside, the truth is that, deep down, I just don't want to sink any further into the rut of being so displeased with the image that stares back at me from every mirror I encounter.

I am wiped when I come home from work, but also dead on my feet in the mornings. I know all about the vicious cycle - working out will help to restore my energy, but in order to reap that benefit, I need to move my a#!. I think I am going to attempt to a morning commitment to change things up a little. Feel better about facing my days, start the day in the office a little later (which trust me, is going to require alot of adjustment - I'm nothing if not a creature of habit), really try to fight my way to a better me.

And eventually (hopefully soonish)? I'm going to be able to face that mirror without wondering who the hell that girl is staring back at me.

Keep your fingers crossed, will you? And do me a favor...if you hear anything that remotely resembles an excuse from me, tell me exactly where I can shove it. M'kay?

Spring is the Perfect Time for a Play Date

2009-05-10T19:04:00.005-05:00

We officially welcomed spring this weekend in the Windy City. It was a bit chilly, but gorgeous and we spent as much time as possible outdoors.

We also did a play date with a friend's sweet little yorkie "Dude." The boys had a great time frolicking with their new friend and it made me want another pup STAT. He's four months old and about four pounds of sweet fluff.

Flowers are in full bloom everywhere you focus the eyes and I was snap happy with my camera all weekend long.

Friday night featured an amazing sunset and time on the roof deck with wine and on Sunday (Mother's Day), I woke up, told my Mom I love her and then spent every minute with my 3 favorite guys.

The week is turning out to be much easier to face after a top notch weekend. Hope you all had one of your own.

What? Big kids can totally enjoy play dates too!

Completely obsessed w/ these guys - they are covering downtown Chicago right now!

This lovely sunset greeted me on Friday evening and I kicked off the weekend with a glass of wine as I watched it unfold

Jack, Cooper and their new buddy "Dude" frolicked at the park all afternoon

Bokeh Baby!!!

2009-05-10T18:53:00.003-05:00

After much self instruction, reading and practice....a glimmer of hope. Not perfect...by no means mastered, but the beginning of beautiful, magical bokeh!!

The Wine is Already Open

2009-05-08T19:00:00.003-05:00

It's the weekend, and I have no concrete plans other than working out, accomplishing errands, and enjoying time away from work.

Did you hear that sound? It was my sigh of contentment, the cork of the wine bottle, the bark of a fur baby who knows he's going to the park really soon.

Happy weekend, happy fur baby Friday!

With MOMS Like These...

2009-05-08T18:19:00.005-05:00

She was so young when I entered her life - barely more than a baby herself (by today's standards anyway). You'd never know it though - she has devoted every minute, every thought, every heartbeat to us since the day we first drew breath.

When I was a kid, she'd sit with me until my homework was just right, talk to me until every problem ceased existence, gave me every opportunity even though she didn't have many herself in those days. My Halloween costumes were the most creative, my outfits for the plays and school themes the most thought out and envied, my school lunches so perfect with a handwritten note on my napkin.

When I was in middle school she went the extra mile to ensure our move didn't disrupt my advancement into womanhood, made sure I knew that popular didn't elude me, that I could and would belong anywhere I chose. She convinced a neighbor to drive miles through a blizzard that paralyzed our state for weeks so we could get to the post office where I would find out if I'd made cheerleader.

In high school, she traveled to every away game, no matter the distance and often alone (and was front and center for home games too). She wore a button with my picture with 10 times the pride of the star quarterback's Mom. She befriended my friends, advised every decision, oversaw every milestone, comforted every sorrow and fulfilled every need. She was front and center at every performance, every award ceremony and she was genuinely happy about this, bursting with pride. Never bored, never pulled in a million directions, always focused on me. Looking back from this side of adulthood, I have no clue how she did that. None whatsoever.

When I applied to colleges, she championed one road trip after another and walked tirelessly through campuses helping me to imagine my life there, determine if it was the right fit. When it was time to start a new life, she helped me pack all I would need (and then some) and drove the distance with me. Helped hang every picture in my dorm room, arranged every book, spared no detail. And when it was time for her to leave, and I stumbled with tear-filled eyes, unsure of the future, she was steadfast. She hugged me and it was an embrace I'll remember always and she whispered "fly high my beauty, you were born for this and the world has seen nothing of what you can do."

She filled my mailbox with cards and letters and my dorm room with flowers and care packages every single year. She visited and she called and she listened and she supported. As each year ended, she was there to help me move on to the next adventure. When I spent a summer surrounded by snakes and nature and stumbled yet again, not sure of my decision, she gave me her ear, her encouragement, and if I truly needed it, an exit strategy.

When college was done, she was again there to celebrate the milestone - there were thousands in the crowd on that graduation day, but I sensed her presence even before I saw her - beaming that smile I've known my entire life, shouting my name louder than any other.

And when I decided to move West, so far from all that I knew and all that I'd been, she supported me. I know now how hard that must have been for her. But she never wavered, not once. She helped me pack the car and she got into the passenger seat and she chronicled every minute of the cross country adventure in a journal that she later gave me as a gift.

The phone calls continued (daily) and the advice never stopped flowing freely. I've recently entered my 3rd decade and she was there to usher it in, and she is there to listen to every problem, still tries to fix all that breaks.

I can glimpse motherhood myself these days, and when I do, I see her there. Supportive as ever, excited always, welcoming a new generation.

I know now what I could not have known then. That her entire adult life has been a sacrifice for me (and my brother). That she has given her all so that we would never know loneliness, never lack encouragement, grow up sure of ourselves and our purpose. I am so happy in my life today and I know that so much of that is due to her. I stand on the shoulders of my own personal giant. And I can see as far and as wide as her love has carried me (and carries me still).

Happy Mother's Day Mom... my mentor, my teacher, my light, my friend.

And because I'm the luckiest gal around, I'll shift focus to my other favorite woman on this very special day. She has welcomed me and loved me and laughed with me for years and I look forward to many more to come. And also? She brought Hubby into this world and let's just face it...he's one fine man (in every sense of the word). For that? I'll be eternally and enthusiastically grateful.

Happy Mother's Day Maureen - you're the world's greatest prize in the Mother-in-law (MIL) lottery.

I am so very techy!

2009-05-07T20:52:00.001-05:00

This is a test. I am going to be very pleased with myself if it shows up as an actual post.

Love,
Me

Roots are Good. So Are Traditions.

2009-05-07T19:47:00.004-05:00

When my brother and I were little, my parents took us to Keeneland where we enjoyed the eye candy and even got to choose horse names that my parents would place $2 bets on for us. I remember those trips so fondly...but for me, it was always about the horses. Not the races, not the betting, but the beautiful, majestic, amazing horses.

I'd rush out to the winner's circle after every race to catch a glimpse of the beauties up close and personal. I'd reach out as far as possible in hopes of touching their silky coats. I was content just to gaze at them and loved nothing more than the sight of them in full stride - truly in their glory.

Even now, all these years later, I feel the same. It is all about the horses. These days, I have a lot of dissonance about the ethics behind the industry, the exploitation, use of drugs in the sport, etc. But in spite of all that grown up stuff, when I go back to Keeneland or Churchill Downs, I am that kid again - just thrilled to be in the presence of some of the world's most stunning animals.

And happy to be with my family during a time honored tradition of both my heritage and my own immediate family. Even though I'm somewhat distant from my Southern roots these days, it always feels right to step back into them from time to time. To remember where I came from. And be grateful for my history and the continued traditions of family.

Happy Love Thursday. I hope your families and your traditions are steadfast and strong.

Horses and Hats Make Me Happy

2009-05-04T18:35:00.004-05:00

I'm just back from this year's Derby extravaganza and it was another one for the books. We lucked out on weather and escaped a monsoon by the skin of our teeth and enjoyed yet another terrific day of horsemanship, hat stalking, family bonding and mint juleps.

The race was insane - chalk up another one for the under dog (horse?)! I enjoyed every minute of catching up with family and reconnecting with my southern belle roots. The eye candy was plentiful as always and I'll post more documentation as soon as technical difficulties stop derailing my Flickr uploads!

New life goal? One of 2 options...own my own beautiful Kentucky horse farm and spend my days among my many equine friends OR interview immediately for the position of Chief Party Officer, Churchill Downs. That is an actual job - I saw him myself - on the jumbotron screen. I can't decide which to commit to.

It was Like Time Stood Still

2009-05-03T20:41:00.003-05:00

Sorry for the length between posts of late ya'll. Many factors have contributed, but by far the biggest is my evil, demented, bastard of a wireless router. Yep, technical problems still abound over here. One of these years I'll be able to figure it out. You'll know when that year arrives because I'll have lots of photos with my posts once again. And also? My Flickr page will be updated more than once a decade because I'll be able to upload photos without becoming old and gray in the process.

In any case, last weekend was simply fabulous. It was a total whirlwind and my travels nearly gave me whiplash, but it was entirely worth it. My fabulous girlfriend is getting married and we toasted her single days goodbye in the sunshine of Destin, Florida with the help of a rockin' wine festival.

I love time with good girlfriends. It was as if we had encountered a time warp. We could close our eyes and we were back in Knoxville, drinking Sutter Homes blush straight from the bottle in front of the fridge.

Fortunately, we have upgraded our taste in wine (and our consumption etiquette). Happy bachelorette Beck!! XOXO

Flying is fun!

2009-04-24T07:08:00.003-05:00

I'm jetting off for a quick trip to Florida to join Beck's final adventure as a single woman - should be a great time!

Happy Friday all - happy fur baby Friday!

Not Exactly How I Planned It

2009-04-22T19:47:00.005-05:00

I have never been one who possessed great amounts of self esteem in the appearance department, but this past week has just been ridiculous.

Exhibit A if you will: I realized it was my final weekend to shop for an outfit for this year's Derby extravaganza since I'm out of town this coming weekend and the following weekend is the big day. So...I set out for some serious shopping. Nothing fit. I mean seriously - nothing. Dresses were too bulky in some places and way too tight in others. Way too tight even in bigger sizes. WTF? I know I haven't exactly been a fitness buff of late, but I don't eat horribly and it's not like I haven't worked out in years. Let's just say I was even less happy under those abhorred fluorescent lights than usual.

Exhibit B: most of you know that this past year wasn't my best in the dental department. My teeth have always been a good asset and I had never had a cavity in my life until about a year ago. Granted, I did skip out on going for 3 years (not a typo) leading up to that appointment and might have (MIGHT) fallen asleep a time or two before brushing, but it is not like I lost my toothbrush altogether. In any case, I had 6 cavities (again, that is not a typo). I seriously looked at my dentist like she was an alien. So over the course of a year or so, I had all 6 fillings done - insurance included, this was still an adventure into the thousands of dollars. She also informed me that I was doing some serious damage to my teeth with my clenching habit (another post, I promise). For that, I needed to be fitted for a night guard. Immediately. I told her the guard would have to wait and I'd just do my best to stop the clenching on my own (awesome plan, I know).

Fast forward to Monday of this week. Are you ready? I'll give you the short version. 2 more cavities and the damage from the clenching (not even a year has passed) is exponentially worse. So much so, that my front bottom teeth are even chipping (she showed me in a close up mirror - I'm forever grateful as now I'm totally obsessed with staring at my effed up teeth) and one of my back bottom teeth is literally missing the majority of enamel on the outside layer.

Suffice it to say, I am just beyond thrilled to shop for my 2 new fashionable fillings and super sexy night guard (which I'm going to get before my teeth shatter into a million pieces). Just the way I wanted to kick off spring. And also? I'm feeling like I really began my 30's with a bang - a bang of the fat-assed, snaggle toothed variety.

NOT the image I had my head. Not at all. Send dental floss. And weight watchers.

Love,
Me

The Mother of Organization Projects

2009-04-19T20:35:00.002-05:00

They are few and far between, but they are appearing. They are. Signs that spring might actually make an appearance in Chicago.

On Friday, the temps reached 70. I celebrated by leaving work early (shock of all shocks, but I did it!) and taking the boys to the park. And sitting on our deck with a book and my laptop (not the work one I might add). And also? I bought fresh flowers. Lots of fresh flowers. Because nothing says spring to me quite like gorgeous flowers. I can hardly wait to plant some...but more on that later.

Another milestone to mark spring's entry? An organizational project...namely, the great closet transition. Yep - I ditched the heavy winter stuff and left the middle weight stuff. Switched out the drawers and took the opportunity to take yet another stab at reorganizing.

I have a dream closet. Seriously, I do. It is huuuuge. And it has lots of drawers and built in shelving and several layers of hanging space. That closet IS in my future (somewhere), but in the interim, I am going to work with what I've got. So I spent several hours in organizational bliss. I heart organization. Big, pink fluffy soft heart it, I do.

*update: I drafted this post a week ago, and have attempted multiple times to upload the photos to accompany it, but it just isn't happening. I decided just to hit publish - maybe I will share the pics another time. Boo technical issues!

Why my Wireless Internet is now Topping my SUCK IT List

2009-04-19T19:17:00.003-05:00

I have so many posts planned (seriously, a whole list of 'em!), but a little something TECHNICAL keeps getting in my way...

Can someone please send IT support? Or the geek squad? Or the entire staff of the mac genius bar? Or copious amounts of wine? Or maybe a little something called patience?? Thanks.

ps - I am also clearly a genius photographer judging from the light on that first pic. Sheesh!

Family

2009-04-13T21:40:00.004-05:00

Baskets of Goodies

2009-04-13T21:22:00.005-05:00

Sorry to be a bit late with this post, but per usual, life has been a bit difficult to keep up with lately.

The annual Easter with extended family at the lake was bliss. Very frigid bliss, but bliss with sunshine and blue skies nonetheless.

Hope you glimpsed spring in your celebrations too.

when the sun filled the sky, we headed for the open field in back of the house for hours of joy for Jack...he chased his beloved orange ball until we forced him back inside.

checking things out from atop the dock...next time we visit, this will be back in the lake where it belongs!
showing his cute face in attempt to score some of our dinner. for the record, he totally succeeded.
bounty for the boys from the easter bunny - they are thrilled with the new loot!
blue skies are gracing us with their presence once again...ah, how I've missed you!

Excuse Me While I Kick Fear to the Curb

2009-04-08T08:58:00.004-05:00

I love this so much. Almost as much as I love the awesome addition to my blog roll that housed it.

I revel in its simplicity and the oh-so-dreamed about desire to do away with fears entirely with the quick swipe of an eraser.

We should all do more of this - figuratively sure, but also? Literally. I'm thinking of purchasing my own over-sized chalkboard and making this a regular reality.

What are your fears? And how do you (can you) let them go? If you had a chalk board of your own, what would you write?

p.s. - photo copyright: Gabe Kirchheimer

Fleeting (randomness)

2009-03-30T21:05:00.003-05:00

On the train on my evening commute home, I was very preoccupied with 3 separate thoughts: 1) that even though I woke up with the best of intentions this morning, my post-work trip to the gym wasn't happening, followed shortly by 2)pleasant surprise to hear from an old friend who's been completely out of touch for far too long, and finally, 3) struck by an amazing sunset that was streaking the sky with awesome shades of orange and purple as the city whizzed by through the windows.

Fleeting feelings of disappointment, surprise and then delight. All in one train ride. I hurried my walk from the train station hoping to get to my camera so I could capture the sunset, but it had faded by the time I made it home. Fleeting indeed...

Happy that yesterday's snowstorm was followed by that gorgeous sunset today. Hopeful that spring (and then summer) truly are just around the corner. And also? Excited...because a happenstance connection might help me kick this blog thing up a notch, once and for all.

I've said this before here, but sometimes it is simply true...just another (manic) Monday.

Happy Spring from Chicago!

2009-03-29T09:25:00.004-05:00

Everything covered in ice and snow...

Little guy ventures onto the roof deck to check out the white stuff
We are so glad that we just uncovered our deck furniture when it was close to 70 last week! (PS trying out my editing chops in iphoto for the first time - liking it!)

Macbook, Meet April

2009-03-28T16:32:00.002-05:00

Very exciting news to share on this bleak and chilly Saturday. I am typing this post on my very first Mac. That's right - finally bit the bullet and bought the Macbook. I'm loving it so far - haven't played too much yet, but Internet, I have plans. Big plans. Lots of plans. As a matter of fact, I may never leave the house again.

And also? We remedied our printer situation too. In case you don't know what our "printer situation" was, allow me to tell you. We didn't have one. Now we have a fancy wireless one that is also a scanner and copier. Plus, it is wireless which is just blissful. It also reads the card from my fancy new camera, so I can print photos to my heart's content.

I'm totally, completely geeking out with my new techie toys. When we walked out of the Apple store, the workers said "Congratulations!" I totally get why.

Taking Each Other Along

2009-03-23T09:36:00.003-05:00

I'm remembering that line from the film Stepmom when Susan Serandon tells her impossibly sweet daughter in a gut-wrenching scene that "that is how people live on forever...because other people take them along on their life's journeys." I love that. I think of the people I carry with me and I hope that someday when I'm no longer here, that others will take me along on their own adventures.

I stumbled on this photo while catching up with my neglected feeds and it truly gave me pause. My favorite part? That some fine soul took the time to scrawl this note on paper and because of that simple action, many others stopped and thought about a man they'd never known...or perhaps, in some remote and fleeting way, they did know him after all.

Happy Monday and happy spring - who will you bring along for your journey, who do you tell your stories to?

Things I've Learned from the Flu

2009-03-20T10:44:00.002-05:00

I have been sidelined with a pretty nasty flu bug this week. And pretty close on the heels of that awesome sinus infection I had over my birthday not even a full month ago. According to my doc, this current affliction is a bit of a mashup: a fair dose of flu, some sinus congestion mixed in, and a dollop of allergies to up the sucktitude factor to a new high.

I'm on my second full day of working from home and thought I'd share a few insights from my couch side view:

This is likely no surprise to anyone, but I am terrible at being sick. I hate to sit still, hate feeling couped up, hate feeling pathetic. Not to mention the medicine taking, the nose blowing, the lack of appetite. Ugh, ugh, ugh! Hate all of it.
I don't really "do" rest very well. I'm a great sleeper, but at night. Not much for naps and not much for daytime "resting." Would rather feel useful and check things off my lists.
Dogs are the best medicine. They make being couped up a good experience. Almost.
I am very productive as it relates to work things when I'm home. Maybe it is the lack of constant interruptions? Not sure, but even feeling horrendous, I've plowed through a lot of deliverables. Score!
Dogs following the pattern of the sun through our windows to various spots in the house throughout the day so they can "sunbathe" is hilarious. And also? Impossibly cute.
Daytime TV leaves much to be desired.
They need to make better headache/sinus masks. The current variety isn't the right size and doesn't conform to your head enough to make a maximum impact. Give me a few more spare days working from home with this flu bug, and I just might invent one.
When I exercise good faith against my better judgement and get a flu shot, I'd like the end result to be that I'm sick far less than year's past. I don't think that is unreasonable.
We need to install a better phone for our never-used land line. And it needs to have a speaker phone function - this a better "home office" makes.
I'm getting back to my normal routine Monday - come hell or high water (or high fever and more snot, whichever).

TGIF - even if I'm stuck home with the fluallergysinuscreepingcrudsuckiness.

Cabin Fever

2009-03-17T09:00:00.004-05:00

The temps are supposed to reach 70 (or maybe even soar past that mark) today in Chicago. You know how exciting this is...oh, SO exciting. But alas, I am at work. Indoors. With a stunning view of Lake Michigan sure, but oh how I wish...I wish was out THERE. Enjoying the sunshine with my guys. I've got a major case of Cabin Fever...but I wouldn't trade it for anything because Internet, do you know what this means? There is a light at the end of the tunnel...the loathsome tunnel called Winter. And also? Happy St. Patrick's Day!!

Cooper frolicking in the park over the weekend - Little Man, I wish we could do this today!
Jack in action - doesn't he look happy?

My little sleeper - doesn't this just scream "five more minutes puh-lease??"

Weekend Fun in the Park

2009-03-15T18:31:00.002-05:00

Vitamin D Finally!

2009-03-15T18:09:00.003-05:00

This weekend brought our first glimpse of Spring and it couldn't have come at a better time or been more needed by our little family.

The temps hung out in the high forties, evening breaking into the low fifties a time or 2, but more importantly, the sun shone brightly almost the entire weekend. Even as I type this, there is a lovely glow streaming through the window over my shoulder. Ahhhhhh.

The boys got reacquainted with fun outdoor walks, we dusted off the roof deck furniture in anticipation of many balmy evenings and meals outdoors. Jack and Cooper even dined al fresco for Saturday breakfast. :) Even though it was technically a bit too chilly, we took the boys for their first romp in the park in many months - it was so cute to see them running around and of course, I got some great action shots with the fancy new camera.

I worked from home on Friday and it was bliss - actually a very long day and lots of work got done, but in my sweats with Jack on my lap and Coop snoozing on his bed by my feet, which made such a difference after the stress of the last few months. Just lovely. And for the remainder of the weekend, I left the crack berry on the counter and just focused on enjoying some much needed time "unplugged."

We got a jump start on spring cleaning too, ridding several closets of overflow in my ongoing effort to declutter every possible nook and cranny.

It is hard to see the weekend coming to an end, but I can face the week a little better with a good dose of sunshine under my belt. Oh, and happy early St. Patty's Day all! Chicago celebrated on Saturday with its usual enthusiasm, noise and drunkenness. So funny just to people watch - our neighborhood street was full of revelers as early as 8am. Let's just say it was QUITE a different walk to Starbucks that is typical of most Saturday mornings. :)

Enjoy the week ahead - and here's hoping you got a little sun to warm your spirits too!

A little guy on the ride to the park - the blurriness was unintentional, but I love the shot
Their favorite past time - lounging in "sunbeams" in the den

Saturday breakfast al fresco!

We pulled out the deck furniture and did a little sunbathing practice!

I picked up some fresh flowers on Friday to brighten things up a bit - I just love these beautiful hydrangeas!

Whew

2009-03-09T11:51:00.002-05:00

Just thought I would check in quickly from the Big Apple. My big work event just concluded a couple of hours ago, and I have to say, it feels really good to have that behind me. I am hoping to be able to catch my breath on all things work related, at least for a little while. Time will tell.

Unfortunately, it is a quick trip and today's weather is most unpleasant, so I really can't get out and enjoy the city at all. I was hoping for a glimpse of my beloved Central Park, but in the wind, cold and rain, I'm just not up for it. Next time for sure.

Just a few more things to wrap up today, a celebratory client dinner tonight, a quick breakfast with Ash tomorrow and then finally, back home to my guys. Can't wait.

Hope your week is off to a great (and dry) start.

A Little Moment for Me

2009-03-07T13:36:00.002-06:00

I went for a run late this morning - after a morning downpour and just before the downpour going on right this second - and it was awesome.

No running or working out of any kind really in the last few weeks - I've really let everything slide in deference to work, work, and more work. It was so great to just listen to music, let my mind wonder and just take a break for a little bit, just for me. All by myself. I needed it and didn't even know how much.

And, also? I realized that I need to make it happen more often. Work will always be there - it isn't going anywhere...and no one is going to make me a priority if I don't, right? Anyway, it was a nice reminder.

Know what else that run confirmed for me? That I'm screwed for the Shamrock Shuffle in a couple of weeks. Seriously - sooooo not ready for an 8K. Crap.

A New Decade Dawns

2009-02-24T20:58:00.003-06:00

Internet, it is official. I have entered a new decade.

I am thrilled, honored, and humbled at the multitude of good wishes, gifts, kind words, cards and greetings from folks throughout various phases of my life. It's been a great look back and an excellent entry into a new chapter.

I loved my 20's. I think it is even fair to say I rocked my 20's. I finished college, moved West, began a new life, started a career, met the love of my life, married said love of life, continued my career with several changes, partied, laughed, cried, screamed, ranted, sang, moved Midwest, traveled (although not as much as I should have) and got to know myself on a much deeper level.
In my 30's, I'm going to continue my journey. Enhance my experience. Nurture my friendships. Adore my family. Give myself a break (at least once in awhile). Keep reaching for balance. Play more with my dogs. Hug my husband and tell him often that he is my whole life, the best part of my heart. Cherish the moments. Learn from mistakes. And then let them go. Keep in touch when it counts. Cut the cord when it doesn't. Sing out loud with the radio. Stop to smell the roses. Take more photos. Take this blog to the next level. Celebrate the good times. Accept the bad times, cry when I need to. And again, then let it go.

And I hope that while I'm doing all of these things, you'll be along for the ride. As you've always been. As I need you to be.

I welcomed 30 in beautiful Lake Tahoe in the exceptional company of Hubby and my Mom. Seemed fitting as Mom has guided every life moment since the day mine began, so ushering in the big 3-0 with her was exceptionally cool. We skiied and laughed and talked. We had awesome wine and fondue of both the cheese and chocolate variety at an aptly named location (The Chocolate Bar). We drove around the lake's perimeter chatting all the while about birthdays past and adventures in the near and distant future. And finally, when the final hours of year 29 gave way to 30, what was I doing? Dancing my way to a new decade with my Mom in an impromptu condo dance party. It doesn't get any better than that.

We returned from Tahoe late last night and I came home today from work to find Hubby waiting with dinner followed by cheesecake, champagne and my fur babies in birthday hats. The days are early yet, but so far, 30 is looking like my kind of year. And I'm just getting started.

Birthday boys w/ Mom at our impromptu family "party"
Mom and I dancing our way to 30 after a day of skiing

Beautiful Lake Tahoe (even in the rain)

Confessions from A Busy Brain

2009-02-13T08:29:00.002-06:00

I have been anxious lately...teetering precariously on the edge of overwhelmed. Thoughts are spinning and emotions are running unusually high and I'm barely able to keep focused on any one thing to even see it through.

In the past, I've called these cycles "a funk," but for now, I am thinking that I need to really commit to a shift. A shift in thinking, in perspective, in attitude and ultimately, in action.

A little background if you'll indulge me:

I am so. very. tired. My work schedule of late has been nothing short of grueling and I'm pretty much just done for the moment. Brain is complete mush. Have worked 12 hour days in the office with my eye on the blackberry every minute I'm home and hours into the evening spent crouched over the laptop. Weekends are a blur of errands, catching up on stuff I should do during the week and yes, more time with the blackberry and laptop. And also? I haven't done a true vacation since my honeymoon 2 years ago and all the mini vacations I do are really just me working from a different location. Not in the office - nice, but I'm still connected and not really getting a break.

I feel very out of shape and just not healthy. No balance, no working out, no cooking fresh, good meals. Just work. Rushing. Takeout. Headaches. Excuses. Bitching. Over-thinking, over analyzing, sheer overload. No reading, not enough time with Hubby or the dogs, no photography, no blogging, just work, think about work, rinse, cycle repeat.

And the worse part? The more I do this, the less I feel that I'm doing any of it well. My focus feels off at work, my energy off at home. Priorities are out of whack and the associated guilt can be crushing.

This I know for sure: a good portion of this is entirely my fault. Driven by my warped sense of perfection and Type-A inspired drive to do it all, have it all. But as I sit here typing this (with a pile of work just waiting for me), I'm beginning to wonder...if at the end of the day, I'm still feeling like I'm failing at multiple things, what really is the point?

This I also know - the dilemma is not unique to me. I'm not the first to cry defeat in the pursuit of balance and I won't be the last. I am not the only one who works insane hours and still wants to somehow have a life.

For today, for right now, I just needed to come here and say it. I don't have the answer, but I'm going to think about it. A lot.

And Internet, tomorrow is a new day. Thanks for listening.

Love is in the Numbers??

2009-01-29T07:43:00.002-06:00

It's a short one today folks - I'm headed into the first of 3 full days of financial training. Yes, that is right. When one chooses a career in communications, it means an exorbitant amount of time will be spent doing all things financial. And also, I'll be adding C.P.A. to my title pretty soon - I think it is only fair considering the third day of this training is on a SATURDAY. Internet, wouldn't you agree that I could at least get a new fancy title out of that?

Life has been giving me whiplash lately, hence the inconsistent posting. But I've been thinking and I've definitely got more to say. So come back soon, k?

And in the interim, happy Love Thursday all! Sometimes, love is just about choosing to control your own reaction(s) to the circumstances and happenings around you. I am working on that one.

A Call for Service

2009-01-23T16:13:00.005-06:00

One of the things I like the most about President Obama (wow!) is his ability to inspire. I'm not just talking about a well written or brilliantly delivered speech. He makes me want to jump up and say "what can I do," "how can I serve," and I know he inspires this feeling in many. No matter your politics, I think this is critical - the call to service for all of us blessed to live a free life with everyday luxuries that are denied our fellow citizens in other lands. I'm thrilled to see a renewed spirit of service buzzing through society, online and off, young and old.

I've been feeling a little anxious about this over the last week. Service used to be a regular and permanent part of my life. All through middle school, high school and college I was committed to a variety of service oriented tasks - candy-striper, nursing home volunteer, youth group projects, animal shelters, food bank staffer, Headstart volunteer...I did them all. And I loved every minute.

I've let that slide in my "adult life." To be frank, I struggle to find time enough to do anything other than work during the week and my weekends are treasured blurs of errands, catching up and just trying to "be" outside of my career. I know it is all about balance, but I'm not sure I really believe in that concept any more. I'm not sure I believe you can have it all at the same time. I think you have to choose points of focus at different times in your life. And I'm struggling with making that ok in my mind (and not hearing it as just another excuse).

And then I stumble across stories like this and I simply cannot understand. And I want to try harder, make more of an effort, be better. For them...the abandoned. Animals, children, elderly, hungry...I just feel a need to make a connection, hold out a hand, empathize.

"To those who much has been given, MUCH will be expected." Be the change, Internet. Whatever your calling, stand up and serve. 2009 is my year to be better at this. I hope it will be yours too.

Time Marches On

2009-01-23T09:09:00.004-06:00

I find myself in a very contemplative, somewhat nostalgic mood as I face a pretty big birthday in the coming weeks.

Mostly, I am happy and so grateful for a life full of many blessings, amazing family and truly the best friends a gal could ever want.

But truthfully, a little nostalgic too. Remembering those no longer here and those I've lost touch with along the way. It really is amazing how quickly it goes...I used to think phrases like "the blink of an eye," etc were silly, but I get it now. What an adventure it has been...and so many more lie ahead. I can't wait to dive in.

But for today, I am giving the past its due. I am remembering walks and talks and sleigh rides with my Gramps and trips to the beach with my family (my brother and I so blissed out even BEFORE we got to the cotton candy) and nightly conversations with Mom before bedtime to recap our days and watching Dad play tennis and youth group with my treasured friend Chris who left us way too soon and many, many, many more. Such an awesome, crazy, sad, terrific, overwhelming blur of memories.

How appropriate that this photo arrived from my Mom today - just as I was taking my trip down memory lane. I don't remember this particular party, but I remember so many that followed: skating rinks and slumber parties and cakes and squealing and laughter. All the signs of a truly treasured childhood. A blessed, amazing, full life. Lucky, lucky me.

An Inaugaversary

2009-01-19T21:02:00.005-06:00

Like the rest of the free world, I am excited for tomorrow. Perhaps unlike the rest of the free world though, my excitement isn't solely focused on the historical inauguration taking over our nation's attention.

Don't get me wrong: I will be watching with anticipation and hope and pride and I will whisper a prayer and send a wish into the universe that the change and hope of the campaign will continue into the presidency. And that people will realize promises from the trail cannot become reality overnight. I wish Mr. Obama the best. And I wish the same for his family. Tomorrow is a historical moment in time and I'm thrilled and blessed and awed to bear witness.

But also, I will be remembering a sunny Saturday exactly 2 years ago tomorrow. The day that exemplified another kind of change and another kind of hope. The sweetest, most filling, most awesome kind. I walked down a long aisle on that Saturday...walked straight up to Hubby and promised my heart and my life to him for always. In front of literally everyone that we love. 2 years ago tomorrow, we started our family and I whispered a wish then too. It comes true every single day.

Happy Anniversary Hubby! There is no one in the world I'd rather "be the change" with. xoxo

One for Smashey and Bops: BFF

2009-01-18T17:55:00.002-06:00

My first memories of her have blurred with time, but only slightly. I can still remember standing outside her hospital room craning my neck and standing as tall as my five year old tippy toes would allow as my Mom went inside to hand deliver the Barbie I chose for her. She loved Barbie. I loved Cabbage Patch Kids and all varieties of human-like dolls. So at her house, I'd spend time playing in Barbie's dreamhouse and at my house, she'd play Mama and house with my many dolls with all the enthusiasm she could muster.

I remember Friday night sleepovers and oranges dipped in sugar. I can see Brownie uniforms and friendship bracelets and heart necklaces: one half for her neck and the other for mine. I remember the Babysitters Club and Beverly Hills, 90210 and the many packages of VHS tapes she sent to me when my new town didn't yet "get" the Fox channel.

I can conjure images of her meeting "the magic rag" too early with my Grandmother. I remember so many birthday parties, but one in particular where we all dressed up in our Mother's clothes and had tea. I remember school and homework and being in the same class and not. I remember fighting and I remember making up - boys and drama and laughter and tears.

I remember leaving her behind to start a new life and thinking there was no way I could survive it. And I remember that I did survive it, mostly because she helped me. I remember 8 years spanning high school and college and hours spent on the phone to connect our experiences. I remember road trips and visiting her and getting to know her new friends and her new life. I remember a summer in the woods and her somehow managing to teach me the importance of commitment and follow through and self awareness amidst bug bites and snakes and camping and lots of whining young girls. And I remember (with equal parts pride and laughter) that together, we pitched tents, packed overnight bags for 11 and cooked mac' n cheese in the great outdoors.

I remember embarking on a new life with her - throwing caution and fear to the wind and taking our youth and our enthusiasm and our spirit West. I see laughter and tears and fear and hope and joy and dismay in those years. I know for sure that there was no better partner to transition to adulthood with. That she has been the perfect balance for my life and that she alone holds the keys to every life phase, every experience, every emotion I've experienced. She has been there for it all. And I'm a better me because of it. Because of her.

I see so clearly her constant courage, endless kindness, enviable confidence, enigmatic spirit. For 25 years she has inspired me and challenged me and infuriated me and awed me and buoyed me and loved me. And I couldn't express in a thousand lifetimes my gratitude. Or what an honor it is to nurture and continue this sisterhood.

I recognize the blessing of seeing 5 year old girls giggling and laughing juxtaposed with 5th graders rocking out to New Kids on the Block and then young women on their wedding days, holding tight to each other as life began anew with destined partners. I recall the past and I see so much of her, just as I look to the future and she is there. Where I need her to be. A beloved, treasured, incredible sister of the heart.

I saw Bride Wars today, and while the movie itself is pretty schmaltzy, all I could think of was the parallel in the most influential relationship of my life. And I was inspired to somehow honor it, so I came here and documented a small snapshot of our story.

Ash, this one is for you. With all the love in my heart.

16 Things

2009-01-18T13:50:00.002-06:00

I confess: I've been tagged for these survey type posts a few times, but have always resisted or more simply, just forgotten to do it.

But right now, it is freezing and snowy outside and I'm spending a lot of time online, so I figured I'd give this thing a go. Because, really, I know the internet is totally curious about me.

So, here we go...16 random things about me, in no particular order with no particular rhyme nor reason (hence the random, ahem).

Clearly obvious, but I adore animals. Seriously - all of them, but dogs in particular. I take the "pets are family members" to every possible extreme. And I'm very proud of it.
It took me more than 10 years, but I finally flipped the switch and became a vegetarian and my only regret is that I didn't do it sooner.
I have zero tolerance for scary movies. Total pansy.
I am a self-taught speed reader.
I aspire to be a brilliant photographer (in hobby only).
I can pick up almost anything with my toes - quirky talent that can also be pretty useful.
I am a shameless product whore and am uncannily susceptible to marketing of them even though I am a marketer by trade.
I'd really like to write a book (someday).
I crave time outdoors and space by the sea.
I have an extreme snake phobia (and probably need meds for it).
I never have less than 10 different tubes of lip gloss (and they're almost identical in color).
I internalize stress so well that I've repeatedly earned the label "unflappable." (and no, I don't particularly think this is a good thing)
I will probably never be one of those people who just loves to work out (as much as I want to be).
I never step on the bath mat before drying my feet w/ a towel (and I think everyone should imitate this habit immediately).
I'm outgoing and friendly, but am also a bit of an introvert.
I am obsessed with Lululemon, chai lattes and finding the perfect exfoliant (please send suggestions).

Consider yourself tagged, but only if you want to be.

Coming Soon

2009-01-18T12:04:00.002-06:00

So I've been thinking for awhile about taking this little blog to the next level - meaning a more creative name, a fun tagline, an actual URL, etc etc...

I've thought of the name and the tagline and registered the new url...so this is a teaser to say that I hope to launch it soon...gotta figure out some hosting stuff and find someone to help with the overall design, but I feel good about it. Fun times straight ahead.

I'll keep you posted, but hopefully before too long, you'll have a new destination to visit us. And internet, I sure hope you will. Frequently.

Stay tuned!

Cooper Versus Vacuum

2009-01-17T09:11:00.002-06:00

This never fails to crack me up. Internet, you're welcome!

Love Knows No Size

2009-01-16T16:26:00.002-06:00

This broke my heart in the most awesome way. I hope it will do the same for you.

I love it when life throws us proof positive that love knows no boundaries - big or small.

I missed Love Thursday yet again, but no matter - this post had to happen regardless. Enjoy.

Thinking Warm

2009-01-16T15:13:00.002-06:00

Holy icicles, has it been cold in Chicago this week. On this morning's commute to work, the temp gage registered -13. Frost bite warnings are frequent and issued by everyone from the local weatherman to the conductor on the El to folks on the street.

No matter though - because I'm choosing to think warm. That's right - planning a trip to CA in the coming weeks and just remembering all things warm. Images from our honeymoon trip to Nevis, those beloved Santa Monica sunsets over the pier, bike rides and runs and walks along the beach, anything that conjures warmth and sunshine and time spent outdoors.

Even through frigid temps, the sun has peeked through the bleak Chicago sky this week and I'm grateful for that. I always welcome a visit from my good friend, the Sun, and am amazed at the difference it can make. Come back often, Mr. Sun!

So a couple of images to focus on until outdoor patios and sunny strolls and days at the dog park are here again. Stay warm folks! And for you Californians - send a little love our way, will you? You know the old sayings about sharing.....pretty please?

Good God, The SNOW

2009-01-11T14:25:00.003-06:00

What a weekend folks. I mean seriously, a banner few days for me. Try to keep up, will you? And also, don't be jealous.

As I type this, we aren't even really midway through January, but we've had multiple snow storms, 2 of which have been isolated to the last 48 hours or so and have accumulated well over a foot of snow on the streets of our frozen neighborhood.

Wow, I'm going to have to get creative to urge myself through this winter (by my count, at least 3 more full months to go) without resorting to drinking. Heavily. Or drugs - only kidding. Sort of.

A summary for your reading pleasure:

Friday - all day:

The final day to the longest, most stress ridden week of work I can recall in quite some time. The plans, the conference calls, the meetings, the sheer LENGTH of my to-do list. And the emails...oh my GOD, the emails. I finally make it through the day and stumble out the door to realize that phase 2 of this snow storm (I didn't even TELL you about Thursday, the snow, the sub-zero temps, the commute via public transportation on Friday) had set in with a vengeance. I could not face the el. No way in frozen over hell. So I grabbed a cab and tried to keep up with the stream of emails still steadily hitting my blackberry. I got a little nauseous from reading/typing in the cab. My cab driver was wrapped in a blanket - almost swaddled. I found this exceptionally odd, but whatever. Just get. me. home. PLEASE.

Friday - evening/night:

Emails and work stuff continued until nearly 11, mixed in with movies on tv, playing with the pups and getting creative with dinner (as in a baked potato and black beans). The snow was still falling. HARD. ALOT. Took the boys out one final time and all 3 of us were snow covered when we returned indoors. Climbed into bed and fell asleep watching Sex and the City.

Saturday - a.m.:

awoke to a complete white out. Had to dig my shovel out so that I could dig a path out of our house. As a special twist, I awoke to cold sores so needed to make a trip to CVS STAT. Finally got the boys to potty (after digging a space for them to do so) and after feeding them breakfast, I set out to attempt to uncover our vehicle. This was comical. I am 5'4" if I'm an inch, and the snow in the driveway was just below my knees in some places. I scraped and shoveled and climbed and slipped until I could at least see out the windows. One really positive note: that Jeep is awesome. Drove over more than a foot of snow like it was a sprinkling of sugar.

Saturday - later a.m.:

Returned from CVS, did a little light cleaning, more work stuff, caught up with fiercely neglected feeds, played with the pups, watched the snow continue to fall.

Saturday - afternoonish:

Headed downtown for a haircut I scheduled several weeks ago. Contemplated cancelling, but man, I needed a haircut. Braved the train, nearly froze to death on the platform, was covered in snow and soaking, but only on my outer layer (God, I love you North Face). Enjoyed a not too crowded train ride downtown to my latest ipod soundtrack. Got off train downtown, walked out of the station, and promptly entered hell. Of the frozen variety. Walked the only way I could - head down, one arm out to warn me of incoming obstacles. Wondered multiple times who would live here of their own free will. Emailed my husband (in Vermont) asking him just that.

Saturday - later afternoon:

Left salon after a nice catch up with my stylist and trying not to smack 2 girls in a heated debate with THEIR stylist over their certainty that "deployed" and "deported" mean the same thing. Seriously? Knew in an instant I was not fighting the train. Stumbled to the corner, kept head down and just stuck up my right arm without even looking to see if cabs were coming. The heavens took mercy on me and a cab appeared at the curb within minutes. Got home and googled condos in California and looked through old photos from California.

The rest: ordered pizza, watched movies, did some work, ate almost the whole pizza, went to bed.

Sunday: pretty much a repeat of Saturday except the snow. finally. stopped. And I was able to dig out the car and do a couple of errands in between more work. But Internet, as I type this, it is snowing again. I kid you not. Oh, and I ate the rest of the pizza.

Lest you think I am being overly dramatic, some photographic documentation to support my story follows. As this is only a brief sampling (and I'm incapable of taking less than 100 photos since getting my fancy new camera), you can find more photographic evidence here. Enjoy.

Send sunshine and wine. Lots of wine.

this is on our top deck. put on the hunter boots and stepped out - this is how far up the snow came:

both boots in the path i shoveled on the deck
a snow covered Jack says "oh HELL NO" and bolts back inside
the boys ventured out (tentatively) when I shoveled the path. you can see that the snow is literally taller than they are (not that they are extraordinarily tall...)
the deck pre-shoveling

Happy Love Thursday: Love is Normal & Everyday

2009-01-08T08:41:00.003-06:00

sadly, work has been so all consuming of late that I truly just don't have much to share. as i type this, i'm telling myself that i must work on that. and fast.

in the interim though, i'm pausing for a brief moment on this thursday to appreciate our return to the normal routine of our lives. for me, holidays are magic, but i also relish in the chance to clear away all the clutter from year's end and begin anew. i like the goal setting, the planning, the introspection. it's all good.

and even if i've begun this new year in a fog of work, work, work, I can still lift the fog briefly enough to rejoice in the everyday normal that makes me feel blessed, lucky, loved...

happy love thursday everyone. here's hoping you're loving a new year too.

Let Them Eat CAKE!!

2009-01-04T20:41:00.002-06:00

Birthday Post Redux: When Photos Just Aren't Enough (What?! Never)

2009-01-04T20:22:00.006-06:00

Another Year in the Company of Cooper

2009-01-04T20:07:00.003-06:00

i can't believe that as i type this, it is sunday evening and tomorrow brings the first full work week of a brand new year. it seems moments ago that i walked out of my work building so lusting for the four day break that was in front of me. it goes so quickly, especially when dominated by a cold/sinus thingy for the majority of its length. sigh...

i also cannot believe that this day marks another year with our littlest man. yep, cooper is 2 today. he's been with us since he was 11 weeks old - just a teensy little ball of fluff who peered at us with eyes equal parts curiosity and wonder. his face is typically the first i see given his propensity to sleep person like, sprawled on the pillow next to me or even sharing my own. along with his brother, he welcomes me every time i walk in the door. and makes me feel like royalty, like i've returned from the world's longest journey and he was there, waiting the entire time.

he loves to shred tissue and toilet paper, thinks playing in the trash can and laundry hamper is the stuff of magic, frolics and growls and plays and barks with 100 times his 4lb little capacity.

he is the stuff of magic. and we adore him so. happy birthday little man. you just shredded both of your new birthday toys, but man, you did it with such spirit. :)

opening presents!

birthday boy (please don't make me wear this ever again)
yummy cake!
the pupcake (note: it took a little spill in the bag, hence the frosting masacre)
birthday bounty

A Cycle Repeats

2009-01-03T19:45:00.003-06:00

i know this girl. she is very close to my heart. she's terrific - kind and thoughtful and beautiful and sugary sweet. i used to dress her up and pretend to be her mama. she depended on me all those years ago - fun fun, for play, for the occasional bottle, for family. and today - for reasons entirely different and entirely more grown up, she reaches out to me.

hearing from her elicits a range of emotions - mostly sadness this time around because she is hurting and i wouldn't see her hurt for all the puppies and rainbows and sun-drenched beach walks in the world.

this particular correspondence also tugs at another of my heartstrings - this one long buried and painfully, slowly, in-the-raw escaped, learned from, grown out of.

her situation takes me back to a similar time in my own life. a time when i lost sight of my true self - independent of others, standing alone, needing no explanations, deserving to shine. i try not to waste an inch of this life on regret, but that time is the one exception. and it is a purposeful exception, and an important one. cherished lessons, hard-earned wisdom, gut-wrenching, ass-kicking healing came from that time. but it did not come quick. and it did not come easily.

i told this special girl, march on. time heals all wounds. don't lose sight of you. just keeping going. one moment, one breath, one blink at a time. you'll look back on this and you'll marvel at the strength you earned and learned and displayed. or you won't. the choice is yours. and if you make the wrong one (or really, just one that isn't worthy of you), you'll regret it longer than you can really fathom today. feel all you need to feel, sweet girl. and then let go. blessed, cherished, deserved release. and until then, surround yourself with friends, books, baths, walks, whatever it takes...

in many ways, i was definitely talking to this young woman of my heart, but i think also, in some sense, to that much younger, much meeker, much more impressionable me. the one with the world at her feet and every opportunity to soar, if only she would drop the rusty, creaky anchor from around her neck...if only she would let go. release what was assuredly (even then she knew it deep down) toxic to her ability to thrive and grow and shine in this world.

my hope tonight is that this girl will make the right decision for her. and that her road to peace will be simpler and faster and kinder than was my path. and i also take this time to whisper to that part of me, it's ok. it wasn't perfect, but we got through it and would change nothing of life's landscape today. let go and forgive what you weren't able to be back then. perhaps, because of that time, you can provide insight unequaled to someone who desperately needs it now.

forgiveness is most tricky when its object is rooted in self.

so for tonight, a whispered wish and a prayer for my sweet friend, my treasured family. i am here. and i listen and i know with utmost certainty that this too shall pass (enter cheesy cliche) and you'll look back at this version of yourself for years to come. the wish is that you'll love the you of your past and forgive her if decisions and actions in the moment aren't what they would be through the lens of additional years of living, learning and growing in perspective.

hang on tight and know that i (and many other) am here to catch you if you slip and fall.

Loving a New Year

2009-01-02T09:39:00.002-06:00

hi folks. checking in on day 2 of this great new year.

didn't get a chance to post yesterday as we drove home from IN in the morning and then transformed our house back to its pre-xmas wonderland state. while i'm always a bit sad to sad goodbye to the sparkle and light, i also love the opportunity to give everything a good clean and to start the year clutter free and organized.

we continued our movie watching binge and caught gran torino (highly recommend btw, clint is pure genius), had a low key dinner and came home to call it a night early.

new year's eve was simple and fun. an impromptu trip to Indianapolis to see our good friends, a group dinner and then some wii, karaoke, champagne and ball dropping action.

at midnight, i whispered a wish and i hope you did too. and i hope it comes true.

even if a day late, happy love thursday all. i hope the year began, continues and abounds in all that means love to you. enjoy. xoxo

An Adventure into Photo Editing

2008-12-30T21:56:00.002-06:00

i've only just dipped my toe into this pool, but i sense an addiction folks.

A Contemplative Mood

2008-12-30T19:40:00.004-06:00

it is new year's eve eve. i can't believe it. one more day and 2008 is behind us.

time goes so quickly these days, sometimes i wonder if i haven't fallen into a time machine without knowing it.

i typically get really contemplative, introspective, sometimes a little melancholy, hopeful, anxious, motivated, inspired, etc this time of year. truthfully, this year i've been so busy at work i haven't had much time to entertain those feelings (sad, but true). but now that i take a break from emails and documents and the like, i am starting to feel them.

2008 was a great year overall. i enjoyed year 2 of a marriage that, simply put, fills me up every day in myriad ways. i enjoyed many opportunities at work (and of course weathered frustrations and complications as is only natural) and have certainly advanced my career to the next level. i got better with this blog thing and have enjoyed the doors that an active social media footprint open (and i will continue to do more of that in 2009). i've enjoyed infinite delicious moments with my friends, family and fur babies and have recognized my blessings as often as possible.

i welcome 2009. early into the year, i will usher in a new decade (wow, scary) and my hope is that it just gets bigger and better from here. more blogging, more adventure, more travel, more life experience, more time with family, more time for me. i want to explore uncharted territory and relish in familiar territory. i want to make a difference and feel inspired. i hope to find motivation in new places as well as old.

hubby and i are going to start our tradition of new year's eve goals (his, mine and family) so i'll hopefully capture all of this in more concrete detail, but for tonight, i'm contemplating and these are the topics on my mind.

what do you think about as one year gives way to another? what's on your list? i'm continuously amazed by the concept of time as each year passes. the older i get, the more i'm aware of it. the more i want to own it, enjoy it, squeeze every drop out of every moment. i know it is only natural, but i'm not a huge fan of that "where did the time go" feeling. so next year (hello 2 days from now!) i will focus on living in the moment so i don't lose time. conscious of the moments so when i arrive at a new year, it is earned, won, lived.

oh, and also, i'll document those moments much more with my fancy new camera.

Rain, Rain Go Away!

2008-12-27T16:17:00.003-06:00

It is 60 degrees in Chicago today. Very strange on multiple levels. It would be great were it not for the wind, the rain, and the tornado warnings. Sigh...

What happens when excessive snow & ice melts rapidly:
2 little guys wishing away the rain
We want to go for a walk please?!

list love. an update.

2008-12-27T14:46:00.002-06:00

i was reading a few back posts today and couldn't resist checking in on my much talked about list post.

it got me thinking...that maybe i should do an update post. and then that maybe i should get to work on those entries that i haven't checked off yet.

first the status...

go see the ballet. CHECK. we saw the nutcracker last week. loved it too. even hubby. definitely still love ballet and there are more performances in our future.

establish date night. CHECK. we've been really pretty good w/ this one. still lots of restaurants on the list (different list. different post) to try, but that will happen when you live in a city. we've also had lots of travel and the holidays in between, but still...it was a good habit to start and i think we've done pretty great so far. onward.

that whole photography thing. HALF CHECK. got the fancy new camera for xmas. i've been snapping away and channeling annie liebovitz ever since. next up - register for a class and actually learn what the hell i'm doing. or not doing, but what i WANT to be doing.

positive thinking. WORKING ON IT. that one will be an ongoing check. a work in progress if you will. because really, i don't think that one is something anyone can ever fully check off the list, right? but in any case, i'm trying to be conscious of it, so i'll count it...for now.

i'm pleased with my first progress report (what? so clinical.) - it was an ambitious list at best and i think i'm plugging along nicely. especially when you factor in the working, traveling, daily grind and just plain living that has happened in between said progress.

so i'll keep at it. and i'll add to it. and hubby and i will do our first annual new years goal cards and they'll become part of the list too. and frankly? that list doesn't stand a chance. one at a time, we'll conquer every last item. we will.

enjoy your dwindling days of 2008 folks! and don't forget to check in with your lists.

Christmas Chaos!

2008-12-26T16:53:00.004-06:00

sorry for radio silence all. it's been an insane couple of weeks and i just gave up attempting to keep connected online.

since we last spoke, hubby turned 30, we enjoyed a great mini break in beautiful breckenridge, co and we enjoyed our first family christmas in chicago.

but before getting to all of that, i wanted to finally share some images from our first annual carretta family xmas party at MIL's a few weeks ago. it was great catching up with family and the decor was outstanding. i couldn't stop snapping photos of it as you'll see. the kids were adorable and hubby even got a mid-party shout out with a birthday cake and song.

i'm also sharing a couple of shots from breck - other than the side effects from the altitude (namely the difficulty to BREATHE) i fell completely in love w/ the place.

enjoy and i hope that your holidays are bright and merry and surrounded by all you love.

oh, and speaking of photos...i got that fabulous xmas present i mentioned previously - a fancy, new camera. so...you'll clearly be hearing LOTS more about that.

season's greetings all!

scenic CO

apres ski in the lodge - that day was frigid!
hubby sporting keely's pink goggles w/ my rental helmet. quite a look, no?
lodge - view from gondola ride
a passing gondola
hubby's birthday cake at the holiday party
this is MIL's chandelier. i heart it so.
beautiful holly berry wreath. it matched the candles in the chandelier perfectly.
the boys hung out in an upstairs bedroom. we snuck them yummy treats off an on though. :)
niece annie (4) and nephew jack (2)

The Windows are Frozen Shut and My Eyelashes are Permanently Stuck to My Eyelids

2008-12-15T12:11:00.003-06:00

happy monday folks.

you know what is absolutely, totally really not cool? a more than 40 degree temperature change overnight. now, i'm coming up on my 2 year anniversary with chicago and i'm nothing if not studious, so i've learned that the weather 'round here is um...a little nuts (or bat shit crazy - depends on the day). but c'mon...we returned from our lovely adventure to MIL's holiday party (another post. i promise.) and were just enthralled with the temperature gage in our car which climbed steadily toward 50 the closer we got to the city. my dad always told me that things that seem to good to be true typically are, but it seems i'll never learn.

fast forward. we awoke this morning to hubby running slightly late thanks to the trusty snooze button. this is bad any morning, but especially on a morning when you have a 7am flight to CO. and even more so when you look out the window to discover that your neighborhood is an ice rink. seriously. ice rink. that is what happens when it is 50 and then it sprinkles and then it is FIVE DEGREES and then you factor in the GALE FORCE WINDS and it is more like negative 20. layer those facts with one yorkie who refuses to potty and a commute of wind slashing your face like needles and windows so frozen they won't roll down to retrieve your parking garage ticket (yep, i drive when hubby is out of town. sue me.) and you've got one hell of a monday morning folks! so that's the bad news (sort of - not really bad news in the grand scheme of things i suppose).

but i have good news too. lots of it actually. for one, i stumbled across this awesome new addition to my blogroll. and that sidebar quote! going on the office white board for sure. i love it and i believe it. so much so that i'll say it again here. "my life is exactly how i made it. good." love the ownership. love the assertion. love the spirit. love the message; read: I'M in charge. put it on your bulletin board or your monitor or your fridge people. and then live it. every day.

also, i'm headed to CO on thursday to join hubby. i haven't skied in a couple of years and i'm psyched. we're going to see some old friends, check out the town, ski major powder for the first time and usher in another decade for hubby. that's right - he's going to be 30 years young on friday. so i have enough north face gear to protect a small nation from the cold and i'm heeding everyone's warnings about the water. "hey everyone. it's me. i hear you on the water. i'm going to drink it. lots of it. thanks!" and as always, i'll share our adventures with all of you. so meet me back here, won't you?

i hope your week is off to a good start. or at least that you have plenty of good news to balance any bad. sometimes, that is all you can ask of a monday. :)

Total Holidaze

2008-12-12T09:52:00.002-06:00

Hi folks, apologies for being a little quiet these last few days. I even missed Love Thursday (gasp), but don't fret - I was still thinking of you and sending lots of love into the universe. Really, I was.

It is no surprise to anyone by now that this is my favorite time of year, but I can really become my own worst enemy during the holiday period too. How you ask? Well, I really love the holidays. I mean LOVE them. And I have no less than a million ideas bouncing in my head constantly about great ways to celebrate and do thoughtful things for everyone. Seriously - everyone. All those I love most, co-workers, the dog walker, on and on. But what I forget to factor in every. single. year. is this my friends...TIME. And one other little thing called WORK. So, I go into the holiday period with my eyes all aglow and my busy brain spewing creative and thoughtful ideas and then I get incredibly pissed at myself when I don't pull it all off.

Don't get me wrong. I still have a major holiday crush. I'm doing the annual holiday party circuit with a smile. My house is twinkling and glowing and festive. But I had a million ideas that I didn't get to this year and I still feel like a complete failure on the gift front. I haven't finished my shopping for one. And for two, I wanted to be creative this year. Not just another damn toy or trinket or whatever. Gifts that mean something. And I thought about it and researched and came up with fun ideas. And then I lived at work for pretty much a full week and all that went OUT. the. window. Sigh...

One of these days (years?), I am going to figure out how to relish every moment of this season I adore and I'm going to let myself off the hook already so that I don't arrive in January with shocked eyes and total awe that the holiday season is over (again). I mean, I haven't seen Love, Actually or the National Lampoons Xmas Vacation movie ONCE this year. That's criminal. :)

In the meantime, enjoy the total cuteness overload that is our official photo with Santa Paws. You're welcome!

Santa PAWS is Coming To Town

2008-12-07T12:22:00.003-06:00

Twas a few weeks before Christmas and all through the city...

Doggies were lined up for Santa Paws, ready to pose pretty...

We waited in line with many new friends...

Cooper growled at Santa, but eventually made amends.

We've posted a few pics of our fun for you to enjoy..

But you'll have to wait for the final shot of Santa and our boy(s)...

Keep checking back for more fun and good cheer...

And until next time we wish you much merriment as you finish this year.

woof woof!

this is the special treat santa paws gave us after our photo session

us in the car, SO ready for santa paws
waiting in line w/ Mommy - it was cold cuz the door stayed open to accommodate all those pups!
a shot of the festive store. there was hot chocolate and yummy pup treats for the fun day!
a photo of our destination for fun (today at least)

He Knows if You've Been Bad or Good

2008-12-06T16:38:00.003-06:00

I'm excited and anxious. Excited because I just finished crossing a lot of items off one of my treasured lists. And that included lots of holiday shopping and seeing the lights and decor and even the insane mass of people that have descended on Michigan Ave couldn't dampen the holiday mood.

Anxious because I have to spend much of tomorrow at work. This sucks in 2 parts. 1) I don't particularly enjoy giving part of my Sunday over to the job, but sometimes, it happens so I can totally get over it. But in the instance of 2, it's harder. I have SO much to do. I put a good dent in the list today, but I had lots planned for tomorrow that will have to be postponed...and since this is the last weekend we are in town before Xmas, this could get really interesting. I know everything will get done - it always does - but still, I'm anxious.

We're visiting "Santa Paws" tomorrow, so the boys got in the spirit of things a little early. Enjoy this whopping dose of cuteness. You're welcome!

The best surprise - these adorable 12 Days of Xmas plates showed up at my house yesterday. Thanks MIL! You're the best.

Santa Jack
Santa Coop
Double Santa - w/ Jack looking a little possessed (oops)
Could they be cuter?

Baby It's FRIGID Outside - Vampire Love

2008-12-05T18:44:00.003-06:00

The temps in Chicago late this week have been increasingly frigid. I've been layering the North Face Puffer vest under the North Face puffer coat. Yes, I look like a middle linebacker, but I'm maintaining some level of warmth, so I'll sacrifice the sex appeal. :)

One good thing about cold temps...the inspiration (as if I've ever really needed much) to grab a soy chai latte and curl up with a good book (and fur baby snuggle action). Especially perfect for right now, as I am completely obsessed with this Vampire series! I mean seriously - who knew?

I fully acknowledge that I'm way too old to be crushing on Edward Cullen, but the truth is: I don't care. I love him. I do. And I cannot get enough of Edward and Bella and their twisted, but totally romantic story. Haven't been quite this obsessed in a long time, and I'm digging it.

Lot's more to say (not to mention my current to-do list, yikes), but sorry, it will have to wait. Edward is keeping some major secret from Bella and I must find out what it is.

Brrrrr!

Love Through the Lens

2008-12-04T17:49:00.003-06:00

Checking in briefly today - work is absolutely consuming my life currently, but that is the way it goes sometimes. I'll chalk it up to learning and growing and gaining great experiences and just trudge ahead.

But before I do...I could not dream up a better post for today than to celebrate the beautiful story of my friend's recent engagement.

My favorite part of this excellent story is the photo documentation. It's beyond awesome that this special couple will have this milestone moment permanently documented to share and revisit throughout their life together. I think it takes a special guy to add such a special element to what is definitely one of life's sweetest moments.

Take a read and send Beck and Jason good thoughts. It's a hell of a ride kids - and you'll love every twist, turn and bump along the way.

Happy Love Thursday everybody! I hope the images you encounter today (and always) remind you of love and inspire you to share it.

Thanksgiving 2008

2008-12-02T07:57:00.006-06:00

We typically spend Thanksgiving in Indiana with BJ's Mom, but we changed things up this year and spent the entire week in M'town with my family. True to form, my parents planned lots of great activities for us and the week truly flew by leaving us with great memories, fun photos and a little sad that yet another fantastic holiday is behind us.

We kicked things off with an uneventful and easy drive from Chicago to WV and then began the week in earnest. We did some initial cooking and Turkey Day preparations and I even conquered a gorgeous banana pudding that got rave reviews if I do say so myself (me in the kitchen - big deal, so I get to brag just a little). :)

Our great family friends Bobby and DeeDee hosted our family plus their own for a very festive Thanksgiving dinner and everyone had a marvelous time. Their granddaughter Eva Claire is one of the cutest kids ever and she kept us all entertained throughout the evening.

And of course, no Thanksgiving holiday would be complete without sports, and boy, did we get our share. First of all, the televisions in my parents' house were forever tuned into one game or another and we attended the annual "Backyard Brawl" the day after Thanksgiving this year. They play at Heinz Field (home of the Steelers) and we had a fabulous time even though my fam was disappointed that the Mountaineers didn't pull through with a win. Next year!

We wrapped up the week with a lovely spa day at one of my new VERY FAVORITE places - Nemacolin Resort in PA. Mom and I joined Margaret (another terrific family friend) and spent the entire day being pampered - it was bliss. We headed home for one final (and very yummy) dinner and then called it a week.

Mom & Dad - HUGE thanks to you again. You made it the best holiday yet. We loved every minute. Oh, and a special thanks for all of that food you packed for our journey home too. Our extra lengthy drive was a little better since we had yummy snacks to distract us. You have to love parents who still make you a PB&J just shy of your 30th birthday. Thankful indeed! You can see more holiday documentation here (just in case you can't get enough of us - haha).

I hope everyone's holiday was just as terrific. We returned to a winter wonderland here in Chicago and much to my delight, the holiday decor is out in full force. I plan to take it all in this weekend, along with more than my fair share of errand running. Be sure to keep checking back for more holiday fun. We've got LOTS planned this year.

Mom, Beeg & I at the WVU-Pitt game

Back in Chicago - first day of getting all bundled up - brrr!
Winter wonderland back in Chicago!
Dad & April - self portrait on way home from dinner
We LOVED this wine wall at a yummy restaurant in M'town
Nemacolin Spa & Resort - isn't it lovely?!
Beeg in I in the box at the game.
Matt and I at the game...
Self photo at Thanksgiving Dinner
DeeDee - our lovely Turkey Day hostess
Cute little tables set up for dinner
My prized banana pudding - isn't it awesome?! :)
Lovely snowfall on our first day in M'town

Thanks and a Blog-cation

2008-11-30T21:28:00.002-06:00

We completed the looong and (today anyway) grueling trek back to Chicago today. What is normally a pretty straight forward 8.5 hour(ish) drive, was a traffic laden, 10 hour journey through every variety of nasty weather. Boy, am I happy to be home.

The trip was amazing and I promise more details (and photos) later, but wanted to check in since I (blissfully) and (a little regrettably, ahem) neglected all things online for the last half of our trip.

My newsreader is hopelessly backed up, the blog has been without updates and now that I'm back into it, I realize I actually did feel a little disconnected due to my spontaneous break from (most) things digital. I can't decide if that is a good thing or not...

In any case, it was delicious time with family and, as always, I'm a little blue this evening. Don't get me wrong...it helps that I'm snuggled on the couch with a fur baby on each side, enjoying the warm glow of my holiday lights and knowing that a warm cup of tea and another chapter (or 2...3?) of book 2 of this vampire series I'm now addicted to (who knew?? i really don't like vampires or anything sci-fi) will follow this post. But, goodbye is never easy. Even when it is temporary. Even when the time between this visit and the next isn't super long. It's just good stuff to spend time with those you love most, and when you live far away from family, that together time is infinitely sweeter. And flies by at warp speed. I seriously cannot believe it is already over.

We packed in enough fun for 2 months. Thanks again Mom & Dad - as always, you were gracious hosts and we left feeling well fed, (very) well loved and recharged. It's always a pleasure. And a joy. And I miss you already...

I hope you all enjoyed a marvelous holiday surrounded by everything that makes you smile and feel grateful. Now break out the holiday decor (unless like me, you've been there and done that already) and let's try to not let December whirl by and give us all whiplash like November has, m'kay??

Nuff said. Enjoy the week ahead!

To Nana's House We Go

2008-11-25T16:00:00.002-06:00

Sorry folks, I blew the giving thanks series yesterday. I blame the following: a full workday from an alternate location, multiple phone calls (meetings), catching up with family, so on and so forth. My bad...and my apologies.

I promise I wasn't any less thankful, even if I did fail to post. :)

Onward friends!! Today, I'm thankful for holiday road trips, a big pot of chili (veggie of course) and the perfect snowstorm. Moments of pure relaxation where there is no guilt involved with spending an exorbitant amount of time in yoga pants (yep, thankful for those too) and lounging with those you love most.

Happy lounging all - embrace it (with thanks). You're welcome!

In the Family Way

2008-11-23T18:37:00.002-06:00

Checking in from M'town - short and sweet post as it follows a nine hour drive, but I did not want to lapse in the giving thanks series.

So, without further ado, here we go with day four - family, pure and simple.

Here's to spirited gatherings, lots of togetherness and the reminder that everything is sweeter in the company of loved ones.

Cheers to a great week.

Warmth and Light (Giving Thanks Day 3)

2008-11-22T16:16:00.004-06:00

Wow, what a day. Up at 7:30, off to a great spin class at the gym and then a whirlwind of holiday activity. I've made 2 separate runs to get additional needed items, but our home is glowing with twinkle lights and all the sparkle of Christmas. I've rocked out to the holiday station on Pandora all day and am enjoying the fruits of my labor...ah, the fun I've had! And now for today's list:

On my 3rd day of expressing thankfulness, I'm awash in holiday lights and glitter and garland and my face has boasted a smile every minute of this day. Enjoy more holiday fun here (although I don't believe my photos even begin to do it justice).

A good book! There is just nothing better than settling in with quality reading material. I've just begun this one, but already I'm being drawn in and I can hardly wait to get back to page turning.

The North Face...might sound silly, but when you live in the tundra that is Chicago, this stuff can literally save your life. And frankly, I think I pretty much own stock in the company at this point with my variety of warmth inducing outerwear. This is my latest find and I'm loving it dearly.

We're off to M'town tomorrow. My family and good food and relaxation await...I'm so excited and will check in from there all next week.

XOXO

Thankful Friday (Giving Thanks Day 2)

2008-11-21T13:17:00.003-06:00

I'm back for Day 2 of my personal Giving Thanks series...are we having fun yet?!

A decision has been made that sometimes, I just can't limit this to one thing per post, so for those times I'm feeling especially thankful (like every day), I'm going to list a few. Here we go:

It just doesn't get any better than these two. Commonly known as my "fur babies," they make every day brighter. You can't beat them for snuggling, and I know with utmost certainty that no one will ever love me quite like they do. I also know that the feeling is entirely mutual.

FRIDAYS (can I get an AMEN?)

After all, we don't all go around saying TGIF for nothing! I'm especially thankful for this Friday though. I've got big plans. They involve holiday music, wine and a huge assortment of decor items. That's all I'm sayin. AND the fun will continue into tomorrow along with some packing and general errand running. Then we're off to M'town for delicious time with the family and all things Thankful.

My news reader. This has changed my life. I seek information. Crave it. Need it. I like to be informed. And once upon I time, I was visiting a huge list of sources daily to get said info. Enter RSS feeds - like magic, my info comes to me. And my network grows daily. I love that.

People like this and this. I'm inspired and humbled and a little awestruck.

Happy Friday all (TGIF) - hope your weekend holds all the entries on your own list.

Spare a Minute, Make a Difference

2008-11-20T18:03:00.002-06:00

This just in from Wayne at HSUS. Their trusty investigators have broken yet another investigation into the ongoing saga of the cruel puppymill industry - this one involving Petland.

You know my feelings on this issue, so thank you for allowing me this stage to highlight the latest offense.

There is simply no reason for this - not today - and we cannot stand for ongoing consumer deception about the origin of these furry friends. If you're so inclined, please take a moment and send an email to add your voice to the growing demand for justice.

We owe these animals nothing less. And it is certainly a start.

PS - let's encourage anyone planning to purchase a puppy as a holiday gift to 1) think twice and really evaluate whether that important choice is suited for a gift and 2) skip the pet store and instead visit a shelter where so many precious fur babies await forever homes.

Giving Thanks

2008-11-20T09:23:00.003-06:00

My blog reader grows exceptionally fast. It seems that every day I stumble upon several new blogs that strike a chord somewhere within. So - another entry to the blogroll. Another delightful spot to visit for inspiration, a new perspective, different thought patterns, myriad experiences.

And sometimes, I find an idea that I love so much - I just must participate.

So, here we go. I will attempt to spend the time before Thanksgiving posting daily on things I'm thankful for. The entries on that list far outweigh the days left until Turkey Day, and I do recognize how special and awesome that is. Without further ado, here is day one of my personal giving thanks series:

That guy up there is Hubby. We've been on the crazy, amazing, fun journey of marriage for just under 2 years now. And we've been together in some capacity for close to 7. He's kind of a saint. He puts up with me and loves me equally when I'm nice and shiny AND when I'm NOT nice and can't muster shine from anywhere, try as I might. He's supportive and there. All the time. Every day. And he's better at expression than me, but he understands my limits and accepts them. And so I tell him here what I can't always tell him (or show him) in the moment. Life got a whole lot better once he was in it. I hold my breath when he flies anywhere for work (and that happens a lot) until I'm sure he's on the ground safely because the thought of life without him inspires panic of a nature I'm not equipped to describe.

I'm happiest in the mundane activities of life these days- because they involve us. I love grocery shopping and lunch at our favorite deli and running in the park with our dogs - just because time spent with him is time treasured.

He almost never complains. I nag about clutter and he clears it away. He knows I love Christmas and he'll spend hours wondering through shops with me to find the perfect ornament even though I KNOW he'd rather be watching football. He'll pull out his computer and read the latest sports news while I watch yet another episode of "GH" or "9 - 0."

Every day he shows me patience and support and encouragement. And every day, even if I pout or whine or complain in the process, I fall in love - with him- all over again.

Happy Love Thursday. Don't forget to give thanks for those people and things and moments that complete your life. Thanks Hubby - love you. XOXO

A Love Like No Other

2008-11-18T09:32:00.004-06:00

I came across this moving tribute today perusing one of my favorite blogs and it moved me no end (as I'm sure you can imagine based on my propensity to OBSESS over animals. ALL animals, but dogs in particular).

I love Cisco's story and the beautiful way he blended with this family and the special relationship he shared with each of its members.

This is so true of dogs. There is simply no better love. Joy takes on new meaning when those little faces greet you with sheer excitement day after day, time after time. Waiting loyally for you to come home. They want nothing more. No agenda. No ulterior motive...just your love and your time and the occasional belly scratch and yummy treat.

I cannot fathom that final goodbye, although I know I'd make the same choice and I'd be there. In the room. Holding that beloved paw one last time. I applaud this family for recognizing that they owed that moment to Cisco. To repay in a small way the millions of moments he gave them over his lifetime.

He was a lucky dog. A loved dog. And he'll leave this world looking at the faces he loved most in it. I wish ALL dogs had a story like this one.

Tonight, I'll snuggle my guys extra close and give them 2 cookies instead of 1 before dinner. And in our own way, from afar, we'll honor Cisco and send good thoughts and many woofs to keep him company on his journey over the rainbow bridge. RIP sweet furry friend!

Celebration is in the Air

2008-11-17T08:42:00.003-06:00

This was a banner weekend for a couple of my best girlfriends and I thought their special news warranted a special post.

One friend is now engaged to marry the man of her dreams - in a fun island adventure that I'm sure will capture their spice and spirit perfectly. She's always added the right amount of spice to my life and I couldn't be happier for her. She stood with me on my wedding day and I cannot wait to return the favor. In the meantime though, congratulations Beck. May you enjoy every step of this journey to one of life's greatest moments.

And the other welcomed a gorgeous bundle of pink joy to the world. I cannot wait to meet Baby Emmy in person - I'm sure she has her Mommy's sweet spirit and disposition and already shares joy with all who encounter her.

As we head into the Thanksgiving holiday, I'm especially thankful for these treasured sisters of my heart and the many moments that bring us joy and give us reason to pop open the champagne.

Congrats again to you both! Bring on the Veuve!! XOXO

Sundays at Home

2008-11-16T19:01:00.003-06:00

Sometimes the power of a weekend to restart your jets and right all wrongs is just astounding.

Last week was one for the books at work; nothing in particular, just one of those weeks. By the time Friday arrived, I felt like I'd fought a couple of battles...suffice it to say, the weekend was earned!

Anyway, I digress...because I'm sitting here now on this lovely Sunday evening reflecting on another terrific weekend. We crossed many errands off our lists, made a few new lists (because let's face it that is just the way it is) and enjoyed ourselves all around. A few highlights:

We finally framed and hung a series of photos we've been meaning to get to for quite some time. We are very pleased with the results.

I visited the photography school that is just mere blocks away. Browsed the gallery and picked up a brochure and class schedule. I'm researching the specifics now, but hopefully I'll be able to join their ranks come January...

We celebrated a milestone birthday with great friends. A casual, laid back affair with good wine, good people and great conversation. Hard to top that combination.

Continued date night action with a lovely dinner at a neighborhood Italian joint. Yum, yum!

Did some shopping and started to organize our thoughts and processes for Xmas gifts. Bought a few items to add to my Christmas decor collection and discussed pulling out the tree next Friday to kickstart the transformation of Casa Carretta to Santa's Wonderland (this thrills me NO END).

Congratulated (from afar) and sent good thoughts and many prayers to my dear friend Robin as she welcomed her gorgeous daughter into the world. Welcome Miss Emmy - we can't wait to meet you in person.

Enjoyed a lovely Sunday at Home and recognized how very lucky we are indeed. Popcorn and a late afternoon movie snuggled on the couch with snow flurries falling. Reloading the ipod for a week of (at least) semi-regular workouts and typing this post surrounded by amazing smells coming from the kitchen as Hubby prepares dinner. Simple joys.

Cheers to a great week - hope your weekend recharged you!

Love is All Around

2008-11-13T15:07:00.004-06:00

I came across this reprint of a text message the other day and it struck a chord:

Rosa Parks sat so Martin could walk,

Martin walked so Obama could run,

Obama ran so my children could fly

Lest you think this is another political related post, rest assured that it is not. Sure, I could talk about this through a historical or political framework, but that isn't how it struck me and so it won't be the focus of this post.

It struck me because it is so true of us all and we can apply its meaning to all of our collective stories and experiences. We are truly so connected, even when we don't realize it or choose to ignore it.

We stand on the shoulders of great and wonderful giants and our paths and our experiences and our journeys are easier simply because theirs existed.

I think there is beautiful symmetry in that and I'm grateful when I think of the love and sacrifices others endured so that my story would be different. So that it would be better.

I'm thinking of all of them today; my Mom, Dad, Grandmothers & Grandfathers, Great-Grandparents, aunts, friends, mentors, bosses, and the millions of others whose experiences have shaped mine and marked my place in time.

To them I say: thank you for sitting so that I may walk. Thank you for walking so that I may run. And thank you for running; you'll be happy to know there are certainly days when I feel like I can fly.

I'm happy to continue the cycle and (hopefully) make it easier for those who follow me to fly.

Happy Love Thursday all - may you appreciate the love before you, embrace the love around you, and leave nothing but love behind you.

It's NOT a Review, It's a Recommendation

2008-11-10T22:17:00.003-06:00

I read a book over the weekend. It made me think. It challenged somoe of my core beliefs. It inspired me to revisit things I thought I knew. It reminded me of faith and what a gift and burden it presents (often simultaneously).

It made me want to examine my life, my actions, my beliefs...and it made me want to reinvigorate parts of my life that I've neglected for the past several years.

And...it made me want to call everyone I love and insist they curl up on the couch and read it in its entirety. So that they (you) too would be inspired, affected, touched.

Give it a read. I don't think you'll be disappointed (but do let me know, won't you?).

My Feet Prefer to Feel the BEAT (and other randomness)

2008-11-10T21:58:00.004-06:00

Ruminating on a few random topics lately:

Why do spin teachers fail in the most important task related to their teaching...the MUSIC?? Maybe it is just me, but there is nothing worse than being a few minutes into a super steep climb, knowing you have a long way to go, and then hearing Coldplay to help you get there. I love Coldplay. Have absolutely nothing against Chris and his buddies. But c'mon...when the resistance is cranked up high and I'm pushing to get to the top of the hill, I need a BEAT to chase. It seriously makes the difference in a butt kicking, awesome workout and a slow, painful journey to just make it to the end (of class). Bring on the beat people - I'll do my best to follow.

*image borrowed from Google Images' public photos

I adore the concept of in-shower body lotion. I mean seriously - this is brilliant. I love anything with a dual purpose - and add on top of that the magical task of shortening my getting ready time - I can barely contain my joy. I've discovered that using it a few times a week and then mixing in regular lotion application on the other days results in maximum (and consistent) moisturization.

Calling people out for work that is lacking in quality might be an important aspect of your job, but it is also guaranteed to produce a never ending stream of excuses (and maybe even a little attitude). This annoys me. Regularly.

I think Bare Minerals is pretty close to genius. And I wish the concept was mine. But I'll settle for using the products and reaping the benefits. Bring on the mineral veil.

I sometimes wonder if working from home one day a week consistently might change my world and solve all of my problems.

Just another manic Monday (hope yours was good).

Winter Daze Begins?

2008-11-08T13:11:00.004-06:00

We are having our first chilly/wintry day in Chicago - we've been SO lucky with weather so I'm not really complaining. I started the day with a run outside anyway...and actually enjoyed it. It was a little cold, but also invigorating. I'm making a commitment to myself that this winter will not be a repeat of last year. I'm in control...right? RIGHT?

My fabulous Mother-in-law has greatly contributed to my cause and she might not even know it. Want to know a fabulous way to spend part of a cold, winter-ish day?

Behold:

That's right folks. Courtesy of an early xmas present from the MIL, we are now proud owners of the Wii and Wii Fit! So far, my faves are the hula hooping, step aerobics and some of the yoga poses. Hubby and I have set our profiles (a little scary to see your "wii fit age," but no bother)...AND our goals.

Happy indoor playing!!

Simple Signs

2008-11-08T13:08:00.003-06:00

I notice signs all around (don't you?). My favorite signs are those that indicate the holidays are near. It's my very favorite time of year and THIS is my favorite sign that the season to be merry is just around the corner:Yep, the red cups are back at Starbucks! (I'm easy to please most of the time)

Happy early holidays all!

Love WILL Prevail

2008-11-06T08:44:00.003-06:00

I've been struggling to understand the passing of Prop 8 in California on Tuesday...that gorgeous state that is my adopted home. That stole my heart and gave me years of joy and changed my life forever by introducing me to Hubby. That inspired me over and over by its unrelenting acceptance of everyone. Every race. Every creed. Every orientation...no matter, we're all welcome in CA. I loved that...and I love it still.

I believe that deep down, the world does have more love than hate and that, when pressed, people will defer to the good in their hearts over the bad. I can't understand what led this particular electorate to make this choice that left love in the cold - at least for a moment.

But then, no legislation can really keep love from shining through the cracks. I've seen it in the images of peaceful protest, the emails and calls and Facebook statuses donated to continue the fight, reopen petitions, march on. To my immediate friends affected by this defeat, and to the millions who felt the sting around the world, I am sorry. But...love will prevail. There is no other way. No other option. We stand with you and we hold your hand...and we march on. On the same day of this shocking vote, we made history in our country and we chose hope over fear. We can do it again...and I have to believe that we will.

Happy Love Thursday all. May you feel the love that God wants us ALL to know. And may you spread it as far and as wide as you can.

*photo by Heidi Herrera (via Flickr) - I didn't have an image of my own to share this week!

It's A GOOD Feeling

2008-11-05T08:30:00.004-06:00

Just a brief post today because I don't really have words to convey my feelings. I just feel...good, positive, inspired, happy.

It is a new day. I am just overjoyed at yesterday's victory for farm animals in California. I have hoped and prayed and encouraged and watched and posted and begged for months on this one and I'm just so proud of Americans for rising above propaganda and fear based marketing tactics to make the compassionate choice for all creatures. It gives me hope.

Last night was certainly one for the history books; no matter your politics, I hope you watched and participated and witnessed this front row view of change.

Happy hump day all - I'm looking out over yet another gorgeous, warm and sparkly fall day in Chicago.

Being Part of History

2008-11-04T09:07:00.004-06:00

It is hard to believe that after 2 years, we are nearing the end of this historical campaign. Arguably one of the most important elections in history (if not the most important), the stakes are high today. As a rule, I avoid politics on this blog, but those of you who know me know that it is an important topic for me - another entry on my list of passions.

I awoke early this morning to a feeling of excitement. I turned on the TV and reveled in punditry during my get ready routine. I saw line after lengthy line at a variety of polling places on our commute to work. Streets were closed everywhere and signs of an impending rally are evident all around downtown Chicago. Colleagues are coming in late after a morning spent in line to vote.

Regardless of the outcome, this is one for the history books. This year, youth were mobilized, technology was utilized, change has been demanded, hope born again. Both sides have fought long, fought hard, turned every stone, knocked on every door. People of every race, creed, socio-economic status and background are standing in line together in cities and towns across the nation to cast their vote. To use their voice. To participate. To engage in our future and actively create a better world to leave our children.

This year, voters in my beloved California will speak for those with no voice and, hopefully, will change the cruel fates of millions of farm animals in their state and beyond.

This year, I hope we can recognize the importance of this election, appreciate the democratic process at work, know that it was a long race, an impassioned race, a race where both sides said things people didn't like to hear. And I hope that, whoever wins, we can leave the fight of the race on the field and move forward to fight in unity for our country and its citizens. Every last one of them.

It is inevitable. A new day dawns straight ahead. And I think it is a beautiful day for history. Can we move beyond the frustrations of the last 8 years and work to restore our country and communities to greatness? Can we embrace and understand and not fear every group and race and creed that makes us so strong, so varied, so free? Can we honor the ideals and the rights that giants before us fought and died for so we would have a better day, a better life, a better world? Can we teach our children the importance and the privilege of engaging in our politics and government? Can we approach this new day strong, engaged, determined, together?

The only response that comes to mind....Yes We Can.

Happy Election Day all. Please participate. Please vote.

How Do You Define Excitement?

2008-11-02T16:11:00.004-06:00

Click on the video to see how we do. :) This was taken on our drive to the park today. Enjoy!

Rolling Back the Clock

2008-11-02T15:52:00.007-06:00

BJ in "8 Mile" mode...

Shadows & lightEnjoying the view w/ Coop Coop in the city

Lovely fall day

Trees shedding colorful leaves

SO full of energy

A ground level view

Little man & lots of leaves

Charlie Brown tree - still beautiful

Coop en route to the park

You wouldn't know it from the amazing mild temps here in Chicago, but the time has changed and darkness is definitely settling in early - a sure sign of winter straight ahead.

We rose even earlier than usual thanks to the clock shift and we had a great day playing in the park and going for a fall nature walk near the water. Winter was definitely the farthest thing from our thoughts today. Fall seemed at its peak with every tree and most of the ground screaming with vibrant color.

I'm settling in for a few organizational tasks this evening and planning to make a big pot of soup as we prepare for the week. Have I mentioned how much I love fall??

Happy November all - I'm already thankful for this fabulous weekend and priceless Q time with my guys. Cheers to a great week!

A Warm Chicago Halloween

2008-11-02T15:38:00.004-06:00

The temps were just about perfect this weekend in Chicago and Halloween was actually on the warm side! We enjoyed every minute of being outdoors and had a blast at our neighborhood soiree - Trick-or-Treat on Southport.

All the shops and restaurants stay open late and give out candy to the kids - I guess you could say it is trick-or-treating city style! In any case, the kids are adorable and totally decked out, the dogs are super cute and the adults have a good time snagging drinks from the various bars along the street.

We finished things off with a doggie Halloween party at Dog-a-holics. The boys were in a costume contest, an ice cream licking contest, they bobbed for tennis balls and even tried some "bowser beer."

Good times all around and we hope the same was true for you. Thanksgiving is just around the corner...hard to believe how quickly the time flies by.

Happy Halloween Everyone!!

2008-10-31T09:26:00.002-05:00

2008-10-30T16:40:00.001-05:00

*photo by Enrico Fuente

Share the Love, Rock the Vote

2008-10-30T16:13:00.004-05:00

I officially exercised my right to vote today - and it felt good. Sometimes it seems as though I can't even remember a time when this campaign wasn't happening and after all the reading, watching, commenting, debating, hoping, praying, searching...standing in that line and touching that important screen felt amazing. My right. My privilege. My obligation. My voice.

Early voting came at a cost - the cost of my time - but the rewards made me forget that 2 hour wait almost before it was even over. In a fun Chicago twist, I met Oprah while waiting to vote. Yep - THE Oprah - not making it up. I love her, admire her, am often inspired by her. To see her in just that place at just that time was really pretty special (even if I am being a little schmaltzy). I said hello and her words to me were brief. And right on. "Hi! Get in there and let your voice be heard girl!" I did Oprah.

And I hope you all do too.

Happy LOVE THURSDAY - may you recognize this unique moment in time and share the love that got us here.

And because there is no way for me to NOT post about this, check this out if you need a little love reminder (but have a tissue handy too). A special thank you to the law officials who helped this Mama Bear in her time of need.

Special Friends

2008-10-28T13:49:00.002-05:00

I have never been one of those people to consistently keep up with huge groups of friends. I've certainly known an amazing variety of folks through my various life stages, but at the end of the day, I have a pretty small circle of the kind of friends that just make life worth living. These are women who have known me at my best and my worst and loved me equally. They've helped to shape me, change me, inspire me and keep me going when I needed them the most.

It has been my life's journey to be geographically separated from my best friends more often than not. This has created stress and doses of sadness for sure, but the more important side effect has been the incredible ways in which those relationships have flourished anyway. We've proven that distance is no barrier and that the love of a friend doesn't equate to the frequency that you're in the same place at the same time.

Today, I am thinking of one friend in particular. She is embarking on such an exciting new chapter in her life...she will welcome an undoubtedly gorgeous baby girl (trust me - with her gene pool, there is simply no other way for this to turn out) into the world in just a couple of short weeks. This friend is creativity personified. She is bubbly and warm and can lighten any load in a matter of moments. She transcends labels and stereotypes and truly just spreads joy everywhere she goes - every single day.

Rob, welcome to this limitless space of the blogosphere - I'm thrilled to be connected with you in yet another place. Thank you for your friendship, your inspiration and all the ways you've made my world better. Just by being you. That is one lucky kid.

We Heart Halloween

2008-10-26T14:15:00.003-05:00

My love of holidays is no secret and having dogs makes me enjoy all holidays even more. We got an early start to our Halloween fun this weekend. Hubby and I spent Saturday night in Park Ridge with the niece and nephew and about 20 other kids for a little house party. The costumes were adorable and we had a great time catching up with family.

The fun continued today with a Halloween pet parade sponosored by one of our favorite little doggie shops. Besides an early mishap (I screwed up the time, so we missed the beginning and had to join the pups at the park instead of the store), it was a really fun day. The dogs were adorable, the weather was perfect and our little froggie and monkey enjoyed themselves immensely (even if Cooper wasn't a huge fan of his costume).

Stay tuned for next weekend's post about our neighborhood event - Trick-or-Treat on Southport!

We hope your weekend was just as fun!

Peace

2008-10-26T14:12:00.003-05:00

I began one workday really early last week and was feeling a little stressed and just needing a break. On the drive to work, I noticed it was a particularly beautiful fall day, and when I got to my office - eerily quiet since I was the only one there - I was greeted by this amazing sunrise. Nothing better to add a little perspective. It was Friday before I knew it...

It's The Little Things...

2008-10-26T14:03:00.002-05:00

I am kind of particular about certain things. Like eyebrows. Eyebrows are important; they frame your face and if someone has a mishap with the waxing, things appear uneven - like for example, my whole face!

After much searching and trial and error (more error than anything), I have finally found a great esthitician in Chicago. Thanks to my fabulous sis-in-law Robin for the referral.

Anyway, I love Alina - she's terrific and my brows are definitely rebounding under her care. Beyond evening things out though, she's reminded me of the importance of details. I love everything about her shop. It is super tiny and she is a one woman shop, so only sees one client at a time. But everything from the actual location to the decor when you enter to her peaceful disposition really makes you feel so relaxed and doted on...it feels indulgent. And luxurious. And I love every minute I'm there - every time I go.

Reminded me it is really the little things that set the stage for the greater experience.

Love Through the Cracks

2008-10-23T11:55:00.003-05:00

I've been thinking a lot about love lately. Lots of different thoughts, many different lenses to shift perspective, but the same core theme.

I've thought of love through the lens of politics and struggled to understand why so many adamantly deny any form of love in a world so riddled with hate. Since I can't solve this complex problem, I mollify myself with the reality that our country gives us the freedom to not only have those types of views and opinions, but the freedom to express them. And part of enjoying that freedom is recognizing others' rights to hold opinions and views I don't agree with - or even that I despise. And that is something I can love.

I've thought of love through the lens of personal experience and I've realized I'm infinitely blessed because I have not walked one step in my life without a full network of love and support to catch me if I fall.

I've thought of love's role in the bigger picture of life's journey and realized that finding my life's partner was my greatest gift. I live that love every day and it makes me relish in the normal and find magic in the mundane. Even when my expression of it is less than stellar, it is there. And it fuels everything in me that shines.

Happy LOVE Thursday everyone - may you recognize love in the cracks of your life- after all, that is where the light comes through.

Last Haircut til Spring!

2008-10-19T18:48:00.004-05:00

The boys and I had a very productive weekend. My aforementioned love of lists was in full effect and I crossed many errands off. Top of which was Jack's final grooming of the season - the temps are getting cooler here in Chicago so we went in for one final styling session. This time we just did the basic trim so he doesn't look too much different - just clean and fluffy and lovable.

While Jack was getting the full treatment, I did my usual self grooming job on Cooper. Thanks to some doggie ice cream, it was actually a fairly simple session and he looks adorable if I do say so myself - albeit slightly crooked - but whatever.

We just finished a brisk fall walk and since we'd just done the bath thing, I pulled out the boys' coats to keep them cozy. They weren't thrilled at first, but they warmed to the idea (note the pun) pretty quickly.

Here's hoping your snug this fall evening - in front of a fire with warm tea and maybe some yummy soup. Have a wonderful week!

Jackson before...

Cooper before...Jackson after - a close up! See how fluffy and huggable??Cooper after - you can't tell b/c he had just rubbed his head all over his bed making his hair crazy like this, but he actually looks pretty good and we cut a good bit of scruff off him!Both boys snuggly warm & ready for our evening walk. XOXO