We wake up with barely a hangover. Win! Refuel with a little morning java and enjoy our patio before getting ready for the day and more importantly, before our limo arrives.
We wake up with barely a hangover. Win! Refuel with a little morning java and enjoy our patio before getting ready for the day and more importantly, before our limo arrives.
I’m surprised how long I’ve waited to write another post. Other creative outlets have consumed me and made me whole… alas, here I am, back to blogging and so excited to share updates on my life. Let’s talk about NYC for a minute. Holy incredible! What a beautiful place! We spent a nonstop 72 hours of pure adventure, chasing the subway, laughing until we cried, spending romantic moments under the stars on the streets of Chinatown… I’m so incredibly blessed to be able to take opportunities to travel, and even more blessedly in love with the man I adventure with. Brett is such a rockstar traveler… he is spot on and undeniably smart – figuring out subway schedules, booking, planning… someday he may even become as good a planner as me…
Here are a few of my favorite images – I’ll describe them in a singular sentence.
Fresh off a 6am American Airlines flight and feeling like a pair of travel ninjas. Yes, he shaved his head (yes, it’s growing back quickly!)
A brief pause at Starbucks.. we felt it was appropriate considering the locals had one gripped in their right hand at all times. #caramelmacchiato
Walking around at night is a whirlwind, people everywhere & buildings as tall as the stars.
95% of the time we walked the streets, everywhere, these boots aren’t half as comfortable as my purple New Balance kicks.
The entire underground subway system was amazing, efficient, and the only way we’d travel.
SuperDry is a brand we love – smack dab in the middle of Times Square it sits. #shoppingspree
NYC was our first adventure using airbnb – which absolutely rocks my socks off. We stayed in a Chelsea highrise apartment and shared the space with a woman from France, a couple from England and a younger gal from Vancouver. We had our own bedroom, shared everything else – what a perfect central spot to be able to affordably stay while in and out at all hours. The host is a middle aged man : extremely personable and ended up buying us drinks at a little place he DJ’s… The Crooked Knife. NYC, we’ll be back, many times!
Next post – I’ve launched a creative business that makes me wish I had written down all the witty remarks I made in college.
High five to Amacci for proving himself worthy with this song. (more about him later)
Good morning sweat box! We woke up and got our daily caffeine fix at Village Coffe Roastery. Dirty Iced Chais and a pistachio muffin. Both of which we’d all vouch for. There was a small shelf for the locals to store their coffee mugs (kinda like beer mugs being kept in lockers in beer halls of Germany). Cool location, great coffee, definitely gave us some energy! Next up : SPIN! One of the first times I visited Scottsdale – Kates exposed me to this exercise phenomenon called Spin. But down here, they do it WAY differently than I’ve been used to. The room is black, blacklights, concert-volume mixed pop music, and everyone is 110% balls to the wall. You leave dripping with sweat, feeling like you just scaled a mountain and conquered world peace after 60-minutes. We took spin at the Madison Improvement Club. It’s a swanky spin/yoga boutique with a modern health cafe on the inside. You even have the option to preorder your food before your class so it’s ready and waiting for you to inhale afterwards. Yesterday was Orange Theory and today was Spin… let’s just say our thighs and quads were on FIRE. Like literally on fire. The music was excellent, the instructor faced us and called people out over the eardrum blasting noise to “sprint! sprint! spring!” At the end of the class, on a normal, non-Hell temperature day, they open up the front wall to a gorgeous view of Camelback Mountain. We were thankful they kept the doors closed this time around. Our refueling took place at a great place in Old Town Scottsdale called Chop Shop. Are you getting the theme of a Scottsdale visit? Workout, REALLY hard, and eat at REALLY awesome restaurants! Cardio, fuel. Spin, brunch. It’s a cycle (ha!) and we love it! At Chop Shop I had the Zen Bowl: scrambled eggs, spinach, mushrooms, onions, white cheddar and brown rice. Ah-may-zing. We dined outside under the misters and gradually live was returned to our legs.
After refueling, we ran a few errands. Katie dropped her iPhone and completely shattered the screen. Is this a sign she’s on it too much? 😉
It was time for a dip in the pool. Two hours of pool to be exact. After we cooled down, we showered, made a few drinks for the road and headed to Fashion Square Mall to get the heck out of the heat. The drinks were not, in fact, for the road but instead for a little adventurous shopping. We had a few dressing room dance parties, and enjoyed the latest in POS checkout technology. #nerd
Something that lights my heart on fire when I’m with these girls is we always make friends where we go. One stop at Fashion Square was to LUSH Fresh Handmade Cosmetics. The moment we walked in, we were greeted by a young man who inquired what brought us in. He told us about himself, how he’s a ballet dancer, and recommended tons of products to us! I told him I really wanted to get a great facial mask and also something to tame down my insane long locks in this heat. He recommended, and I purchased, Mask of Magnaminty and Sea Spray for my hair. The whole place is well done with a beautiful font and the way they display their products. The masks look like they’re displayed at a salad bar on ice. The large wedges of soaps reminded me of the enormous wheels of Gouda cheese in Amsterdam. I fell in love with Lush today after I read their We Believe statement.
After we exhausted all that Fashion Square had, we drove to Scottsdale Quarter to continue our night. A stop at the Apple Store allowed us to get Kate’s a new iPhone and also allowed a little time for Carley to change the backgrounds of multiple devices to showcase a really hot picture of Hugh Jackman.
I always get the Chicken Chopped Salad. There’s something about the way the manchego cheese, marcona almonds and jicama mixes together that it takes me to my happy place every time. We split the Vegetable Crudités starter – it was like a wonderful garden on ice with fabulous dipping sauces. Really cool presentation – we were impressed.
Katie is friends with a manager and she brought us these delicious honeydew melon vodka cocktails (which we of course, cheers’ed). The back end of the restaurant near the outdoor restroom held this garden, sink washing station that caught my eye in the setting sun. Love True Food, always have, always will.
The end of the evening brought us to a 3-story Restoration Hardware, because let’s be honest, you know there’s going to be some good stuff in there. I only fell in love with 75% of the store. Carley tried out many chairs and we decided this one most resembles her walk-on role in Game of Thrones and thus she had to buy it ($15,000 later….).
As we walked up the flight of stairs, I marveled at these hanging chandeliers inside of bird cages, hung by thick shipyard rope. I need a big house, with tall ceilings, so I can properly hang them. #wishfulthinking
We made friends with the gentleman that greeted us at the entrance, named Brian. He took us on the Grande’ Tour of the store and priced out different couches we laid on. We, of course, knew at this time they were out of our price range but we laughed and he enjoyed chatting with us. He looked up prices on his iPad and we walked through all the different rooms, quickly falling in love with every duvet and medieval spoon we found. We bid Brian a good evening, bought a few little trinkets, and made a swift stop at It’Sugar candy shop for some pineapple gummi bears and chocolate covered oreos.
The evening ended with another hilarious round of Cards Against Humanity.
Loving this adventure,
Carley got in Thursday late night – we spent the evening hours giggling and catching up. On Friday morning, we woke super early to catch Katie’s favorite Orange Theory class at 6:45 with Jesse. I can see the attraction, he was HILARIOUS. Think Will & Grace + muscles + fabulous smile + high-energy fitness. It was somewhere between the second circuit and the side planks when Carley leaned over and said something along the lines of, “You two are insane for liking this.” Needless to say, we were extremely sweaty, spent and ready for some refueling.
Breakfast took place at Daily Dose. We settled on Micheladas. Served as a iced glass of lime juice, a Mexican beer, and a small carafe of tomato juice. Kind of like a beer-garita or sorts. We weren’t entirely impressed. Decisions couldn’t be made on what to order, as everything looked good in our deliriously hungry and sore state of mind, so we decided to share the Banana Bread French Toast, The Hangover Sandwich and the Breakfast Nachos. All of which were delicious and most of which we brought home as leftovers.
After our refuel session, we grabbed a few supplies at Costco. A weekend with your girlfriends requires a few staples. For example, large glass bottles of vodka. The one on the right was purchased, we plan to empty it.
As we walked around Carley began to feel the muscle burn that Orange Theory brings. She spent a bit of time lounging in agony. At Costco… and at home.
We hightailed it home, changed into swimsuits, made a cocktail and beelined for the pool. There wasn’t any laying in the sun, there was strictly underwater lounging… it was hot enough to fry an egg on the sidewalk. Later into the evening, Scott treated us to Oregano’s. We needed to get out of the apartment as the AC isn’t working properly and we were going slightly stir-crazy. It worked out well because a trip to Arizona is.not.complete without dining at Oregano’s. We shared the Vino Bambino salad (UNREAL) – and Uncle Ray’s Sausage & ‘Shrooms pizza. Entire confection. Totally satisfied.
After dinner, it was time to doodle in Paper by FiftyThree and laugh at the good fortune of having close friends.
We have begun prepping two locations at our place to put on Airbnb – a home-sharing style website. Charge them to rent out the boathouse or the whole lower level of the main house. I walked down to start moving furniture around and post on Craigslist. There was a slightly musty smell coming from behind the theater wall. I knelt down to explore and my knees got wet. It turns out the draining pipe from our siding overhaul last summer was not properly pieced together and all of that insane monsoon rain we had the past few weeks? Yeah, it’s safely stationed in our basement. Commence operation Rip Apart and Dry It Up. Who coined that phrase when it rains it pours?… I’d like to force them to do a shot of bottom-shelf tequila (no lime).
Sometimes I see vehicles with modifications that cannot be explained. Isn’t this one of those Muppet dolls?
In Uptown resides a hotspot called Republic. It took over the top-level bar called Independent in Calhoun Square. My favorite drink is called the Skinny Ginny and consists of Hendricks, St. Germain, tonic and thai basil. I’m a standing testament that the maximum should be two. Just enough, not too much, end the evening gracefully.
Did you know that laundromats still exist? Just kidding, I’m not that naive. We spent the better part of an entire evening doing no less than three loads of laundry at a local coin operated joint. A family there seemed camped out for the long haul, each kid had a coloring book, there were snacks, it was like a picnic hotspot. I didn’t understand the need for Distractors (Cheez-Its, drawing materials) until I saw they had what seemed to be the entire ship of Titanic’s worth of clothing in a half dozen machines and piled up on the folding table. Either they change clothes 3x a day, they wait two months to wash everything, or there are nine more of them at home while the ladies do all the work.
For a few weeks I couldn’t find gas for less than $4.65/gallon. Now I’m stuck between deciding to sell my car that I adore, or take more public transportation. I’m in favor of more transportation but judging by the fact that the bus leaves from a spot near my house, but does not ever come back puts me between a rock and a hard place. Perhaps I need to start biking to work again. I just cannot get used to biking on the road, and every direction I turn is under construction. Time to sell the Lexus and shop for a more fuel-efficient car? Perhaps.
Have you ever taken a gander at the shampoo/conditioner section at Target? It’s like a Cheese Emporium in Europe. There are more options than we should be allowed to choose from. Let’s narrow this wall down to the top ten bestsellers and get rid of all the extras. It’s crazy we are inundated with this amount of product. It’s ridiculous, really. People should be focusing on whether they’re going to run 3 miles or do a circuit today. This nation needs to put emphasis on making decisions to stay in shape and eat healthy instead of which bottle o’goo is going to make your hair super shiny and long like Kim Kardashian.
Case in point, I shopped for a grill-out last weekend and noticed this marketing. Basically: serve Coca-Cola and your family will eat dinner with you tonight. HA! This is good stuff. Who made that up? Now THAT guy deserves a swift kick in the arse.
The concrete hallway at work shares a back entrance to many other shops in our mall. One recently relocated and this happened. A dolly of upper torsos complete with side boobs. Throw a filter on this and I would hang it in my laundry room as a 16×20 canvas. Random self-proclaimed art.
A month long delay between posts does a girl good. My life has gone from 6 to 10 and I’m a happy, blessed lady!
Another update in a few days… oh, and the link to my new blog will be released!
After the cleanse, I wanted to treat myself. Kinda like when people reach certain weight loss goals, they’ll buy a new pair of shoes, a nice bottle of wine, or something rewarding to them. This wasn’t a weight loss goal but a 5-day cleanse was trying and at times, frustrating. So… I decided to splurge on a few pieces of Lulu. Ladies beware, it’s dangerous in there! The colors of the season are bangin’ hot.
This lion cub-looking puppy melts my heart. He makes me want to find a way to keep puppies small. Forever and always. I like big dogs, too, but there’s something about little puppies that can instantly change your mood. The next breed I’d like to own is either a Corgi or a Great Bernese Mountain Dog. A little and a big.
I don’t consider myself a brand whore. In fact, I prefer the term brand loyal. There are a few with which I happily associate myself and highly recommend. This snapshot showcases four of them (artistic, no?). The car I drive right now is a Lexus. I’m thisclose to having it paid off. This model is one I saw on the freeway and secretly told myself I’d tote around my four kids in it one day… got the car, time to work on step two. The thumb holes on my Lululemon tops are reason alone to fall in love with the Vancouver-based retailer. No more sleeves rolling up into your jacket! Bazinga! Gorgeous, comfy clothing, totally unaffordable, but that’s what wish lists are for, right? I prefer regular water, by the gallon, I’m a water girl at heart. As long as it doesn’t taste like plastic, and doesn’t carry a strain of motezumas revenge (worst Mexico trip ever!)… I’ll guzzle it. After a good workout, I prefer Zico coconut water. After weightlifting, when my arms are like jelly worms, I pretend I spent all morning on a deserted island, hacking away at a palm tree to reach some of this glory. Last, but not least, a year ago we discovered a new shop called Superdry. I figured it was a high end, boutique fabric softener store – boy was I wrong. Behold some of the best jackets known to man. Superdry is a company based in Japan that knows the value of a zipper (or ten). This jacket (also with thumb holes I might add) retails for $140, it’s called the polar windcheater and worth every penny.
This tall, beautiful brunette is a breath of fresh air. I consider her one of my best friends and had to visit her while vacationing in her zip code. I made a reservation under a fake name (Debra Morgan, holla Dexter freaks!) and surprised her at the swanky salon where she works. It only took me 2 hours of public transportation bus riding and a mile walk to get there, but well worth the effort! Those annual girls trips I take? She’s one of the six ladies, and I would not be as far along in my life as I am without her straight talk, cuddles and infectious laugh. Mwah Carla!
Made a visit to Universal Studios. The best part? The Wizarding World of Harry Potter. The cobblestone, Butterbeer [a nonalcoholic butterscotch and root beer flavored frothy drink that tastes spectacular with smuggled in whiskey], everything! There’s even a wand shop where you can buy a phoenix-feather wand. Whoever thru this place together paid unbelievable attention to detail – I swear the air even smelled like freakin Hogwarts!
There’s a franchise in Florida that must make its way to the Midwest. Lime Fresh Mexican Grill has this magical salsa bar that is entirely glorious. Whoever thought to offer serve yourself pineapple salsa deserves a raise. Or an orgasm. I literally ate three cups of pineapple salsa in record time. Inhaled it.
I wasn’t prepared for the random week that I’ve had. But I’m healthy and happy and I won’t complain.
After many long months of waiting… one of my Kickstarter rewards has arrived! Jake Parker is a phenomenal artist. His goal was to design and publish a book with the help of crowd funding. Behold, the hard cover that I’m so excited to flip through. He did a great job and it’s super exiting to see a project that you’ve backed, sitting right in front of you! Check out more of his work on his website. I heard his original intent was to his stories bound in a book for his kids to read… adorable.
Isn’t there a better system for this? Instead of 80 people sitting, waiting, in silence, to be called (and only about 15 did), couldn’t we be on-call? And if you need someone, then I will leave what I’m doing and go to the courthouse? It seemed like a lot of man hours gone to waste. Let’s hope I never have to do that again. And if I do get summoned, I’m crossing my fingers I get chosen for a super high-profile murder trial and then sequestered. I would love a series of free nights stay at a swanky hotel downtown and fresh grilled salmon each night. A queen sized bed all to myself with sheets of egyptian cotton? Room service? Hot showers that can last for twenty minutes? Sign me up! k thanks bye!
Many things running around in my head this week. First and foremost, no matter what anyone tells you, there is a light at the end of the tunnel and sometimes that light is golden (or purple. or pink.) Chin up. Open heart, open mind.
Word on the street is we are going to get some snow, 100% chance of it, in fact, – check out this weather doppler right here courtesy of the trusty iPhone…
Not saying she’s never been wrong before… I’m just hoping for a Christmas-load of snow to fall on this state. For once this winter. And after we get that first inch, I’m hoping traffic signs will read something along these lines, because we all know Minnesota cannot drive in these
harmless terrible conditions.
I’m a little apprehensive for tomorrow as it’ll be the first time, in a while, I go to church. And I’m excited. Very. But nervous too, because all this time in between since I was at my “take a number” church… I realized I’ve formed these preconceived ideas about how it’ll all go down. I was so involved with my old church between plays and church retreats – the whole nine-yards, that I lost sight of what it really meant to be there. So I’m excited, and nervous, which usually go hand in hand. Open heart, open mind!
Earlier today I finished (finally!) Gone Girl and it was a shocking ending to say the least. Highly recommend that book. I also finished The Unnamed, which was painful and really not worth reading after about 40 pages… but I had to finish it. Highly do not recommend that book. Next on the list, The Happiness Project.
On the ride home from an adventure yesterday, I heard this on the radio and almost peed my pants (typical) because I loved it so much! Is it healthy to love a song? I adored it… I felt strongly toward it… you get the idea. Listen, now! On high volume!
And I’ll put a little plug in about the lyrics… they don’t resonate with me… I like the beat, and can run a mean 10K with this on repeat. But the lyrics?…. they are not my life right now, I refuse to believe in them.
My new mantra is open heart, open mind because you never know what’ll happen,
Rubbing this on my legs.
After a promotion one afternoon, I fell upon Teavana. A tea emporium. Loose leaf tea, white tea, oolong, everything. I highly recommend a visit. Shop wisely, it’s expensive! I treat it as a splurge.
My new favorite fuel is steel cut oats. Sliced apples, raisins, a dash of brown sugar and slivered almonds.
These are the most gorgeous flowers I’ve ever been given. Every color under the rainbow. More about that some other day.
I’m going to try something a little different. I have not been keeping up on my blog and it isn’t for lack of trying… my life has been nonstop, less than 6 hours of sleep, work, work and more work.
After Vancouver – I spent a weekend in Chicago with my best girlfriends (I will post about that once I’m back)…. then I worked the good old Minnesota State Fair for 9 long days straight. Which brings me just about to my current spot.
I’m sitting at Gate E12 about to get on a plane to Dublin, Ireland. My girlfriend Chelsea and I have decided to take a 10-day trip to the land of leprechauns and Jameson-induced debauchery.
On the docket: visit the Cliffs of Moher, hike the landscape, Jameson distillery, Guinness brewery tour, sleep in a castle and spend many an evening in pubs, chatting up the locals.
I’m utilizing the WordPress app on an iPhone, let’s see how this works!
Nothing like the old ‘work hard play hard’ adage… I have worked my tail off in the last 6 months and am about to depart on a third adventure. It’s all about the work-life balance. Find out what works for you!
Small to medium size shout out to my parents for watching my Yorkie, Oliver, all of this time. He’s such a good investment, eh?
I’ll toss a Jameson back for everyone of you!
A quick thank-you to charging stations at the MSP airport! #thankful