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2013 in review January 3, 2014

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The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,100 times in 2013. If it were a cable car, it would take about 18 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.


For humanity’s sake April 29, 2013

Todd and I went and saw the movie 42 today.

This isn’t a movie review post.

In fact, this post will be a lot shorter than most of my posts.

The movie, if you are not familiar, is about Jackie Robinson, the first African American man to play in Major League Baseball. The story focused mostly on the struggles he faced being accepted as a Negro in an era where racism was rampant and segregation was a struggle.

As we were watching the movie, there were different moments where I found myself tearing up. These usually came when someone showed some kindness to Jackie. When one of his teammates stood up for him for the first time against an opposing team manager’s racist taunts. When the team owner told him not to quit because they needed him.

Basically, when someone acted with humanity rather than with hatred or ignorance.

Looking at something like segregation, you might say we have come a long way.

But have we?

How many instances of people acting with malice do we hear of daily now?

And why should someone acting with an ounce of humanity make me cry? Why is it the exception rather than the norm?

I’ll get off my soapbox. After leaving you with this one thought.

We all make jokes at another’s expense. We may not do it to their face, we may laugh with our friends, or we may just think it. Next time you catch yourself in one of those moments, do something radical. Compliment that person instead.

Humanity starts with you.


Mirror mirror on the wall April 23, 2013

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My birthday is tomorrow.

Totally not pertinent to this blog post, but I definitely felt y’all should know.

Anyway, this past Friday night I went out with a couple of lovely new friends to celebrate said upcoming birthday.

After work, I raced home to hurry up and get ready for the night’s festivities and while I was applying the war paint and twisting my hair into submission, I found myself wondering, as I often do, why bother?

As I mentioned, these were relatively new friends that I was out with and as we got to talking, my friend Collyn told me that she has me pegged all wrong. She thought that I was always a glamour girl – always with the hair and makeup done, cute outfit and high heels to complete the package.

That couldn’t be further from the truth. Most days you can find me dressed pretty casually, typically with my hair in a ponytail, or if I am feeling particularly enthusiastic that day, you may get a sock bun out of me. I definitely don’t bother putting my contacts in most days, and hardly ever trot out the makeup.

The exception of course, is if I am going out for a special occasion. Or, if it’s the first few days at a new job. Or for job interviews.

I don’t know why. Is it because I just don’t care? Or maybe I am not that vain?

I know women who don’t leave their bedroom without full makeup. A very good friend of ours walks around her house fully done up and with her heels on.  This always amuses me. But it must make her feel good and it’s not hurting anyone, so who cares.

So on Friday, I decided to do a little experiment. I took a picture of myself “before” and one “after.”

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I kind of think I look better in the before.  Maybe because I am not so great at doing my own hair and makeup. Maybe because I should smile. What do you think? Before or after?

And what about you? Are you a makeup every day kind of girl? And if you’re a guy, how do you honestly prefer to see a girl? Would love your thoughts.

Happy Tuesday. And by the way, this is what I look like as I am writing this. And yes, that does count as a smile.




What I learned at Ohio State April 16, 2013

I don’t typically write weekend recap blog posts, mostly because I think people really don’t care what I did over the weekend. But this weekend was a little out of the norm for me.

I went down to Columbus to attend TEDxOhioStateU and to see my little sister who is a senior there. We had been planning it for a while and were pretty excited.  I got up at 7:30 a.m. saturday morning and was on my way.

Let me tell you what I learned over the next 30 hours.

1. Grandpa’s Cheesebarn, in Ashland, is a must stop. However, stopping at 9:00 a.m., right when they open is no fun. They haven’t had time to put out all the samples yet at that point.

2. The two(ish) hour-long drive between Columbus and Cleveland is THE MOST BORING drive ever.

3. To stay awake during that awful drive, I advise blasting the Pandora station Hip Hop BBQ. Thanks to some tweeps for recommending it.

4. Ted talks greatly vary from location to location. National Ted talks are outstanding. TEDxCLE was incredible and inspiring. TEDxOhioStateU…well, there’s room for improvement.  However, there were a couple of talks that reinforced my faith in this generation of college kids’ potential to someday take over the world. (This faith was later tested in #8).

5. When going to dinner in Short North, make sure you read the signs when parking. If you don’t, you could end up with a $40 ticket like I did. Buzzkill much?

6. Boys still try to pick up girls in bars. Without feeling the need to put forth much effort. Boys – try a little harder. Girls – make them work for it.

7. Kids these days (oh yes, I did) don’t leave until 11:30 p.m. to go out for the night. When I was younger we went out at 10:00 and I thought that was late. I am usually in bed, if not asleep by 11:30. After getting up at 7:30 and sitting through a 6 hour long conference, I really had to rally to do this. And no, I did not take a nap before going out.

8. Kids today (there I go again) have no inhibitions. This is not a compliment. When we got to the bar, we saw a girl giving a boy a blowjob in the corner. I would love to have phrased this more politely but there was nothing polite about what was happening. Kids, the world is watching you. The things you do today, will stay with you forever. In my day, maybe it was being labelled a certain name. These days, with everything being digital, your foolish acts can literally take on a life of their own. Two side notes to this bullet:

  • Have some self-respect ladies. The boy never marries the girl that blows him in the bar in front of all his buddies. The boy never respects the girl who blows him in the bar. The boy who lets you degrade yourself that way is a douchebag.
  • And girls, if you see your friend make such an unfortunate decision, don’t stand and laugh, or worse yet, whip out your cell phone and start snapping pictures or taking video, all to be shared with millions of people later. Pull her off of him. Someday you will be the one making a bad choice and you will wish you had some good friend to talk you out of it. Be there for each other, don’t tear each other down.

9. Being old(er) is the ultimate equalizer. When we were getting ready to go out, I got dressed, did my hair and makeup (with a little help from my sister’s friends) and checked myself out. When I looked in the mirror, I felt pretty good. Yeah I had some miles on me, but everything was in its place, and the only things sticking out were the things that were supposed to. However, after the bar, as my sister and I were standing in line for food, I saw a friend of hers, whom I had not yet met, refer to me as her mother. HOLD UP. Either this bitch thought I looked old enough to have a 21 year old child, or she thought I looked like a big enough tramp to have had a child at 14. Either way, my sister needed to remedy the situation!

10. I miss sleepovers. I have no idea how I stayed awake for almost 24 hours. But laying in my sister’s room, talking to each other in the dark until 4:45 a.m., brought me back to those sleepovers I had back in the day. And I LOVED EVERY EXHAUSTING MINUTE.

11. That two(ish) hour drive between Cleveland and Columbus is even longer and more boring after a night like that.

12. I don’t ever want to be 21 again. I had a blast when I was that age. I have no regrets, no wishing I could go back and do things that I missed out on. I love my husband and my dog and my friends and the life I have now. It was nice to play in their world again for a night, but I have no desire be them again.

Thank you to Sarah Storer who joined us for Ted and dinner. It was nice to have someone close to my age with whom to share part of the day. Read her blog, She is ballsy and funny and honest.

Thank you to Hillary, Annie and Matthew. These are my sister’s friends and our co-horts for the day and evening. Hillary was the one who initially reached out to me to invite me to Ted and that is what brought about this weekend. Annie makes the best faces when she is disgusted. And Matthew bought me a shot, making my dream of a college boy buying me a drink, a reality.

And a huge thanks to my sister. With a 15 year age diference, it has been difficult being friends, not just sisters. But now, you’re one of my best friends and I love hanging with you. I love having a sister and I love the memories we are creating together. You are smart, gorgeous (beyond), and hilarious. I love you.

And now, it is dangerously close to my bedtime and I am still recovering from this weekend, so I bid you adieu.

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2012 in review – A WordPress Summary December 31, 2012

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The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The new Boeing 787 Dreamliner can carry about 250 passengers. This blog was viewed about 1,500 times in 2012. If it were a Dreamliner, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.


Don’t fight it, ride it – Part 1 September 24, 2012

This was one of my mottos during my Mexican vacation from which I just returned.  Before I get all deep and existential on you, let’s chat about the trip.

My mother (who so kindly paid) and I went to Playa del Carmen for a one-week all-inclusive vacation.  I have been on plenty of vacations, but this was only my second all-inclusive resort and first time in Mexico as more than just a stop on a cruise.  I didn’t know what to expect.

So, here is some of what I learned:

  • Hot tubs are not always hot: the pool at the resort was beautiful but I found myself wishing that it was a couple of degrees cooler.  In the center of this giant free-form pool was what appeared to be a hot tub. I was dumbfounded by the concept of people going in a hot tub when it was 90 and 100% humidity out. Finally, on our second to last day, I checked it out.  The hot tub was cooler than the pool.  It was glorious.
  • Peacocks should have a fluffer: The resort had a jungle in the middle of the grounds.  There were many animals all round: swans, flamingos, lemurs, giant rodent looking things, peacocks, monkeys, toucans, etc. I was most obsessed with the peacocks. All I wanted all week was for them to open up their damn feathers so I could see them in all their glory.  And not once did that happen.  Hence, I think peacocks should have a fluffer. (If you are not familiar with this phrase, please see Urban Dictionary’s definition here).
  • Sand has super glue properties: Seriously, how can it be everywhere?  And how was it still on me after I showered?  In fact, I have been home for two days and I am fairly certain there is still sand in…places.
  • Not everyone respects personal space: Forget chivalry being dead, I think courtesy is a distant memory when at one of these resorts.  I think other cultures are much less familiar with the concept of personal space than Americans.  This can be very frustrating.  It can also lead to me wanting to drop-kick some old ladies…

Aside from what I learned, I also thought that perhaps I can impart some wisdom.  For instance, rules on who should not wear a bikini.

Do not wear a bikini if:

  • The bottoms are invisible because your FUPA hangs over: If I can’t see the bottom scrap of material…well yeah, there is just no reason to be wearing a two piece. (If you are not familiar with the word FUPA, please see Urban Dictionary’s definition here).
  • You can recite the Gettysburg address from memory…because you were there. Listen, unfortunately there are articles of clothing that are considered age-appropriate and age-inappropriate.  At 35, I am already discovering that there are some things that I should not be wearing any more. So if I am aware of that at my age, why doesn’t the 83 year old granny with saggy…well, everything, realize that?
  • You are a man: No, I am not talking about cross-dressers.  I am talking about those delightful speedos.  I realize that they are the favorite beach wear of many foreign men.  But really, as good as Ryan Lochte and Michael Phelps look in theirs, I still only want to see them in them when they are swimming competitively. The banana does not need to be on full display.  And, much like with the ladies in their bikinis, it is often the ones who should not be wearing the speedos that do.

Regarding that, I don’t know if I am horrified that nobody tells these people that they should not leave their house looking like that, or if I am in awe that they are so obviously comfortable in their own skin so as not to care what anybody thinks.  Your thoughts on that?

Other than that, it was a very restful week and I will get more into the details in my part 2 post.  For pictures from my trip, check out my Facebook gallery.

I got through 3 1/2 books which was great.  I used to be a voracious reader but  I find myself not having much time to do that in my everyday life, so it was nice to really get into some books.

It was nice to have a week with just my mom.  But at the same time, I did miss my husband. A week is too long for us to be apart.

Speaking of a week apart…that was the longest I have gone without social media.  No facebook or twitter…very bizarre.  Still exploring how I felt about that.  What is the longest you have gone without social media?  What is your limit?  Do you think it is good to take occasional SM breaks?


For the love of country August 22, 2012

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If you were to ask me if I am a city girl or a country girl, well by default I would have to say city girl.

However, I would add a special category for myself.  I am a civilization girl.

You see, I could never live in the “big city” like New York or Chicago or Boston.  Those are all great places to visit but after a few days, I’m done.

I also could never live in the country.  I need people around me.  I need shops within a reasonable distance.

I need to feel a part of civilization.

But just like the big cities are fun to visit for all their thrills and frills, some time in the country is good for my soul.

On Sunday Todd and I headed to Wayne, OH for the annual Lipps family reunion.

For the first few years that Todd and I were together, we didn’t go.  For starters, most of the family that attends these reunions is a little bit county, so not necessarily what we can relate to. Second, and much more importantly to my husband, they always used to schedule the reunions to coincide with the first NFL sunday game.  He wasn’t so keen on that.

So, they switched it to being the third weekend in August and dutifully, for the last few years, we have gone.

The reunion itself was fine, uneventful.  It was the usual mix of people, the same types of food and visiting with people we don’t get to see very often.

After the reunion we headed to Todd’s cousin, Mallory’s house.  Mallory and her husband Nathan live in the house that Todd’s grandmother lived in.  She raised 4 kids, including Todd’s dad, in that house.

They recently built a big red barn on the property.  I think the barn is bigger than  the house.

But driving up to the house, it was such an idyllic scene. Big red barn, white house, blue sky with cotton candy clouds.  I just felt calm.

Over to the right of the property, there is a BIG garden.  They have everything in there.  I mean this is a garden from which you could construct an entire meal.

And on the front lawn (really, so much more than a lawn….it is a giant expanse of green) there are two perfect white Adirondack chairs, under the shade of a beautiful tree.

Mallory’s husband Nathan has recently gotten into bee-keeping.  And while everyone else went down to look at the bees, I reclined in one of these lovely chairs. I sat back, looked around me and took it all in. To the right of me were acres upon acres of corn fields.  I could see the wind ruffling the tops of the stalks.  In front of me, at the end of a very long driveway and across the street, were 5 cows walking around their front lawn.

Everything was so quiet.  It was a perfect 73 degrees.  There was a slight breeze and I could feel the sun on my toes as I stretched them out in front of me.  I felt so calm and so good.

There’s something about being in that kind of state, and also, surrounded by people that you love and that you know love you, that just makes you feel like you never want it to end.

Normally if I am out doing something on a Sunday I want to get home sooner rather than later so I can have my last few precious hours of rest before the weekday grind starts again.  But not this time.  This time I felt myself lingering, allowing myself to be bathed in the warm glow of love of contentment that I was feeling.

I hope you had an equally blessed weekend.



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