Thursday, May 19, 2011


The achievement of human flight has long been a fascination and dream of mine. While other 2nd graders played with Barbie, I learned about Orville and Wilbur Wright. By the age of 7, I had busted my lip no less than 5 times (3 in one day, which resulted in time-out and brief physics lesson) jumping off various objects attempting to fly. Or at least float. As a side note, I think I understood gravity, but I’m horribly hubristic (with a massive capacity for denial) when I want something enough. 

Yes, it's a fan you wear like a back pack and a parachute! That's it!

And then I see this. Today, I saw the next best thing to Icarus’s wings (before he flew too close to the sun and they melted). He ran, jumped, and flew. No cliffs, no airplane, no joke. And very little equipment either! 

I screamed at my mom to come look. She ignored me probably because me screaming is at least a twice daily occurrence, and something my momlearned to ignore a long time ago in the interest of maintaining her sanity. Luckily my dad gave up any efforts to save his sanity years ago, and answered the phone.

I’m probably going to order one off Ebay tonight.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Adventure Town

I received an early birthday present Friday night from the lovely Dr. J. I've been wanting a kayak for a while now, but I've been to lazy/cheap to cruise Craig's List for a good deal. Luckily I have minions to do this kind of work for me  someone loves me a lot.

Saturday, we set out for a little float trip down Wills Creek. The flow of the creek was perfect...gentle, but fast enough to not have to paddle a lot. The number of fallen trees in the water requiring skilled paddling to avoid was not so perfect. Lets just say we lost 3 fishing rods, a little skin, and a lot of pride in our abilities.

Yours truly managed not to flip. I may have slipped off a muddy bank and into chest deep water though.

Anyways,  it was incredibly fun and I can't wait to use my kayak again. I'm glad to have friends and a future husband to do this kind of stuff with! Next time I will be applying copious amounts of bug spray prior to paddling away. My bug bites look like something out of Jumanji bit me.

Pig....In Boots

This Pig...In Boots is the cutest thing ever. In the interest of journalistic neutrality, I am obsessed with the idea of a pet pig, so I realize normal people may not think Cinders is all that cute. Even a pig-hater would have to be amused by this picture, however.

I can't look at this picture without thinking about Puss in Boots (voiced by Antonio Banderas) saying "Puss...In Boots" every time he introduces himself in Shrek. If you've seen the movie, you know the ellipses represent a very dramatic and weighty pause.

And if Cinders wasn't cute enough for you, I present...

Another extremely cute Pig...In Boots. This piggy borrowed his boots from a stuffed Paddington Bear! It just pulls at my heart strings I tell ya.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Memory Lane

I had a minor panic attack Monday night when I realized I needed to order my wedding invites THIS MONTH! I already had them picked out, but I had a few details I hadn't worked out (enclosure card vs no card, etc). So I pulled out all of YOUR wedding invitations. Every one is different and beautiful.  It was such a walk down memory lane. I remember the excitement leading up to each of these weddings. I chunk birthday cards and thank you notes left and right, but I will keep these forever.

I have a thing for nice paper. I like the way it feels, the way it smells, the way the ink looks. Good paper only gets better with age (to me anyway). Its sentimental value grows. And in an age where so much is digital, I love the fact that the wedding invitation isn't heading that way anytime soon.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011


I might have bought a few cupcakes on the way home today. They remained intact for roughly 2 seconds. It would have been less, but some dumb-a pulled out in front of me and I had to switch from cupcake destroyer mode to save the cupcakes! mode. At that moment, I would have done anything to protect those cupcakes.

Here's the thing: cake is my favorite food. Well, one of my favorite foods. I can't pick between turnip greens, salmon, a great salad, and cake. (Can you say, "One of these things is not like the other"?)

I might have also eaten a 5 Guys Burger. The worst part is I can't blame low blood sugar, hunger, or a delicious aroma wafting from the store. I premeditated this plan last night, while lying in bed hungry. (Before you think I got all diet-y on you, I eat every 3 hours. I stayed up too late last night reading and got hungry, but I didn't want to eat at 11:30, so I tried to go to sleep. It worked, but later backfired when I enacted the above plan.)

The other worst part occurred once I became guilt stricken and tried unsuccessfully to pawn the cupcakes off on my parents. I now have four 1/2 cupcakes left. My mom ate one bite. I'll let you guess who ate the other bites....

Tuesday, February 8, 2011


I've kept this secret for quite a while now, but I've been training for a wrastlin' match.* Just call me Sensual Nova. Apparently that my wrastlin' name. I'm pretty sure this website stole my identity and gave my compy a virus after I entered my name, but it still made me laugh.** Also, Sensual Nova sounds more like a stripper name and less like a female wrastler, but the wrastlin' name generator has spoken, and you just can't argue with that.

*Denotes a total lie. But I did see this flyer at the gym, so it's kind of like me training for a wrestling match. Maybe.

**Possibly a lie. But the website is sketchy, so don't blame me if your computer shuts down or someone opens ten Capital One cards in your name.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

True Life

As it turns out, new phones don't help your photography skillz

I got a new phone, and have come to several realizations.

1. I'm not as technologically savvy as I appear. I still don't understand the point of RSS feeds. And, now I'm giving up on ever understanding or using them.

2. I am very resistant to change. If you got married, you are still in my phone under your maiden name. I do not plan to change this policy anytime in the forseeable future. And I do apologize, but you're just going to have to deal with that. Also, I will probably continue to refer to you in person using only your maiden name. 

3. I have an embarrasing number of restaurants in my contact list. Jimmy John's should not be on speed dial. Also, the cooks at Huddle House should not know you by name. This is just something I'm going to have to work on...ok? If there was a Jimmy John's where I lived, it would still be on speed dial. See #2.