Alaska Things

Last time we left off, we made it to cruise day. We checked out of our hotel and Ubered over to the port to meet up with Ken and Keke so we could get some early “windjammin” in. The buffet on Royal Caribbean ships is called Windjammer, and we have henceforth made it a verb. So our inside joke since our RC cruise to Mexico is that we windjam. We invite each other to windjam if we know we’ll be eating a lot and if our pants don’t fit, we windjammed too hard. But when we are on the ship, the windjamming is strong in all of us.

Ok, got off track there. I’m glad we got to the port early, because even as a Gold member, the lines to check in were crazy. Our friends, Cheyanne and her husband Ricky, were also cruising with us, but they arrived a bit later, just in time for the computers to shut down. It took them two hours to get through the line and the ship left over an hour late because of the back up. Thank goodness we missed that. I would not have been a happy camper. This was the line when we were there and that was already poking at my newly discovered claustrophobia.

While Cheyanne and Ricky were waiting in line, Ken, Keke, hubs, and I were already eating, drinking, exploring the ship, and checking out the port views.

Our cruise was 7 nights and it stopped in Juneau, Skagway, and Victoria, British Columbia. The first couple days of the cruise were at sea. I’d love to tell you that I spent my time seeing shows and being active, but we just windjammed and bar-hopped for two days straight. It was pretty gloomy and wet for half of the trip, so we used our imagination and drank champagne while taking in the “scenery.”

I did walk by the gym so that was pretty active of me. I also managed to climb the stairs instead of take the elevator for three days and ended up getting a stair badge I didn’t even know existed on my Fitbit. #fitbunnymom

Our first stop was in Juneau.

Stole the pic above straight from Cheyanne. I swear she was on the trip with us with her mom and her uncle. They all managed to allude my camera most of the trip. I do not understand how this happened as the girl loves a camera on her!

Back to Juneau. Juneau is an extremely small town and it’s Alaska’s capital. It was also the only port where we had an excursion planned. We booked a Mendenhall Glacier Trek which was an hour kayak to an ice cave that you can explore and then afterwards, you’re able to walk on top of the glacier. We were all really excited about this excursion, but…it was cancelled because the water was too choppy. Whomp, whomp. We were all really bummed.

Another tour guide tried to get us to book a helicopter ride and told us his excursion was the only one still running and all the other helicopters had been cancelled. I don’t know how he thought that was an enticing offer as I could barely see the mountains in front of my face from the ground. I was not about to pay to not see them from the sky too.

Instead, we all took a bus over to the Mendenhall Glacier because that’s what we really wanted to see. We hiked about a mile up to it and the weather cooperated for the most part.

Mendenhall Glacier is in the middle and on the right is Nugget Falls. Even in the gloom, it was still beautiful in person. I don’t think the pictures can do it justice. We spent some time getting close to the falls and taking pictures. I’m glad we had the experience, but it wasn’t what we had been looking forward to for 6 months so we were all a little meh about the day.

One thing that was really cool was seeing large chunks of blue ice floating in the water during the cruise and around the glacier.

We spent a couple hours at the glacier and falls and finally made our way back to the bus, just in time for it to start raining again. So we didn’t get lucky with our excursion but at least we did get lucky to not get caught in the rain.

Once we were back in town, we stopped at a tavern to have a drink and some dinner. I can’t remember the name of the place but it was the only tavern in town, they were insanely crowded, and had very entertaining liquor pricing.

Hubs and I split the reindeer sausage (delicious) and the crab cakes (super meh). We walked back to the shuttle to the ship afterwards because it was a little crowded in the restaurant for our taste. We were also pretty annoyed that we had to pay for the shuttle but no one ever took our ticket both ways.

So overall, Juneau is a really small town and there’s not much to do there so we didn’t love it. The whole excursion cancellation really put a damper on the area for us too because we were all *so* looking forward to seeing an ice cave and walking on a glacier, but what can you do? We made the most of our day, got back to the ship, and resumed our nightly activities of excessive drinking and windjamming.

Our next stop was Skagway which was infinitely better. More on that next post. ūüôā


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Seattle Things

Two weeks ago, I returned from a nice, long, and probably my most deserved vacation. We flew out to Seattle for a couple days, then went on¬†a 7-night Alaskan cruise with friends. Vacationing with friends is the best. Not the best on my liver or pant’s buttons, but it’s still the best.

We flew to¬†Seattle on Wednesday and checked into this super cute boutique hotel called The Maxwell. They are part of Staypineapple hotels and have a pineapple theme (with pineapple cupcakes each night!). The room had wood floors and was super modern, clean, and comfy. I know I took several pictures of the cuteness that was our room, but for some reason they are not on my phone. Which means I must have taken it with my GoPro that¬†was fully charged and ready to go but hadn’t been used in three years, so¬†I think the battery died from lack of use. Of course, I didn’t realize this until I was on the cruise. I guess if you don’t use it, you really do lose it. Anyway, I have only cell phone pictures for the whole trip, and sadly none of the hotel except this one of hubs about five minutes after we entered the room.

Our good friends, Ken and Keke, flew out on the same flight as us but were staying with other friends that lived near our hotel. So they Ubered with us from the airport to the hotel so we could do some exploring before meeting up with their other friends.

We were starving for food and adult beverages after the long flight, so our first stop was a¬†pub¬†next to our hotel called McMenamin’s. McMenamin’s has only OK¬†Yelp reviews but awesome food and service in our opinion. I had fish and chips, hubs had a fish sandwich with some amazing¬†spicy tater tots, and Ken and Keke had a burger. All delicious. ¬†Again, no pictures except for this one I got of the ceiling.

oh hai, dapper, juggling merman.

From there, we started exploring the area a bit. I’ve been to Seattle once before but it was hub’s first time, so we walked over to the Space Needle and got our tourist gold star for the day.

That day ended with a few beers at a local pub and an 8:30pm bed time because we took a nap that turned into a sleep.

The next morning, we walked to breakfast at a place called Citizen.

Man, we loved it there. We went back a second time we liked it so much. The atmosphere was chill, they were playing good music, the food was awesome. Just an all around good vibe. Hubs ordered a turkey, raspberry crepe that sounded terrible to me, but was surprisingly delicious. I ordered it the second time.

I also got a mimosa and a spiked iced coffee because when you can’t decide, you get both.

We walked around after breakfast for awhile and played Pokemon (Oh yeah. Someone out there still plays that game – and it’s me!) and did a little sight-seeing on our own. This was also the day that news broke about Chris Cornell and, as he was from Seattle, it was big news there. The local news stopped us and asked if we wanted to talk on camera about him but I was wearing no makeup and did nothing with my hair so¬†that was not going to happen. But it was still kinda cool to be asked.

We met back up with Ken and Keke at our hotel around noon where we were waiting like special snowflakes in our special chairs. I prepared my face and hair accordingly in case someone wanted to put me on camera again. (They didn’t.)

We walked from the hotel down to Pike Place Market.

By the time we got there, we were starving and ended up eating at some place we just picked so we could all still be friends instead of what might have happened had we continued to go hungry. I can’t remember the name of the place, but it was overpriced and mediocre. I didn’t take any pictures, but I ordered a cornbread salad which literally had no lettuce. It had cornbread – with salad toppings. I guess I should have seen that one coming.

After lunch, we were ready to actually see more sights now that we were on friendly terms again. We walked over to the gum wall.

Six months earlier, all the gum was removed for some renovation of the area. So that is fresh-from-the-mouth goodness.

We also walked through the market and quickly found the baby kidnapping area.

And took my favorite picture of the whole trip in front of the fish throwing area.

That was not intentional. Hubs was taking a picture of us on the left while a stranger took the one above. I laughed so hard at that picture when I first saw it, I almost needed to run to the baby kidnapping area.

As the market was closing for the day, we found this awesome little comic shop. Ken, hubs, and I each¬†bought a mystery box. If you’re not familiar, they are little boxes where you can get one of 12 to 15 characters, and each character has a different ratio of being able to get it. We all got exactly the character we wanted, which never happens. Seattle luck, perhaps? All I know is we were three excited, high-fiving nerds. I got the Rick and Morty mystery box and got my little Mr. Meeseeks!

After our sight-seeing, we met up with Ken and Keke’s friend Tom for a few beers at an Irish pub that was just off the main market street.

Then Ken and Keke went back to Tom’s house¬†while hubs and I walked back over to the Space Needle to get some dinner.

I know dinner in the Space Needle is the touristy thing to do, but I did it last time I was in Seattle and quite enjoyed it. So I wanted hubs to check it out too. We both had a great time. An expensive time but a great time – with an amazing view.

By the way, our other friends that were in town could not get a reservation for dinner there. Both times I’ve been to the Space Needle for dinner,¬†I have not had a reservation. I just ask the host for a table. The host pretends they’re crazy busy, calls someone, and magically, they have space.¬†So if you can’t get a reservation or don’t have one, I recommend that approach.

We ordered a bottle of wine with dinner and finished it, which basically meant I was finished for the night. We walked back to the hotel (or so I’m told) and I pretty much passed out. The next day, we boarded the ship. So more travel fun in the next post!




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Three Months Later

Summary: Lots of words. Not a lot of pictures.

It’s been awhile. Again. I’d like to say I’m back because life has slowed down a bit, and maybe I am. But also, maybe I’m not. Here’s what’s been going on and (spoiler alert), it’s been a lot of steamy dook. But it’s slowly getting better.

I deferred both of my races this year which is probably no surprise given that I posted about not feeling them and then life went downhill in more ways than one. So now, I will be running those halves in January and March next year. I have some time before training needs to start which is good because summer is here and that also makes me not feel running.

The steamy dook I was referring to started toward the end of my semester (Novemberish) last year. Somewhere in there, school started majorly stressing me out. Taking two graduate classes and working full time while still trying to have a social¬†life, do chores, take care of Pants, and not completely ignore my husband is hard. My semesters can go either way. I’ve taken two classes at a time and thought, “This is it? How am I getting credit for this!” or they are like my last two semesters where I have no idea how I will ever get through them without a breakdown.

Around this time, I started losing a good amount weight without trying. If you know me at all, I’m always trying and never losing. So probably not trying that hard. ¬†When the weight¬†started coming off, I thought I was doing something right! But looking back, it was just stress. Which, duh Paula, you posted about being really itchy for over a month, barely sleeping because of it, and finally going to the doctor, just to find out it was stress symptoms. Once my semester ended, things started to get a little better. But then I found out my brother was diagnosed with terminal cancer mid-December and things weren’t better anymore.

On December 31, I went on a cruise to Mexico with some great friends which was such a fun getaway but still peppered with thoughts of, “Should I even be here when I’m so worried about my brother?” While writing this, I realized that I didn’t¬†mention the cruise on the blog, which is a shame because we saw some awesome things and had an awesome time, and there was lots to talk about. Plus, I was still stress-skinny, so even though I was miserable on the inside, I looked great! I got the see the Chichen Itza pyramids and live my life dream of going to a swim-up bar.

The Spring semester started and it was probably the worst of them all. I intentionally took only one class with group work (my program is mostly group work) because group work can be stressful. You know how you sometimes have those shitty co-workers that can’t do their job and make your job harder? That’s also the problem with school group work. I had two other people in my group – one who was great and one who wasn’t. The “wasn’t” almost put me over the edge because she could never understand anything, never do her work correctly, and was full of excuses why which generally involved blaming anyone but herself (including me). I have text messages from her that are just unbelievable.

Suffice to say, I have never experienced anything like it before. This was coupled with constant worry about my brother and a project at work that was driving me insane. Imagine a customer that hates everything that your company does and constantly asks for it to be redone in a slightly different way that causes a ton of rework. So for a full year and a half, I made zero forward progress because the client kept going back to square one and therefore, so did everyone else. It was maddening. So I dealt with that at work all day, came home and dealt with my two stressful classes, and then worried all night and day about my brother and how much it sucked to be so far away from him. This led to a stress smorgasbord, if you will, and resulted in me breaking out in full body hives on the day I was supposed to get on a plane to see my brother. Which incidentally, that flight was cancelled, and caused me even more stress because no one knew how much time he had left.

My work¬†let me work remotely from California for a month so I could be near my family, which I’m really grateful for. I was relieved there wasn’t a billion states between my family and I anymore (cue Tom Hanks explaining to his son how far Seattle is from NYC in Sleepless in Seattle), but that was still an extremely stressful situation in itself. I’m not complaining and wouldn’t change it but it is what it is.

Fast forward to today – I’m on a different project at work (FINALLY), my classes ended a couple weeks ago (the most deserved A’s I’ve ever gotten), and¬† while I’m still struggling with losing one of my favorite people on the planet, there’s a part of me that is at peace because he is. This has of course led to me gaining all that weight back (another, different stress!), and my running taking the fast train to Suck Town.

So that’s what’s been happening and I’m kinda decompressing from all that. I just finished Felicia Day’s book You’re Never Weird on the Internet. It’s SO GOOD and it inspired me to pick back up here because it’s something I enjoy. So hopefully I’ll have more, and possibly non-complainy things to talk about in the next couple weeks.




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Thank You

Thanks to everyone for all your comments on the blog and on¬†Facebook about my last post. Even though I didn’t respond to each of them personally like I usually do (that would be too emotional for me right now), ¬†please know that I appreciated all of them. It’s heartbreaking to see how many people have gone through the same thing but also gives me a little comfort that I’m not alone.

I’ve been coming across older pictures of my brother(s) lately and they’re making me smile. Like this one:

And this one:

I think my nails are painted red in the above picture? I was saucy then!

Anyway, I¬†wanted to share a recent memory about my brother. Many years ago,¬†he wrote a book.¬†(Because of course he did. He’s awesome and write books. It’s about business so don’t get too excited. I told him it would probably be a good cure for my insomnia.) About a month ago, he was signing a copy of it for me. I’m pretty sure he was covertly trying to get rid of copy because he has a ton them. I also already have a copy, but I really liked the sentiment.

During this time he was tired a lot. He would take naps during the day, but also he could fall asleep in the middle of a conversation for a full minute, wake up, and be right back in the conversation where he left off. Or he could fall asleep while eating, wake up, and lift the fork to his mouth like nothing happened. It was kind of impressive.

So while he’s signing his book for me, he falls asleep for 15 or 30 seconds, wakes up, and keeps writing. Except, he was definitely in a different mind set when he opened his eyes. He finished signing the book, read it, and¬†started laughing. He showed it to me and said, “That’s about right for my life right now. I’m keeping it.”

Extra funny because I was staying at his house, sitting right next to him, and he had no reason to call me.

It’s a little sad and funny all at once, but I’m glad I’ll always be able to look back on this and remember that story.





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I made a conscious effort to start blogging more often in mid-December and even wrote a couple posts within a week to get back into it. The day after my last post, and the morning of my flight home¬†after visiting¬†my brother in San Diego, he told me that he was just diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer and that he wouldn’t be around to see next Christmas. Here I am less than 10 weeks later and he’s gone.

So needless to say, it’s been a really rough couple of months for my family and I. I don’t like to get *too* personal on the blog, not because I’m afraid of putting stuff “out there”¬†but because that’s just not my personality. I also don’t want to not write about him because he’s on my mind all the time. So I decided I’d put together some of my thoughts:

I’m heartbroken that your time was cut short.

I’m heartbroken that you were in so much pain.

I’m heartbroken for your three kids that lost an amazing father.

I’m heartbroken for my mother who had to outlive her son.

I’m amazed you were able to become an ordained minister (what?) while you were sick to officiate your best friend’s wedding.

I’m amazed by the outpouring of love and support you had from your friends and family near and far (that even the hospice nurse couldn’t believe).

I’m happy that I was able to spend the past month with you.

I’m happy that you we’re able to keep your sense of humor somehow through the whole thing.

I’m happy I was able to tell you how much I love you.

I’m happy I had the chance¬†to say goodbye.

I’m happy I was with you for your last breath because I know you would have done it for me.

My brother wanted his life celebrated, not mourned, so I will remember you, not as someone who is sick and in pain, but as the fun, funny, intelligent, level-headed, advice-giving, concert-loving guy you were.

I will remember you for all our fun evenings together.

I will remember you for giving me away at my wedding when Dad couldn’t.

I will remember you as the guy with an amazing sense of patience and giving. (Where did that come from? Because I certainly don’t have it.)

I will remember you as the guy that always took care of me when you could.

I will remember you as the guy that took care of everyone else.

I will remember you as the guy who loved his family more than anything.

I will just always remember you.




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West Coast Leisuring

Hello from San Diego!

I’m out here visiting my mom, brother, and nephews and living the life of leisure. My nephews picked me up from the airport which was a whole new realm of weird since I knew them when they were zero years old. HOW ARE YOU A MILLION FEET TALL AND DRIVING ALREADY?

That’s a picture from last year since I haven’t gotten a group picture yet this time.

My days consist of waking up in the morning, going for a run, eating, napping, and eating. It’s the life I’ve always dreamed of. Speaking of running, my runs have been getting better. I haven’t tried a speed run yet but my breathing on my regular runs has improved as long as I’m not running up a damn hill. Here are a few views from my runs:

That is a season the locals like to call “fall.”

The whole itching thing has also gotten about 80% better and I’m assuming it’s from my school semester ending and the increased amount of nothing I’ve been doing. I don’t think the steroid pack that the doctor prescribed helped anything and the cause was psychosomatic like she said. I tell you, there is nothing more irritating than going to the doctor to find out your problem is in your head.

I go back home to Orlando tomorrow and I’ll be sad to leave. It’s fun getting spoiled by family and having your mom hand you $20 bills because “you look like you need it.” In the meantime, I’m going to finish the second batch of cookies my mom made and soak up the lack of humidity while I can.




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That Running Thing

As I mentioned before, I’ve been back to running. I took a nice, long, five month break where I would run when I wanted to – usually just a couple miles, one day a week. I’ve been running regularly for a couple months now. Two short runs (3 miles) during the week and a long run (8-10 miles) on the weekend. I haven’t been talking about it because everything has been¬†fine and boring. Until recently, that is.


A couple weeks back, about a half mile into a 10 mile run, I felt really short of breath and nauseated. I had to stop for a bit to get my bearings but finished the run by walking half of it. I figured the cause¬†could be nutrition. I never eat before a run that’s less than 12 miles, and I was feeling particularly hungry that day. So I brushed it off as a one-time weird thing and maybe I should start eating before my shorter runs. The¬†following week, I tried to do my two week day runs. The speed run¬†turned into a jog/walk and the other I gave up on after a mile. And that’s about how all runs have been going since: my chest feels heavy when I run and I feel like I’m not getting enough¬†oxygen and basically half ass it.

About a week later, I started feeling really itchy. EVERYWHERE. It was mostly happening at night and in the evening and mostly on my stomach, back, and legs, but still pretty much everywhere. I thought it might be allergic to something new so I took an allergy pill for a few days and that didn’t work. I thought I might have dry skin, so I tried lotion after showers and that didn’t work. I would shower and aggressively loofah myself to exfoliate and that didn’t work either. I haven’t changed my detergent or soap and nothing else is different so I couldn’t figure it out. The¬†itching was maddening and it starting keeping me awake at night. Google told me I was dying from kidney and liver failure so I went to a walk-in doctor only to find out that it’s most likely stress/anxiety (which is what my mom said when I told her about it but I really enjoy verifying the health of my kidneys and liver). So I’m wondering if that’s what’s affecting my running too?

The doctor prescribed a steroid pack (for itching) and Benadryl (for sleeping) to see if my symptoms lessen. (They have a bit but ehhh, not enough.) My school semester ends this week and I have a vacation coming up that I’m hoping will¬†help me relax and destress so everything can get back normal.

So here’s my problem: I have two races coming up and the first one is on January 14. That’s a pretty tight schedule for my less than stellar running, so I’m considering skipping it. Or walking it. I dunno, I just know I WANT THAT MEDAL BAD.


So pretty.

In an effort to pep my running self up, I bought a new pair of running shoes.


Those are the Brooks Glycerin 13s. I’ve been running in the 10s for awhile now and I like everything about them except the 10+ ounce weight. I was going to switch to the Ghosts because they’re a couple ounces lighter but I just couldn’t pass up a 50% discount.

So that’s my running update, or lack thereof. Even if my running doesn’t improve by race time, I’ll still have a new pair of shoes to hold me close at night.



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The Last Day *sniff*

As I mentioned previously, our second-wind Saturday night didn’t make for the best Sunday morning. I’m pretty sure I broke Lindsey and Evan, but they were super troopers anyway for our little Lake Eola adventure.


The outdoor theatre in the middle there was painted in rainbow colors after the Pulse massacre in support of our gay community. It makes the theatre look so much more interesting. It was a dull, boring green for so long. I love it and the meaning behind it.

Lake Eola is my favorite place in Orlando. Hubs and I go there almost every week to have lunch, get a drink, or walk around and play Pokemon. This time of year, Lake Eola is all decked out for Christmas.



(Side note: If you love Christmas, you should read this Buzzfeed article. It made me laugh this morning.)

We went to Relax Grill ¬†for lunch which is probably my favorite restaurant in town because the food is good, ¬†it’s outdoors, and it has a direct view of the fountain and people watching. Every time I’m there, it feels like I’m on vacation because it has a really chill vibe. I didn’t take any pictures of my food (surprise, surprise) but Lindsey and I ate our veggies in the form of a salad and a Bloody Mary.

After lunch, we walked around the lake to check out the swans in interesting sleeping positions.


He opened his eyes right as I took that picture, jerk. Sleeping and balancing on one leg must give him great core muscles. Don’t¬†let that swan sweetness fool you. They are mean! There is swan food you can buy at the lake. A month ago, I was trying to feed a swan (that was hanging out by the food dispenser so I figured he was waiting for it), and he bit me on the leg. He actually broke the skin and left a month long bruise. Not cool, swan.

We also checked out the farmer’s market that goes on at the lake every Sunday. Lindsey and Evan bought some goodies and we all posed for pictures with our lovers.







After Lake Eola, we went home and took a nap because we are all old and can’t handle our night’s out. Toward the end of the night, a few of us weren’t feeling that great so we ate dinner at home and watched Finding Dory. The next morning, Lindsey and Evan left for Universal and then Bradenton to continue their week-long Florida adventures.

I gotta say, I was so sad to see them go! It’s always a fun time hanging out with those two and I don’t get to see them as much as I’d like. I need to plan another trip to Toronto and figure out a way to sneak into Cuba for their wedding in May.






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So, I’m running again…ah who cares, Lindsey came to visit!

I’ve had a half written post saved in my blog for a month now about how I’ve been running again for the past couple months. But now that post can wait cuz look who came to visit me!


That’s my online turned IRL lovah, Lindsey¬†and that picture was from the last time I saw her in June 2015. And then in April 2013¬†before that.


It is clear I cannot decide on a hair color.

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve seen Lindsey and Evan, so I was super excited when she told me she was coming to Florida. Before she left, she asked if I had any requests for Canadian food so of course I needed some ketchup chips. She was nice enough to bring me an already open bag.


Ahhh, the land of English and French.

Ketchup chips sounded horrible to me at first but I was proven wrong by those delicious beauties. President’s Choice ketchup chips are good and I plan to eat every last one, but I think Lay’s wins the ketchup chip game so far.

Anyway, Lindsey and Evan arrived before noon on Saturday and hubs and I had quite the touristy day planned for them. Our first stop was the Black Hammock air boat ride.


Black Hammock is on Lake Jessup, which is the most gator infested lake in Florida and 6 feet deep on average. Problem gators are brought to this lake from other lakes. So yeah, lots of danger! If you read Lindsey’s blog at all, you know there is no lake she won’t swim in, so this lake made her quite sad. We had a little time before our boat left, so we walked around, checked out the (caged) gators and got our picture on.



Any my favorite picture of the weekend…


The side view of Evan posing in that wooden gator was much more delightful than the front view.

Then it was time for the airboat ride.



The ride was a good time but since it’s cooler in Florida this time of year, there weren’t as many frolicking gators. The first time I rode the airboat, gators were aplenty. But still, it was fun riding through the marshes of Lake Jessup. There were a few¬†places I wasn’t sure the boat should be and other times that people on the sides of the boat had to duck to avoid getting hit in the face with a branch. I like danger in my air boat rides.



After the boat, we had lunch at the Black Hammock restaurant which was delicious. We also got to hold a baby gator which Evan took a hard pass on.




After the Black Hammock shenanigans, we went back home, chilled for a little while out at the pool, and then got ready for the night’s adventure: a ride on the Orlando Eye.


The Eye is 400 feet tall and instead of seats, you stand in little air conditioned pods and listen to music while taking in views of the city.


I was a little bummed that the eye was completely red. It’s usually a ton of different colors and constantly changing, but Coke just sponsored it so now it’s red 90% of the time. Meh. I do not look at an all red Ferris wheel and think of Coke. We actually thought it was closed when we saw it from a distance because of the color. At least red and white would be better Coke colors, but I digress.

It takes about 30 minutes to make a full revolution, and let’s be honest, this is Orlando we’re looking at. It’s flat and it’s cool to see everything from above, but it’s not like we were looking at a million skyscrapers or mountains. Either way, I was glad I did it because I’ve been wanting to go on it for a year now. Evan is not a fan of heights and was not looking forward to it. I’m pretty sure¬†he did it out of pure love for Lindsey. He was a trooper.

After The Eye, we went to dinner at an awesome tapas restaurant called Cafe Tu Tu Tango. And this is where I realize I took no pictures of food over the weekend. I used to take pictures all the time, never use them, and delete them when I realized I had tons of pictures of food for no reason. Now I could use them and don’t have them. Just know that I am still adhering to the “Eat” portion of my blog name.

We were pretty full after dinner and not really in the mood for drinking, but we hit up a bar anyway because going home at 9:30 is lame. Around 11:00, we still weren’t feeling it and ALMOST went home. That’s when the music at the bar markedly improved (ahem, Kesha) and we all got our second wind which consisted of a lot more drinks, darts, and giant Jenga.

I only managed two pictures at the bar. Lindsay and I doing our best Trump impression.


Hubs playing the ground guitar.


And the bathroom door from the inside.



Edit: Ok, that was three pictures.

The night turned out to be a fun time and I’m happy our second wind hit us. However, not all of us were happy about that second wind the next morning. We had some more fun, light shenanigans on Sunday, but more on that in the next post.


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Is This Thing On?

Oh hai neglected blog.

I haven’t been around these parts much but it’s not for a lack of wanting to. School is kicking my ass this semester so my time has been extremely limited. If you follow me on Instagram, you know what I’ve been up to for the most part. I always have something going on, so having no plans is currently my favorite plan. Any free time I have is spent doing chores¬†playing Pokemon Go. (WHY do I love that game so much? Damn.)

Anyway, enough of that. If I had more time to write, I probably would have written about Texas Melissa coming to visit for the weekend to destroy my liver.




Then I might¬†have mentioned meeting my friend Linda’s new cutie patootie son, Ryan.


Babies love me.

I would have written about how I went to see Maroon 5 and was THISCLOSE to Adam Levine.


And I definitely would have written about how I went to get my hair dyed “rose gold”¬†and it came out magenta.


I was a little surprised but overall thought it was fun and different so I kept it. Since that picture was taken, it’s faded a lot and is now more of a light pink with magenta highlights. I get a ton of compliments on it, so it was quite the happy mistake.

Let’s see…I would have written about hub’s Labyrinth/David Bowie themed birthday party, which I don’t have many pictures of.



oh hayyy, I look skinny in that picture! Frame it!

And of course, I would have talked about how Pants continues to be adorbs all day every day.



This past weekend, we made it through Hurricane Matthew without damage to the house and without losing power. It¬†is literally the first hurricane I’ve¬†prepared for and¬†taken seriously¬†in the 30+ years I’ve lived here. It was on a scary track. Thank goodness the storm moved a bit East just before it hit the¬†Melbourne coast¬†because it could have been a lot worse for Orlando.

If anything good came out if that storm, it is some of the most beautiful weather we’ve had all year.¬†Temperature and humidity are¬†way down, so Saturday morning’s 7-miler was extremely pleasant. Then on Sunday, hubs and I spent all day walking around Lake Eola which was hot spot for Dratinis! (If you understood that…welcome fellow nerd.)


Today, our high is 80F with a cool breeze so it’s basically winter. It’s that time of year where I get to shop for cute, expensive jackets that I’ll only wear once!

So now you are up to date. Hopefully I won’t be such a stranger in the last two months of my semester.



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