Showering in fear.

The original title of this post was going to be ‘living in fear’ but then I thought that seemed a bit dramatic for a Wednesday morning, don’t you think?

You may think this post got its name from me seeing a spider in my shower.

Which would be a really good assumption, but it’s not correct (this time).

You see, on Sunday I felt like being a bit silly so I made the very-well-thought-out decision to dump a cup of cold water on the Husband’s head while he was enjoying a hot shower.  I felt so sly!

Alas – It was a disappointing moment in my life – he didn’t yell or anything, he just continued showering and calmly told me that I could expect him to retaliate soon.  This is when I realized I was in deep trouble.  You know how when you were a kid and your parents yelled (about whatever-the-heck-you-did) you knew whatever you did wasn’t so bad, but when they just looked at you and shook their heads you knew you were in deep shit?  Yep, I had flashbacks of those moments.

I wish I had considered the retaliation when I decided that playing a prank on my husband was the best-decision-ever.

I’m assuming that the retaliation will be related to the original ‘prank.’ So, I can no longer shower when the Husband is home, because showering in constant fear of cold water is not enjoyable.  And I HATE cold water.  Really, I do.  It’s probably the thing I dislike most in the entire world.  I always take hot showers, scalding showers, showers that practically burn my skin off.

Even in Africa I found ways to take hot showers, I was dedicated.

Anyway, for the last few days I’ve been showering when the Husband is out of the house, and so far it’s working pretty well.  I’m hoping that after a while he’ll forget about that whole Sunday-morning-thing-that-shall-never-be-mentioned-again and I can get back on a normal showering routine.  Otherwise, it’s possible that I’ll have to go days without showering, and that’s not really ideal for anyone.

And I’m not above a hygiene-break to avoid a cold-water scare.  Perhaps if I go long enough without shaving I’ll be able to negotiate with the Husband to forget about the retaliation in return for me shaving my legs.

After all, being married is all about compromise and negotiating (or so they tell me).

Or maybe I’ll start taking baths…  Other suggestions/pieces of advice are welcome.

In other news,one of the highlights of my week thus far happened yesterday evening, when one of my very best friends was in town for a few hours.  I left work early so we could get together to drink tea and talk about all things silly and serious and thought-provoking.

Meet Laura, she has excellent taste in scarves (and most other things, but this picture highlights the scarf)

Meet Laura, she has excellent taste in scarves (and most other things, but this picture highlights the scarf)

Good friends warm my heart, which is especially convenient since it’s been approximately negative one-bijillion degrees windchill in Chicago the last few days.  Mother nature, please get your act together.

I hope everyone’s having a great week so far!  Think warm thoughts and take hot showers, because I won’t be enjoying a long shower anytime soon and someone should be!


What I read when I’m drinking wine.

Sometimes I get so busy that I forget that I’m only human and do not have the abilities to tackle every task at hand and try to do everything anyway.  And then life reminds me that I’m only human and strikes my over-exhausted body down with sickness.

Last week was one of those weeks.  I was so busy, so productive, and so happy.  and then BAM! everything shut down. (By ‘everything’ I’m referring to my immune system).

I was fairly certain I was going to die on Friday from the common cold.

Yeah, this could be an example of me being dramatic, but seriously, I had the fever, the chills, the sore throat, the stuffy nose, the cough, you get the idea.  I felt disgusting and managed to look even worse.  Maybe that’s why the Husband took pity on me and was even nicer to me than usual.  This is one of the great perks of being married – I have a wonderful roommate who is willing to cook for me, rub my feet, draw me a bath, etc.

Do I know I’m spoiled? Definitely.

The point is, this weekend was more uneventful than I had hoped, but the Husband took great care of me and I was able to read a fantastic book!

Silver lining people, silver lining.

This book.... I cannot say enough about it.  It's kind of self-help but pretty much just awesome.

This book…. I cannot say enough about it. It’s kind of self-help(ish) but pretty much just awesome.

Over the weekend I finished The Gifts of Imperfection. No summary of this book (that I could write) would do it justice, but suffice it to say that this book is one of my very-favorites and I think I’ll find it to be quite life changing.

What book is next on my list?  I have a whole shelf full of possibilities, filled with recommendations from friends and blog writers and all sorts of other sources.

These are next on my 'to-read' list!

These are next on my ‘to-read’ list!

Don’t worry (were you worried?), I didn’t spend the entire weekend with my nose in a book and devoid of any human interaction. On Sunday my mom came into town and we went to brunch and any weekend that involves a fancy brunch is pretty wonderful.

It wasn’t just an ordinary brunch, either.  We went to Longman & Eagle and it was every bit as fantastic as I thought it would be.

Oh brunch, how I love thee.

Oh brunch, how I love thee!

Ah – books, love, brunch, family, wine, a documentary or two… I had quite the successful weekend.

I hope you enjoyed your weekend and are recharged for the week ahead!

Wandering around the internet.

This week…

I was inspired to take more and better pictures by looking through these award-winning photos.

… and there are even more of them here.

I was reminded on how to live a meaningful life.

There are way too many people who aren’t using this music site to listen to free music.  (Way better than Pandora, in my opinion).

I got motivated.

I read the most beautiful poem and found a new favorite writer.

We received this valentine yesterday, and it's definitely one of my favorite ever!  (from my best friend and her four year old son)

We received this valentine yesterday, and it’s definitely one of my favorite ever! (from my best friend and her four-year old son)

Three cheers for love!

I kind-of sort-of wish I could hate Valentine’s Day because it’s just another Hallmark holiday and all of that good stuff.  But the thing is, I totally love Valentine’s Day.  It’s always been one of my absolute favorite holidays.

I mean, what’s not to like about a day celebrating love?!  Plus (need I remind you) there are chocolates involved.

Need I say more? Exactly.

So, in honor of February 14, I’d like to propose a toast:

This is how we spent our v-day evening.  Terrific dinner at Boka!

This is how we spent our v-day evening. Terrific dinner at Boka!

Cheers to Valentine’s Day and the love that’s celebrated.  Cheers to all the love in life, past and current, that has gotten me to where I am today.  Cheers to the friends I’ve had and the friendships I’ve lost and the great friends who live life next to me, still.  Cheers to all the first dates and the last dates and the dates that never were. Cheers to the loves that made me cry and the loves I hurt and the love that is always worth fighting for.  Cheers to fleeting love and enduring love and the love that probably wasn’t love at all.  Cheers to pre-date jitters and nervous laughter and awkward conversations that lead to much more.  And cheers to the good times that are only that and nothing else.  Cheers to taking risks and getting hurt and trying again.  Cheers to the private jokes and drunken nights and driving around with no destination in mind.  Cheers to staying out late and bending the rules and the summer heat.  Cheers to sharing ice cream and kisses and stories.  Cheers to the valentines in grade school – one for every person in the class – and for giving the extra-special ones to the friends that meant the most.  Cheers to crushes and flings and firsts and the best friends who were a part of it all.  Cheers to arms that hug and ears that listen and shoulders that are leaned on.  Cheers to dressing up and red lipstick and – shoes.

An excuse to wear red high heels?  Yes, please!

An excuse to wear red high heels? Yes, please!

Cheers to heartbreak and mended hearts and hearts that could not be any fuller.  Cheers to soul mates and lovers and confidants.  Cheers to companions and the supporting characters in the story that is our life.  Cheers to holding hands and sweaty palms and making the first move. Cheers to making promises and saying vows and the community that supports us. Cheers to love and respect between strangers and random acts of kindness.  Cheers to love that knows no boundaries, that exists in spite of flaws and accepts me the way I am.  Cheers to self-love and acceptance and unique beauty.  Cheers to breaking-up and making-up and finally feeling at home.  Cheers to all of my valentine’s this year, near and far, that have helped to form me into the person I am today.

But really, cheers to love in all of its forms that I’m thankful for everyday, but especially celebrate today.

And of course, a most special cheers to the Husband, who also happens to be my valentine.

Our third year celebrating Valentine's Day together!

Our third year celebrating Valentine’s Day together!

I hope you had a most splendid day celebrating love in all of its forms!


Last year at this time…

I’d like to think I’m one of those women who doesn’t celebrate the anniversary of every relationship milestone.


But, I did look at the calendar the other day and think ‘Wow, it’s almost a year since the Husband proposed!  Where the fuck heck has time gone?!’


So, I will give a head-nod to this day (which means I will fill this post with some of the pictures from our engagement photo shoot that no one has seen yet), because February 11, 2012 was one of the very happiest days of my life and I think happiness should be shared and celebrated and remembered with fond smiles and a joyful heart.


For those of you who may not remember, or who never knew:  There were photos lining an empty hallway.  There were delivery men who were moving furniture into our new apartment.  There was a long hallway and photos of our last few years and a small table set up in our still-empty family room. There was an empty apartment with just us and the ring and some photos and the glasses and bottle of champagne and rose pedals and joy.  


There was crying and laughing and disbelief.  I had my hair in a ponytail and generally looked a hot mess.  We ate brunch with my mom. We concluded the day with dinner with my dad and the Husband’s parents.  I couldn’t stop looking at the diamonds on my left hand and feeling unbelievably blessed.  There were lots of phone calls and text messages and social media postings.  Joy. There was lots and lots of joy.



I remember the whole day with a full-heart and misty eyes.  


It was everything I had ever thought it could be and more. There is not much in my life that exceeds my greatest expectations, but the Husband has surpassed them all, and this proposal was something that I couldn’t have written any better.


For a man who’s not at all romantic, the Husband outdid himself big time.


On this day in 2012, I said ‘Can I wear it?!’ by which I meant ‘yes’ and we embarked on yet another great adventure (together)!



I just had the most delicious weekend.

I had a phenomenal weekend this past weekend.  The kind of weekend where I can breathe a sigh of relief and contentment on Sunday night because I finished everything I wanted to do and feel caught up on life and saw friends and ate great food and drank quality drinks and all-around feel fulfilled.

I am savoring every second of these happy and content feelings because some weekends are frustrating and sad and lonely and unproductive, but this weekend was not one of those and for that I am thankful.

I won’t go through every single thing I did, but actually I’ll probably end up listing it all anyway.  Sorry about that, just bear with me.


On Friday the Husband and I went out with a high school friend of mien and her husband at a place in Chicago I’ve been meaning to go forever – The Publican.  It was fantastic.  I was happy that they had seafood dishes because it’s basically known for its  meat and beer and I don’t eat or drink either one of those.  It was tapas style and the dishes were delicious and we shared so much great food and laughed over beers and scallops and hams and mussels in beer broth.

Dave and Rachel dined with us on Friday.

Great friends, great drinks, great food… nothing beats this!

Speaking of which, you’ll be happy to know (well, you probably don’t care, but I’m at least happy to tell you) that I’ve settled on my ‘adult drink of choice’ which is Ketel One and water with lemon.  Perfection in a glass.

I spent my Saturday shopping on Michigan Avenue with one of my absolute favorite people ever, Miss Brittany.

Well, first we went to Xoco.  I had never been there before and it did not disappoint in the slightest.

I got the fish stew.  To-die-for delicious.

I got the fish stew. To-die-for delicious.

Now, I really don’t go shopping very often (I promise!), but lately I’ve really been figuring out things I need to buy and have been going at this list with extra-enthusiasm.  Our stores-of-choice for this shopping expedition were Sephora, Anthropologie, and Nordstrom Rack.  The things I purchased included: a cardigan (yes, another one), raspberry jeans, an ‘&’ sign for house decor, a candle, conditioner, blush, bronzer, exfoliator, moisturizer, foundation, eye liner, eye shadow, lip liner, lip gloss, a winter coat…. it was exhausting.  I found some awesome deals, too!

After our productive afternoon, Brit & I went out to dinner to celebrate our most fantastic and successful shopping day of all time at Vermillion with our significant others where I got the most AMAZING vegetarian dish I’ve ever eaten.  I’m not even being dramatic, it was that delicious.  We all belly-laughed and enjoyed cocktails and dined on Indian food (and other infusion-type dishes) and stayed for hours and hours.  I even ordered three desserts and we finished every morsel.

Brit and the Husband (mine, obviously, not hers)

Brit and the Husband (mine, obviously, not hers)

Today I woke up and went to CrossFit and the Husband and I ran some errands and bought a piece of furniture and some frames and then we went to church and ate dinner.  Perfection.

My credit card is a bit overwhelmed after all of the use its gotten in the past few days, but I am so, so happy that I took care of so many things I’ve been saying I needed to buy for weeks.

And now I’m watching the Blackhawks and I’m about to read and cuddle with my little monster.

Perfect weekend?  I think so.

I hope everyone else has had an equally wonderful weekend.

The internet and its infinite knowledge never ceases to amaze me.

This week I learned some random stuff:

  • That there are so many books I need to add to my ever-growing reading list  (Yes, I ordered two of these already)
  • Which Senators opposed the Violence Against Women Act (what.the.heck)
  • Where every single person lives in the United States (through a pretty nifty map picture)
  • About a woman who killed 3 people in 2010 and her interesting past (one of the best articles I’ve read in a while)
  • 30 elephants are killed in Tanzania every day for their tusks.  This is especially sad because we were just there and the elephants were so fun to watch!  What a gentle and beautiful species.  Conservationists predict elephants could face extinction as early as 2020.  I can’t imagine a world without elephants.
May your weekend be filled with chocolate and alcohol!  (Combined!)

May your weekend be filled with chocolate and alcohol (Combined!)

I must be doing something right.

Ah, the recognition I've always dreamed of.

Ah, the recognition I’ve always dreamed of.

I like to think this recognition implies all sorts of positive things about me.

Maybe it means I have an excellent LinkedIn profile

or just a really good profile picture.

Or maybe it means that I am one of the top 10% most employable people ever.

Yep, probably all of those things.

It’s a wonder that more 6 figure job offers haven’t been flowing my way.  Or any, for that matter.

This type of email kind of reminds me of the time my friend said she got an email from OKCupid saying that she was ranked as one of the most attractive members.  And then I was instantly jealous because I received no such acknowledgement from them. (Nope, still not over it, obviously).

But I did get a husband out of the site, so I guess there’s that.

Oh what a crazy world we live in – constantly being judged by the number of clicks on a profile and the amount of strangers who attempt to send us (mostly) creepy  or pointless messages or even by the amount of ‘Likes’ we get.

Anyway, cheers to recognition, no matter how trivial!

A lovely little quote on forgiveness.


(via Unfundamentalist Christians)

This is one of the first things I saw (on the internet, anyway) when I woke up.  Beautifully stated, don’t you think?

It made me think of the apologies I probably never gave or didn’t know I needed to give and the friends who forgave me anyway.

Because I have awesome friends and that’s kind of what friends do.  And spouses, for that matter.

Actually, the Husband usually sends me super heartfelt apologies.  I say ‘sends’ because they’re often via ecard.  Nothing says ‘this is genuine’ like an ecard!

husband apology

The Husband sent me this gem the other month. I think he was hoping it could cover a multitudes of wrongs and will continue to be relevant in the future, so he’ll never need to come up with a unique apology again.

Now, go apologize someone who you owe an apology to!  Or, decide to forgive someone who owes you an apology.

What a winning way to start a Tuesday.


If at first you don’t succeed, continue baking the damn eclairs.

In case you haven’t noticed or aren’t fortunate enough to live in the midwest during winter… it’s fucking really, really cold here.  Today feels balmy in the 20’s, that’s how bad it’s been. Take Friday for example… I woke up 10 minutes earlier than usual to put on all of my layers, just to jog a half mile to the gym.

I ran in a full winter jacket and snow pants.   I used to be tougher than this and could handle any run in a few long sleeves and tights, but now I’m a wimp. Don’t judge me. 

My body wasn’t cold (it was a 5 minute jog!) but my lungs were screaming and I think I developed brain freeze by breathing.  Awesome.

*Sidenote, I must admit, I think reading ‘Game of Thrones’ is causing me to become more paranoid about the cold weather.  All I can think of is ‘WINTER IS COMING!  OH NO!’  Uhhh, duh Lisa, it’s February in Chicago. Winter has been here.*

The lock of my apartment complex froze and refused to open. Luckily, there is a used bookstore across the street from me and I was able to hang out there until the Husband came to rescue me.

The lock on the gate of my apartment complex froze and refused to open. Luckily, there is a used bookstore across the street from me and I was able to hang out there until the Husband came to rescue me.

Anyway, this weekend I spent my time doing plenty of indoor activities:

  • Reading ‘Game of Thrones’
  • Watching hockey and eating pizza and drinking beer with friends
  • Wearing my new sweaters/cardigans
  • Drinking butterscotch schnapps and hot chocolate
  • Eating dinner and going to a bar with my girlfriends
  • Watching the Superbowl with the Husband and his family

What I also did was bake chocolate eclair cupcakes from scratch.  You see, it was the Husband’s dad’s birthday yesterday and we all went over to the Husband’s parents’ house to celebrate, and he likes chocolate eclairs… so I figured I would make them into cupcakes!  I should really get some ‘wife points’ or maybe even ‘daughter-in-law points’ for this.

Anyway, I found a recipe for the cupcakes so I thought baking these things would be super-easy and take about an hour.  Any recipe found through random Google searches must be great, right?!


The recipe I originally used was awful and I created two batches that had to be thrown away.  Then I made filling that had to be thrown away.  Seriously, the filling somehow turned into a solid omelette.  This is never a good sign.

Well, finally I wised up and created my own recipe from lots of other recipes on the oh-so-wise internet. In the end, everything turned out great.

It only took about 5 hours.  Oy vey.

Please direct your attention to the top right picture... see how flat the first batch turned out compared to the second?!  But, eventual success!

Please direct your attention to the top right picture… see how flat the first batch turned out compared to the second?! But, eventual success!

It was a good thing I had plans to go out drinking after this ordeal, because I have a super-low tolerance for kitchen mishaps and was in desperate need of vodka after taking the second batch of ruined eclairs out of the oven.

Luckily, third time’s the charm, and I can proudly say I defeated the chocolate eclair cupcakes.

Domesticity is within my reach….

I hope you had a warm and delicious Superbowl weekend!