Every day life away from the business
Every girls needs a hero. Someone in a metaphorical cape to rescue her from some precarious situation. I found mine a few weeks ago when I was sitting perched on a forklift, stalled out and staring at a large macro bin of grapes that somehow needed to get from our cold room at work to…
I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in a while– I wake up often so even though I’m physically in bed for about 6 hours, I’m only really asleep for much less than that. So when I went to sleep tonight, and was awakened by a horn honking, that sounded like it originated from a…
Did I mention Kate, Kraig and I went to the Clippers game (Cleveland’s AAA affiliate) on Sunday? It’s really the only way to spend a Sunday…
Why do people seemed so shocked to hear I enjoy watching batting practice? I always have. I purposefully finished pre-game responsibilities early to watch it (much to a certain coach’s chagrin) but I like getting to the yard early to see it. People are consistently floored to hear this, as if I’m bs-ing them. I…
I’m staying in the same hotel as the Mets (read: David Wright) so in an effort to not be a stalker, I go directly to my room after the game tonight. But I’m antsy, so I take all my make up off, put my workout clothes on and get a run and lift in. I…
I’m writing this 36,000 feet in the air on my phone, hoping that I will in fact be able to save this post despite being in airplane mode. Fingers crossed. *Update: a draft does in fact save locally. Score one for me and technology. But mostly me.* I’m flying to Ohio to surprise my friend…
My cousin Dayna lives in Denver and has a blog. She is a fabulous writer and consistently entertains me with all of her posts. Since my life is completely uninteresting at the moment, I invite you to look at her blog, where you will find the humor you were hoping to find here. You can…
**Fair warning. This is a long, drawn out chronicle of my atrocious experience with Directv. It drips with sarcasm because I’m fed up with their “service” and you may choose to skip this post if you’re not completely bored out of your mind looking for something to kill 20 minutes.** I’m in the business of…
Nothing says summer like the aroma of my sunless tanning lotion so that my white legs don’t offend as I expose unwitting parties to them when the temperature climbs. You’re welcome.
