Wow...I'm exhausted. 2016 was quite the year. I don't know about you, but when I go back through my calendar, and take a look at what I have done and seen and experienced and accomplished in 365 days, I smile and feel proud...and tired.
2016, I'm actually sad to leave you behind. Before you are totally out of the rear view mirror, let's take a ride down memory lane, shall we?
In no particular order, I have...
* seen and felt Joy (the former starring Jennifer Lawrence)
* been snowed out of NYC, sadly
* shared meals and drinks with the best of the best
* showered Tristen, Katrina, and Jenny with love and best wishes for their next adventures
* disregarded all sorts of acceptable hygiene standards during Girls Weekend down the Cape
* "ran" two 5ks
* cheered at PawSox games at McCoy, Sox games at Fenway, and Revs games at Gillette
* taken a pole dancing class in...Vegas? No. NYC? No. Portland, ME, of all places
* spent all of my saved HSA dollars to get a scar on my left arm and the pity of loved ones
* been named Blue Angel of the Year for my work in the community
* been entertained by Dave Matthews Band, World Premier Band, TransMission, Wayz and Means, Elf the Musical, Disaster, An Act of God, and La Reve
* said goodbye to Big Papi...and cried on the way to and from the game in the car...while listening to One Moment In Time
* danced at the weddings of Marissa and Adam, Katrina and Corey, and Jenny and Marco
* interacted with plenty of animals at
Roger Williams Zoo, The Big E, and OKCupid
* proudly voted for Hillary...and I'd do it again
* upheld longtime traditions at The Fort
* developed a healthy obsession with Scientology
I hope that 2017 is super competitive and tries to beat out this past year.
May you all have a happy and healthy 2017!
Monday, January 9, 2017
Sunday, January 1, 2017
Burst Bubble
All of us have had our sights on something for hours or days or months or even years, and just when you think you have it within your grasp, it slips away. The bubble bursts.
Sometimes it is a promotion, a new relationship, a new home, or a big, lofty personal goal.
Other times, it's a burrito bowl.
I woke up this morning craving a burrito bowl...badly. As a responsible, sensible adult, I held off until late afternoon before placing an online order to be picked up an hour or so later.
After placing my dream order, I changed and freshened up before venturing out into the winter cold, and happily exited my condo. I made two quick stops before hopping on 95 South.
I made my way towards the holy grail and as I pulled into the parking lot, I quickly got discouraged and annoyed. The restaurant was dark. Closed.
Why would the restaurant app allow me to place an online order if the restaurant wasn't open? Why weren't holiday hours posted within their app site? Don't they know that I passed two other tasty Mexican restaurants to get to them?
Maybe it's the universe holding a Mexican food intervention for me...?
Sometimes it is a promotion, a new relationship, a new home, or a big, lofty personal goal.
Other times, it's a burrito bowl.
I woke up this morning craving a burrito bowl...badly. As a responsible, sensible adult, I held off until late afternoon before placing an online order to be picked up an hour or so later.
After placing my dream order, I changed and freshened up before venturing out into the winter cold, and happily exited my condo. I made two quick stops before hopping on 95 South.
I made my way towards the holy grail and as I pulled into the parking lot, I quickly got discouraged and annoyed. The restaurant was dark. Closed.
Why would the restaurant app allow me to place an online order if the restaurant wasn't open? Why weren't holiday hours posted within their app site? Don't they know that I passed two other tasty Mexican restaurants to get to them?
Maybe it's the universe holding a Mexican food intervention for me...?
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