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The Smallest Things Can Conquer

I've reached the age where any allergies that have lay dormant for most of my life are waking up to wreak havoc. I saw this happen when my own bubble boy, Matt, entered his 30s. His doctor explained to him back then that as we get closer to 40 until about the age of 60something, our allergies kick into high gear because our immune system is working better than ever. I had great hopes that I wouldn't be too susceptible. How soon I forget!

When I was in high school, both my violin teacher and my mother determined during a lesson that I would not be going to school the next day. I remember gazing back with a sad, exhausted look as I reached for another tissue to save my nose from dripping down my face. It was May. Maple tree pollen lightly dusted everything. Fast-forward to last year. This was the first time I had the need to try taking Zyrtek since high school. Oh wondrous drug! I could breathe! I quickly forgot about allergies for a couple seasons. Then Easter came. …

Heard About Pittsburgh, PA?

This past weekend I went to Pittsburgh, PA for the first time. I was accompanied by my parents (their 2nd trip) and Matt (his umpteenth trip although former trips were mainly to skateboard and buy records). The purpose of the trip was to celebrate my dad's birthday and to take advantage of free rooms my mom earned through Holiday Inn Express.

We couldn't have gotten a better weekend weather wise. I not only broke out the shorts, but a tank top and bathing suit. Hooray for hotels that have pools.

Saturday, we left at the crack of dawn and got to IKEA by 10am. There we spent way too much money, but we really did need blinds for our kitchenette and stairway hallway. After lunch at IKEA, we enjoyed rush-hour style traffic on a Saturday that took us into Pittsburgh. There, we found the road we wanted to get to the top of Mount Washington where skyline pictures were taken. We also semi-crashed a wedding that was a half hour from starting because we wanted pictures inside a hist…

Cravings and Logic

I've had a bountiful crop of cravings this week. Many women know what this feels like at least once a month. For some reason, I fixated on doughnuts this month. I was particularly craving Tim Hortons. When I went to bed thinking, "Oh god, a sausage breakfast sandwich would taste amazing right now. If I got the meal deal, I'd get a doughnut too!" one night, it was no surprise that I found myself putting the turning signal on to pull my car into the long line of cars for the Tim Horton's drive-thru lane.

I'm not sure if it's just a Western New York phenomenon that lines for Tim Hortons must stretch beyond the normal drive-thru lane and into on-coming traffic. I've heard of police being needed to help guide traffic in parts of Buffalo. This winding line is the main reason I'm able to resist caloric temptations on my way to work each morning. However, no line would deter me when my cravings are kicked into high gear. But wait, somewhere logic …

Forte Anew

The new back drop for the bar at Forte. I love the warm glow!

I Consume iPods

Without warning, my iPod decided to do a non-connecting to computer trick on Sunday. It was still perfectly usable, but my computer and iTunes decided they didn't want to be friends anymore with my little silver devil (also affectionately called "Music In My Head").

Since the last thing I wanted to do was call tech support, I started hunting around the support pages of Apple, trying out all the trouble shooting suggestions for my issue. Nothing worked. With a heavy sigh, I placed my order for service. A nice guy called me back in less than a minute and became equally frustrated after we tried everything else I hadn't thought of. Unfortunately, this involved setting up my iPod to go through the restore process, which requires it to be hooked up to my computer, but my computer doesn't recognize it, so the silver devil will be headed to Apple to be fixed or replaced. And because it's in "restore" mode, I can't listen to it either.

Good thing my…

A Sort of Beer Heaven

For the past couple weeks, Wegmans has been tantalizing us with an open area back near the beer coolers that was to become the new International/Microbrew Beer section of the store. This weekend, it was unveiled.

I was the lone girl in a meandering group of guys who wandered down the short aisles, mouths agape at the selection. While it's not a big section, there are some good picks. I immediately snagged a 4-pack of Dogfish Head Brewery's 90 Minute IPA. I also saw a sixer of Sackets Harbor Brewing Co.'s 1812 Amber Ale that I'll have to pick up sometime. Naturally, there was an abundant selection of Southern Tier Brewing Company beers including the limited edition 4-22 Earth Day Ale. FYI, Hop Sun is now available!

The new beer area seems popular since some brands looked a little depleted. Note: you cannot mix six packs up. Your best bet is to get a friend who wants to try something different from you and split the cost that way.

Sconce Project

Since we have a mostly free Saturday, I decided I better get the last of our wall sconces spray-painted so the dining room could be another step closer to done.

First, I put on face mask in some attempt to keep dust and fumes from doing me in anymore than allergies already have. Then, I roughed up the brass with sand paper I found laying around in our basement. After wiping down the sconce with a rag to remove dust I put some painter's tape around the light switch on the front of the sconce and taped down the wires in the back.

After donning some rubber gloves and shaking up my can of textured Rustoleum, I held onto the sconce where the light bulb is screwed in and made even passes over the fixture with the spray paint. When I was satisfied that I couldn't see shiny yellow brass winking at me through the paint, I carefully set it down on an old dish rack to dry.

The last picture in this set is of a sconce I had finished last year.



All Of My Days..

The weather has turned for the better. Softball and baseball fields are open in the city. Between my phone and walk-in's, I can barely keep up with any work that doesn't involve issuing field practice permits.

The image you see is what my desk looks like as I've been trying to juggle creating schedules and signing teams up for fields.

Here's to Spring!

Pre-Easter Egg Hunt

Easter Egg hunt site in Allen Park before the eggs are put out and the kids arrive. A little chilly but the sun is beautiful!

Honest Scrap

Matt and Kevin tagged me for the Honest Scrap award.

The Award and Rules:

This award is bestowed upon a fellow blogger whose blog content or design is, in the giver’s opinion, brilliant.

Apparently the rules are as follows:

1. When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to the said person so everyone knows she/he is real.
2. Choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have seven friends. Show the seven random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog. Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon.
3. List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on!

Seven Bloggers

1. LJC FYI: Great design, fun posts. This blog is written by a fine woman I met in the m…

Who Is Calling?

The past week has had some odd occurrences that I haven't experienced since I was a teenager. Over the weekend, I was jolted awake by the sound of a girl loudly saying, "Ma'am!" to me. Matt mumbled, "You okay?" as I snuggled closer to him. I had been half asleep when I heard the voice. The voice was very distinctive and clear, as if the speaker had been standing at the foot of our bed, impatiently waiting for me to get up.

Later in the day, I mentioned this to Matt and he said he had something similar happen to him a week or so ago. At first, he thought it was me coming home and trying to wake him up because he thought the girl said "Matt," not "Ma'am."

Earlier this week, I was working hard on a project when I swore I heard my female co-worker call my name from the other end of the office. I sighed, got up and went over to ask her what she needed. She looked at me like I had two heads, "Nothing? Why?"

"You didn'…

Spring Break for Forte

We really love Forte. Hell, the place even gets its own blog label here. Anyway, our favorite place to drink, see friends, and get food is shut down for two weeks so the owners can defrag and renovate. Forte really is our "third place."

This past Saturday, a big party (Surprise Party #16) was held there to kick off the break. I went and danced the night away to tunes spun (CDs spin, so I can still say that) by a couple friends. As I left, I realized that I didn't know where to find my friends for the next two weeks.

"But where will Shannon and I play alternating DJ with my iPod?" I sadly thought.

"Will I even see NickDean or Peggy or Steve or.. or.." my brain whirled. Or maybe that was just the remnants of the second gin & tonic I had drank.

Then the planner in me went into action and send out a Facebook broadcast. If all goes as planned, Shannon, Nick, Lori, Matt and I will be at the Wine Cellar this Thursday terrorizing the regulars by taking…