Take me out to the ballgame….and Funday Monday


Today is Opening Day. Hooray! Go O’s. We are showing our hometown pride and both of us are decked out in orange and black. Very exciting times for our city.

But the truth is…I like going to games but I only kinda like baseball. Let me stop you right there and explaining before you start hating me. I love the dedication of the players. Their athleticism. It’s awesome. I would never be able to do that [without oodles of steroids]. I even know some of the players. I remember those of yore. I am a full on, hometown-loving/supporting girl. I LOVE going to games. For like two-three hours. Max. I like to go to Pickles and have a few Bo’s, a sausage and peppers, peanuts. Some Cracker Jacks. I love hanging out with my friends. I enjoy people watching.

Baseball means to me: socializing. Cheering. Friends. Beer. Food. Cute players (Throwback holla to Brady Anderson). Here is what I wish I knew about baseball: how to do the secret hand claps that people do throughout the game. Our friend S knows all of them. She has not taught them to me – is there a conspiracy? Is it because I go to games to have a rad time instead of knowing who’s on first? S knows so much about baseball and is so helpful with the explaining. She is also the reason that I know anything about the baseballs in general.

Last year, our dear Lauren scored some amazing seats and invited me. After a rousing traffic and Queen filled ride with her and G to the park, we headed to Pickles for a few treats. Once we got into the park and nestled into our seats – WOW – I was blown away. We were so close that the husband was worried for me. His sage advice before I left for the game: You are going to die. I know you are going to be talking and not watching what is happening on the field and the chance of you getting a bat to the head is so, so high. WATCH WHAT IS HAPPENING, PLEASE.

Clearly I made it through. But I had never been so close! I could totally see the little secret hand signals the players were giving to each other. It was really fun. The people watching was at an all time high. FB makes baseball so much better – I even met up with some old friends after posting status updates! Hooray for social networking! I cannot wait to do it again.

So – Go, O’s. Win big this year. Save me a drink and a snack- I’ll see you in a few weeks.

Funday Monday things:

  • Most of you have probably seen this by now but it is still amazing:

Billy Joel and Jimmy Fallon


  • Let’s all live off the grid – this makes it not look so bad. Or like we will be writing manifestos while hiding out in the woods while wearing tin foil hats.
  • This guy in Germany boiled and dyed over 10,000 eggs and hung them from his tree:

K: that tree is gonna stink

L: are they real or plastic

also, i love that that is where you go

K: real



L: instead of, wow, that looks labor intensive, or wow, so pretty

K: i immediately thought that after i was like “ooh pretty”

L: i went so labor intensive then so pretty

  • Drop Bears. Seriously? Yes. I am going to watch this.

Challenge Extended


Today, Katie and I have a challenge for you all, dear readers.

Challenge: Use one or all of the following vocab words in a sentence today. With a straight face.

  • Herculean
  • Nonplussed
  • Vacillate

And then report back.

We have done this successfully so far today and would love to hear your results. Katie executed this nicely at lunch with an unexpecting, young co-worker, who looked a tad nonplussed, himself…

So on another note, are you enjoying our blog? Are we as hilarious as we think we are? Leave us some comments so we know what you like. You know, so we don’t think we’re just posting out there into the void. VALIDATION!

And now for your daily LOLz.

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Spring Break and Innies vs. Outies


I’m back from South Cackalacky! I just flew home and boy are my arms tired. I had a lovely trip with my sister. My brief trip was filled with laughter, beautiful weather, delicious food and relaxing strolls around the town.


I have to tell you, I was most excited about sharing with you, faithful readers, that I tried whey! We went to a fabulous, hidden gem of a restaurant and one of the small plates we ordered was carrot soup with green curry, roe and whey. The whey is the frothy egg looking thing on the top. I have to say – it was delicious. I highly recommend.

We had several rounds of pot du creme – all were so delicious. Sage advice: always choose that for dessert.

I thought I would share some highlights from my trip:


I took a few pics for our resident commenter, Miss M. I really loved these moments and I knew you would, too.

Transition home from the beautiful place as well as the company of my awesome sister has been difficult although I have to say that I really missed the husband and child and have been delighted to see them. The only thing that would have made this trip better would be if they, along with my BIL, were with us. But don’t worry,  there was plenty of hilarity, high 5’s and great times.


As you can imagine, I’m delighted to be reunited with our dear friend Lauren. How have I missed you. I shall count the ways. I was in love with her post yesterday, as it really depicted her and also made me love her even more. It was very truthful. I thought you all would like a little extrovert opinion, as I am an extrovert and it is not always easy for us, either. On the Myers Briggs scale, I am an ENFJ. Boy is that ever true.

Here are some extrovert problems that I suffer from:

 Extrovert Problems: When everyone around us is in a sad mood, so we get sad, too.


Me. All. The. Time. I am generally a super happy person but when I am surrounded by sadness, I cannot stop it from seeping into my mood. It can encompass me almost immediately and I have to constantly fight to get out of that place. Don’t be mistaken – I can be sad, too. I just don’t like to be and work hard at it.

Extrovert problems  Doesn't happen often, but sometimes I really don't feel like talking.

I talk a lot. Pretty much all the time. In every situation. I tend to feed off the energy of other people but don’t necessarily have to interact with anyone. Sometimes, I just don’t have anything to say but I just really like to have you in the room with me. I’m usually  not mad. Actually, if I’m mad, you probably know it.

Orange background, black text: [Extrovert problem 32: Being told to ‘calm down’ and ‘stop being so annoying’ when you are expressing your joy and excitement about something.] submitters note: does anyone else feel like you’ve been punched in the gut when this happens? :’D Mod Note: Only all the time. Submitted by Ramember http://ramember.tumblr.com/

Guess what? I’m loud. I’m excitable. I am passionate. I’m going to be the LOUDEST one cheering you on. Ain’t no shame. And I’m not going to stop. But, sometimes, I like to be quiet. Rare. But it happens.

Describes someone I know hahahahaErrrrrrrryday. In fact, the other day, when I was in the ‘Bucks, I had to bite my tongue to refrain from starting a conversation with a man who had a giant cast on his arm. I wanted to talk to him so badly it hurt. I am self-aware enough to know that he would have thought I was creepy.


Lately there has been all of this talk about Introverts and how to deal with them. But what about people like me? In case you haven’t noticed, an introvert is really the Yin to my Yang. Lauren is one. The husband is one. Pretty sure the sister is as well. And you know what? I have never been able to be myself and feel as accepted as I do when I hang out with them. I’m loud. I have opinions. My personal space bubble is pretty small. I’m probably going to touch your arm or hand when we talk (please let this be your notice that I am NOT a close talker). Don’t be freaked out.do you have a new member that is an extrovert? nourish their outgoing personality!#extrovert #HowToLoveMe -- Whooo boy especially number 3! Too much enthusiasm I don't know what to DO with it all!!! :D

Most importantly, I don’t care what you are. An innie. An outie. I care that you are a good person. That you have a strong moral compass. That you are loving, funny, honest. I’m a steadfast, true friend. It has taken me a long time to figure that part out. So I leave you with some things that make me happy and inspire me.


Cheers, friends!

C is for creative/ Imaginative

Acceptance: It's taken me a little bit to get to this point, Mainly because you say one thing but act another way and do other things. Despite that, I am your friend and will continue to be your friend through out.Sometimes We Expect More From Others... Pictures, Photos, and Images for Facebook, Tumblr, Pinterest, and TwitterThink I only have two real friends that this is true with. <3 True friendships are extremely rare to come across. hold on to those people.

As if I could be any weirder, I went through an Ermahgerd phase a while ago. It makes me laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh so hard. Ermahgerd Crossstitch Pattern by CraftComplex on Etsyhey look it's me. hope the evil duck. i have laser beam eyes, don't look too close. @Ruth H. H. Wayson @Autumn Eaken FifieldI have a disease called Awesome. You won't understand because you don't have it.Let's see what we can do to remedy that.giggity giggity

On Being Introverted – Lauren


I am an introvert.  I prefer to see my friends in small groups, one on one. If I can get away with it, I won’t answer the phone.  Ever. I much prefer texts and emails. First of all, I can get all of my thoughts out correctly…  this blog has been cathartic…  but also, I like to not be available.  Like, I will respond when I am ready. 

Self Portrait: 

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Let me be clear, only a few people call me. My closest friends and a few family members.  And I love them all. So it’s not like I am avoiding them because I dread speaking with them. I honestly need time to prepare myself for interaction.  Mom’s calling? *Sigh, I am about to pour juice. Maybe in an hour when I have watched a show, gone to the gym, and eaten dinner I will be mentally prepared.  (I love you mom!) 


And I get endless comments, “Oh, looked who decided to answer her phone!”  “Well, there you are, I called you yesterday!”  Listen, people.  I am doing my best. In this world where we are all connected all of the time, I still need alone time.  Yes, I like to see what other people are up to and I am an infamous web searcher, Facebook stalked, pinterest browser, and so on, but that’s me going to them, interacting on my own terms.  

Try to force me and I won’t even text you back. That’s when you know.


Now there are some people who understand me so fully that they don’t give me crap and I honestly am much more likely to want to interact with them.  They are few and far between.  Some people seem to part of my subconscious, not an external force trying to impose themselves on me. And for that, I love you. (All 3, maybe 4 of you).


For those of you who think I am just cranky and antisocial, let me see if I can explain it to you.  I love my friends!  My coworkers! My family is my world. So I love making plans and being busy. But no matter what the event, no matter how fun it will be, the hours leading up, I am really wondering if I have to go.  Is there an acceptable reason to cancel?  Is that snow too dangerous? I have a cough, I don’t want to infect you…


And you know what is the funniest part? I have now dated a few intros and a few extros, and I have to tell you, even though I feel dragged into things when dating the extros, when dating an intro we get sucked up into each other’s idiosyncrasies, canceling on our friends all the time because one of us always had a reason, being too in our heads and not interacting healthily.  Talk about communications issues…  So, extroverts for me.  Thanks for dragging me into life, George.  Love you.   

Some advice and funnies:

Myths about Introverts – I thought I would go through and help debunk… or affirm. 

  • Myth #1 – Introverts don’t like to talk.
This is not true. Introverts just don’t talk unless they have something to say. They hate small talk. Get an introvert talking about something they are interested in, and they won’t shut up for days.
  • Myth #2 – Introverts are shy.
Shyness has nothing to do with being an Introvert. Introverts are not necessarily afraid of people. What they need is a reason to interact. They don’t interact for the sake of interacting. If you want to talk to an Introvert, just start talking. Don’t worry about being polite.
  • Myth #3 – Introverts are rude.
Introverts often don’t see a reason for beating around the bush with social pleasantries. They want everyone to just be real and honest. Unfortunately, this is not acceptable in most settings, so Introverts can feel a lot of pressure to fit in, which they find exhausting.
  • Myth #4 – Introverts don’t like people.
On the contrary, Introverts intensely value the few friends they have. They can count their close friends on one hand. If you are lucky enough for an introvert to consider you a friend, you probably have a loyal ally for life. Once you have earned their respect as being a person of substance, you’re in.
  • Myth #5 – Introverts don’t like to go out in public.
Nonsense. Introverts just don’t like to go out in public FOR AS LONG. They also like to avoid the complications that are involved in public activities. They take in data and experiences very quickly, and as a result, don’t need to be there for long to “get it.” They’re ready to go home, recharge, and process it all. In fact, recharging is absolutely crucial for Introverts.


  • Myth #6 – Introverts always want to be alone.
Introverts are perfectly comfortable with their own thoughts. They think a lot. They daydream. They like to have problems to work on, puzzles to solve. But they can also get incredibly lonely if they don’t have anyone to share their discoveries with. They crave an authentic and sincere connection with ONE PERSON at a time.
  • Myth #7 – Introverts are weird.
Introverts are often individualists. They don’t follow the crowd. They’d prefer to be valued for their novel ways of living. They think for themselves and because of that, they often challenge the norm. They don’t make most decisions based on what is popular or trendy.
  • Myth #8 – Introverts are aloof nerds.
Introverts are people who primarily look inward, paying close attention to their thoughts and emotions. It’s not that they are incapable of paying attention to what is going on around them, it’s just that their inner world is much more stimulating and rewarding to them.
  • Myth #9 – Introverts don’t know how to relax and have fun.
Introverts typically relax at home or in nature, not in busy public places. Introverts are not thrill seekers and adrenaline junkies. If there is too much talking and noise going on, they shut down. Their brains are too sensitive to the neurotransmitter called Dopamine. Introverts and Extroverts have different dominant neuro-pathways. Just look it up.
  • Myth #10 – Introverts can fix themselves and become Extroverts.
A world without Introverts would be a world with few scientists, musicians, artists, poets, filmmakers, doctors, mathematicians, writers, and philosophers. That being said, there are still plenty of techniques an Extrovert can learn in order to interact with Introverts. (Yes, I reversed these two terms on purpose to show you how biased our society is.) Introverts cannot “fix themselves” and deserve respect for their natural temperament and contributions to the human race. In fact, one study (Silverman, 1986) showed that the percentage of Introverts increases with IQ.


Think you might be introverted, but not sure? Here is a quick quiz you can take.   Of course not all of these scenarios are true all the time for either introverts or extroverts.  Sometimes we all want to be social and sometimes we all need alone time.  It’s about what your life trends are. 

So, I’ll leave you with this. I know that most of my images are usually jokes, funny.  I would like to say that, while funny, the above images are 100% accurate. True.  This is how I feel.  Not exaggerated.

Apartment Balcony Green Space – Check!


Yesterday I shared with you my hopes and dreams to have an awesome outdoor space.  Today I say, TO DA!  I went to Lowes and IKEA and moved some of my plants back outside for the season.  I even planted some seeds.  Let’s see if they actually germinate.  Or if my dog eats the dirt.  As she did earlier.  

So here’s what I did.

New table to go with our AMAZINGLY COMFORTABLE folding chairs.  Please note one of the aforementioned ever-reproducing spider ferns…  if you want one I’d be happy to give you one. 


I bought some hangy planters for iceberg lettuce (for the boyfriend, who will not eat any other type of salad greens) and some spinach (cuz that’s what I like). 


And then I wanted something for the corner, something with layers / tiers.  Not quite what I had in mind, but I couldn’t find the stairs-esque rolly thing on which to place planters, and this seemed like the right size for my tiny space (and it was $20).


Also, you should know, I built that with me own two hands.  **please read that in the intended Scottish brogue.  ME OWN TWO HANDS! 

I know what you’re thinking.  “You’re burly, marine boyfriend didn’t put it together for you?”  Um.  No.  A) I am capable. There were limited parts and easy Swedish instructions. B) The big guy is sick. And watching Hook. (Bang-a-rang!) C) I wanted to build it with me own two hands.   

So, outdoor space:


Now, I just need weather to be a tad warmer and to teach Bella not to eat my plants.  Or the dirt. 

Spring time. NAILED IT! – Lauren


So it is nearly spring. Spring is nigh.  Henceforward, I expect 60+ degree weather.  

Too much to ask? 



So I am not coaching middle-school lacrosse this year.  I have coached the past 8+ years.  My 11-13-yr-old laxers were adorable, ridiculous, sometimes clever, usually horrible lacrosse players, drama queens, couldn’t go an hour without complaining on needing to pee… 


I miss them, but I am too competitive.  And now I get to come home to be with the puppy, take her for hikes, runs, etc. 

Spring = outdoor time.  I want to make my tiny, apartment balcony outdoor area awesome.  Friendly.  Stocked with plants, veggies growing, set up for wine drinking and quiet afternoon reading. 



Ideally with some solar panel lights, gorgeous frondy, viney flowers, comfy seating, surround sound, wireless music, built-in bar and grill, 6-person hot tub….  Oh wait….  It’s an 8’x8’ apartment balcony too close to the highway and looking directly into the homes of strangers.  

Realistically, I want to grow some tomatoes, maybe some herbs, sit outside and read with some wine occasionally.  I have big dreams.  Or as my mom would say,  “champagne taste with a beer budget.” 

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Ok, that’s only half true.  I don’t like “things.”  I like spaces.  Events.  Activities.  Memories.  Trips.  I like to be clutter free and surrounded by oxygen-producing plants.  My spider ferns reproduce like bunnies, but they make me feel more secure (I’m an asthma kid…  ). 

Have you seen those “NAILED IT” images?  The perfect cake, decoration, etc., then recreated by lay people with DISASTEROUS results.   I oftentimes try to recreate these things and land on the disaster side.  Here are some things I wish I could recreate for my house.  But I don’t know where to start.  How to use  tools.  If I have tools.  Where to buy parts.  Etc. you see the issue. 

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Anyway, I bought some seeds, a window box, and some potting soil.  Stay tuned for updates. 

From Florida to Hiking in Maryland – Lauren


And…  I’m back from Florida…  land of palm trees (non-native species, of course), sunburns, and leathery retired people.  I have to tell you, even though I was on an island on the gulf, salt water, I was convinced that every puddle or pond held at least 15 gators.  In fact, I would do my best larry-the-cable-guy-voice, “I bet dere’s a gator in dere!”  Every time. 


Katie is off to SC to visit her favorite sister, and I am back – at least I missed the snow! 

SO back to reality.  I took my puppy for a hike today.  It was a blast, not too muddy, and not many other people out.  Peaceful.  But when I am hiking, I think about all the funny, dangerous, ridiculous things that could happen. 

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You’ve heard the stories. You’ve seen 127 hours.  If you haven’t read Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail, it is awesome.  About a woman whose life is messed up, so she’s like, yeah, I can hike the Pacific Crest Trail.  Experience?  Pssh.  Shoes that fit?  Pssh.  A reasonably sized pack?  Pssh.  And all the shenanigans that ensue. 


Anyway, my kind of hiking is the kind where I don’t even need a pack.  I bring my keys and my phone.  Not to call for help if something happens…  to take pics of my adorable fluffy dog on the hour-long hike.  I’m a BAMF.  I know. 


So for those of you whose minds also wander…  or enjoy outdoor / hiking humor  (or for the .5% of the population who actually hike into the mountains and battle frostbite, snake bites, and death by cliff falls), enjoy the below humor. 


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