Wednesday, December 30, 2009

The Good Things that 2009 Brought Me

I'm sure you get lots of e-mail that have a "best of" dealio to wrap up the year.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you may think it's lame, but I decided a while ago to challenge myself to make a "best of 2009" for my own life. Pardon me if you don't care, but if nothing else, give it a go yourself. Makes you really appreciate all you've done/gone through to get to where you are and seriously, what better time to do so than the end of a year? Cliche, yet golden.

So - in no order whatsoever other than when the thoughts popped into my head, I give to you...the best of my year:

1) Kristyn & Michael tying the knot
2) Jill & Bri-guy tying the knot
3) Meg & Mike tying the knot
4) "Evacuate the Dance Floor" by Cascada
5) Mark (finally) graduating from Benet and successfully surviving his first semester of college
6) Ricky invading Denver and loving it
7) Summit Publishing surviving (kudos to Dad on this one)
8) Buying myself a red sofa and sweet chair-and-a-half
9) Giving a speech in front of 100+ people for work
10) Dan & Mel having their first baby!
11) Third annual Great Es(cape)
12) Spontaneous trip taking
13) Living on my own in Chicago (word up, one bedroom)
a) finding lint filter in dryer in said apartment
14) Attending an actual horse race
15) Meeting Gavin DeGraw and promptly falling slightly in like (damn celebrities ::sigh::)
16) Sporting a homemade colorful mumu and having a dance party for approximately 6 hours
17) Seeing Britney Spears in concert at her CIRCUS and making fun of the fact the Pussycat Dolls opened for her
18) Finding and playing Giant Jenga at a bar!
19) Seeing Elton John & Billy Joel AT Wrigley Field (tell me how I am ever going to top that?)
20) Biking across the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco

Really...I could go on because '09er was a pretty great year. But as Tina and I both know, the best is yet to come...

Hope yours was just a great...until next year!

Good Work, Facebook.

Facebook has all of these (silly and time wasting) applications nowadays. I don't really pay attention to them. However, I did cave and use this one called "2009 in review" last night. Okay, I just made up that name. It is actually called "My Year in Photos." Maybe it's new this year, maybe it's not.

Either way, it's damn cool.

It automatically creates a collage of all the pictures you've uploaded or that you have been tagged in to show you all you've done in the past year.

I'd say FB did a fabulous job of chosing pictures because Lord knows - I'd never be able to chose myself. How do you rank the events in your own life? Answer: you don't - you allow a Web site to do it for you.


So, 2009, it's been real, but it's time for a new year.

I can't wait for 2010 to strut its stuff.

Sup Christmas?

This year's Christmas has come and gone - like they all do. What I enjoyed most about this 2009 celebration was not only did we see a musical as a family (including everyone enjoying it), we started a new tradition.

Now, I know what you're thinking: "how brave of you!" Brave for a) being daring enough to believe that all will enjoy a musical and brave for b) starting a new tradition on a holiday typically based around traditions.

It started the day before Christmas Eve. My brothers and I had ever-so-stealthily planned a surprise for my parents' 30th anniversary. Mark had the idea to get them tickets to go see "In The Heights" - since the show's Chicago run was Christmas through New Years. Ricky, being the good sport he is, agreed to "take one for the team" and so we purchased tickets. The show, you ask? Was freaking amazing. I was a bit nervous in the first five minutes because it was a lot of rapping with a Spanish accent so we were all leaning forward a tad in an attempt to understand what was being said. About 20 minutes in, you catch on and thank goodness for that. Go see it. It's truly fun for the whole family.

Christmas Eve came with my mom intent on capturing the ideal Holiday card picture.

After several attempts, we were successful. This was not the photo chosen. I'm not foolish enough to give away the real thing. That'd be a waste.

Old traditions were celebrated - aka the annual singalong featuring four - now five! - talented musicians that attend the Eve of Christmas at the Angels. I loved the below shot of my boys watching my dad on the piano. Enter: sappy Kerri.

And yes, I purposefully saved the newest tradition for the end of the post because I wanted to leave you wanting more. Thanks to Dan Bennett, we introduced Irish Coffee into the mix this year (aka coffee with whiskey) and it was glorious. Everyone was a fan. Technically, it was Kentucky Coffee though - since the whiskey was good ol' Evan Williams, from Kentucky. But who cares about details like that?

Needless to say, I'd chalk it up as another successful Christmas. The 25th in my book and still going strong. Oh yeah - and it was a white Christmas!

I'm one lucky girl.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

What's Wrong With This Picture?

I'll give you one guess.

Give up?

Fine.

What's wrong with this picture is that it was not taken outside my front door in Chicago - it was taken in Washington DC! What the what?

My friend, Chris, took this from his phone and sent it to us in a very friendly e-mail to which he said: "Never thought I'd say this, but I think we have Chicago beat!" For once, I am jealous. So very jealous.

Especially after I just returned from running some errands in this lovely sleet slash rain slash random flurries precipitation deal we've got going on here in the Midwest. I know patience is a virtue, but Christmas is on Friday! Give me something to work with here, weatherman. Please! Granted I want the weather to cooperate so the last brother can make his way to Chicago smoothly - but snow! Come onnnnnnnn.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Every Kiss Begins With...

Please stop talking, slightly threatening man.

And the winner of one of the best slash worst commercials of this 2009 Holiday season is....

KAY JEWELERS!

Congrats, creepy cabin boy. You successfully ruined every thunderstorm and the hopes of a nice embrace post thunder clap.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

The Right Coast.

The nation's capital was bombarded last weekend. A Feld family was reunited and we got to meet a new member of the circus clan.

Although working for the circus and Disney on Ice had its perks in (and out of) the three rings and on (and off) the ice, the greatest perks I found were the friendships. (Geez, have the holidays made me sappy or what?) Although Philly wasn't my favorite city to claim residence in, I got to meet some of my favorite people in the world.

Now YOU get to meet them too.

Baby Brendan was born on October 6 and I got him his first Cubs shirts. Seeing as the only team he has to root for is the Nationals (and let's be serious - can we really call them a professional team? I guess their paychecks can), it seemed fitting that he be a Cubs fan.

Ever the true fan, BPB is happy because he knows there's always next year. 2010, what?

The team that never was in writing, but always will be:

I'd say we're comprised of 60% women and 40% raw talent and creativity.

Mom Turned 21!

again! But who's counting?

For the second year in a row, I've been lucky enough to see my mom on her day of birth. 2009 brought a delicious dinner at Rosebud on Rush (talk about eating with a view - we couldn't help peaking over at The Peninsula for any celebrity sightings).

It was snowy. Christmas decorations were up and we were happy. After claiming we were too full for dessert, then proceeding to polish off of the chocolate godiva cake - which naturally I claimed was "godiva for," I swear you probably had to roll us out of the restaurant.

BUT

it was worth it because my mom was positively happy. And you know what makes me happier than being happy myself? Seeing the people I love the most so happy. I asked her if it was a good birthday and she said the only thing that could make it better were "two boys."

SO Ricky and Mark, you were there in spirit, but had you been there in person, I wouldn't have had my dinner tonight (leftovers galore).

Here is 3/5ths of the Griswalds, posing in front of the holiday-adorned lion at the entrance of The Peninsula, where I held Dad back from going in and asking about "the Hollywood stars potentially staying in the penthouse."

Monday, December 7, 2009

Confused. Bewildered. Uncomfortable.

and yet can't look away.

There are millions upon millions of videos on YouTube - some funny, some serious, some thoughtful then some where you just wonder why this is okay?

And I realize as I write that question, the video I am about to share is in no way, shape or form "okay" other than you have no idea what is going on.



The number of questions it raises is astounding. Also, if I offend you - my apologies, but I am a big believer that sharing "what not to do" is just as important (if not more) than "what to do."

Thursday, December 3, 2009

I Love Elephants.

Also have, always will. Thanks to my brother, Mark, he randomly sent me a clip I had forgotten was on YouTube. This was the elephant walk in downtown New York City to open up the 137th edition of Ringling Bros Barnum & Bailey circus at Madison Square Garden. It's tradition to walk the elephants, horses and mini-horses off the train cars and lead them to the arena. Seeing as NYC is typically known as the "city that never sleeps," we had to walk them through the city in the middle of the night. This video was taken around 1:30am. Probably one of THE coolest things I have ever gotten to do in my life.

Check out around second 24 and you might see someone familiar. Someone had to bring up the rear!



Hard to believe this was work for a couple years! Time sure flies - whether we want it to fly by or not.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Tis the Season

to adorn your home with lights and trees and decorations galore!

Below is the difference between a 25 year old's apartment and a family's household:


(Exhibit A)


(Exhibit B)

Either way, I'll take it!

Friday, November 20, 2009

Young Girl, You're Outta Your Mind.

It's no secret: I'm obsessed with GLEE.

So we come to this Friday's song:



"It means I'm very young, and it's hard for you to stand close to me."

We've All Been There.

Maybe you are this client or maybe you've sat in on a meeting where you want to ring the "client's" neck for asking such things.

In the end, the funny thing to do is laugh and realize: hey! people say idiotic things (and you do too so let's be fair).

Clients from Hell is an amazing place to story tell about great work stories/experiences you've had where you ask yourself: "Did that just happen?" It's self-described as: "A collection of anonymously contributed client horror stories from designers." BAM!

Sometimes it's comforting to know you are not alone in dealing with idio -errrrr -
'entertaining' people.

Monday, November 16, 2009

A Mutt, A Marine and A Miracle

Don't try and tell me dogs don't have memories or feelings.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

So Go Ahead and Wish.

"Well done, Wal-mart," says Amazing Amanda.

It's commericals like this where I don't get mad they are showing holiday ads already:

Saturday, November 7, 2009

A Piece Of The Puzzle.


It's just figuring out what it is and enjoying the confusion in the mean time.

Friday, November 6, 2009

And Ven(n)?

Venn diagrams have long been engrained in our heads. We were introduced in elementary school - typically it was to find the overlap in two different stories or two characters in a story. It was always educational.

Nowadays, we realize, "Hey! Venn diagrams are extremely accurate in depicting several real life situations we may stumble upon."

Such as:

To Sing or Not to Sing?


Applies to 99.7% of the males I know:

And my personal favorite...GET SPLAYD.



I Thought Mormons Were Peaceful

and soccer was just a friendly game with some physical contact. Leave it to BYU and New Mexico to get hardcore. YIKES.



Talk about a cat fight.

This Is The Way That We Love

Like it's forever. Thanks, brilliant students of Davidson College, you have introduced me to a new song that I've kept on repeat for about two weeks now.

It's not necessarily happy, but it makes me happy.

"Happy Ending" and it's by Mika.

I first heard it acapella at Davidson's Family Weekend then forced Mark to look it up on the spot because I was hooked. Then I heard Mika's version and I said "hmmm" but it's one of those gems in which the more you listen, the more you love.

"If anything should happen
I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven
Or a little bit of hell"

Thursday, November 5, 2009

England's Got Gadgets

and Gizmos aplenty! Ah, the glory of working for a publication that focuses on packaging. Check out this Gizmo Twist Cap.



What will they think of next? Also, it makes me wish I could watch infomercials where the voiceover is British. I know this isn't an infomercial per se, but that's just a random thought I would like to share.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Mom. Mom. Mom. Lois. Momoooooooo!

Repetitiveness can get you so far. I love this commercial and if Hulu does end up charging – like a few articles I've read claims it will – they'll have to change their tagline to "Not for free."

The Genius of Google

can always be found in their icon. As I went to go Google something, I noticed this:

Intrigued because I'd recognize those legs anywhere, instead of Googling something work-related, which was my intention, I Googled "Google Big Bird" and sure enough got my answer!

Today is Sesame Street's 40th birthday!

So happy birthday, Big Bird, Cookie Monster, Elmo, and the rest of the clan including my personal fav, Snuffleupagus!

Keep teaching children about letters and numbers!

Can you tell me how to get, how to get to the birthday cake?

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Oh Arrrrrnold.

That Arnold Schwarzenegger not only has a tough last name to spell, but he has a way with words.

Read on for his creative take on why he did not sign the bill to help fund San Francisco's waterfront. Take note of the first letter in each line and see what it spells. Fair enough.


Hasta la vista, baaaaby.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

The Forgotten Son

chose to attend Davidson. Then three of us visited. I could attempt to elaborate using words, but really and truly, pictures tell the story pretty darn well. Kid's living in a dream world and I really couldn't be prouder of him.

To a tennis player, love means nothing.

W.Woodrow couldn't cut it as a Wildcat.
He had to transfer to Harvard or somewhere else lame.


Apparently universities these days have swings.

The best part of this picture is that Mark was attempting to ruin it, by literally jumping in the background. I would argue: he's simply making it better.

North Carolina, be prepared to see a whole lot more of me over the next four years...

Monday, October 26, 2009

I Have A Theory.

I have many theories. And one includes all fun all the time. Apparently I am not alone in this theory.


Volkswagen continues to grab my eye with their marketing campaign. What is this? A positive campaign promoting happiness and fun? I'm confused and I love it.

Go on, have a little FUN.

“Whatever you do, don’t be bored.
This is absolutely the most exciting time
we could have possibly hoped to be alive.
And things are just starting.”

[Waking Life]

Friday, October 23, 2009

Forever Lazy?

Sign me up.

So you thought the Snuggie was cool. Then they introduced Snuggies for Dogs - kinda creepy. Then the Snuggies hit the runway and took on animal prints and collegiate themes.

Okay, we get it – the Snuggie is cool, while keeping you warm.

But wait (and thank you, Amazing Amanda, for this find) because we can go ahead and take it a step further and introduce you to

As Amanda notes, "I also enjoy how not even professional models look good in a uni-lazy." That, my friends, is reason enough to purchase.

I'm picturing Uni-lazy parties, Uni-lazy pub crawls, Uni-lazy just for the sake of having an excuse to be lazy, Uni-lazy holidays - really, the list is endless.

With the holiday season quickly approaching, pretty sure you could have all your loved ones covered (pun intended) with one simple purchase.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Are You In With The IN Crowd?

Collective buying power has never felt so good. If you aren't utilizing or at least receiving a Groupon e-mail in your respective city, then pardon my bluntness, but YOUR LOSS!

The Groupon is quite possibly one of the best ideas ever to hit our hurtin' economy.

Does it get any better than real-life examples: My friend, Liz, and I just enjoyed two sandwiches for the price of less than one due to Chicago's Groupon.


So find your city, subscribe immediately, then grab the daily Groupon if it tickles your fancy and GO!

Never Graduate.

Even though they are more a sitting band, I saw this commercial this morning and yet again, chuckled out loud. Leave it to something related to ESPN's marketing campaign - I think their commercials have always been a stroke of genius.



It also got me thinking what instrument I would make up if asked "what do you play?" I think I'd combine tuba and electric guitar ...so I'd play an electric guba! Yeah, I went there.

Sometimes Pictures

say less than ten words, but that doesn't make them any less compelling. Like this brilliant Oscar Wilde quote:


Or something as simple as:

Whatever the picture is saying or depicting, let it speak to you.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Flowers Are Not Overrated

But Boy, Did I Use To Think So.

I loved this article called, "Why Real Men DO Buy Women Flowers" - so grab a bunch or a dozen and give them to a woman (or me - I'll take 'em gladly!)

My favorite part:

"My dad knew that buying a gift for that person who'll laugh at your terrible jokes, kiss you with lips and breath, and hold your hand as a needle searches for your vein is just a way of saying "I'm thinking about you when you're not here."

And that's what flowers are, just a simple, easy way of letting someone know they were in your thoughts. That's it. It's not complicated. Flowers announce: out of sight, still in my mind and heart. It is unerringly human to want to know that someone is thinking about you when you are not around."

May You Know

You're Never Alone

Song of the day: "Never Alone" by Lady Antebellum featuring Jim Brickman on the piano

I think this song speaks for itself. There are just some things that make you feel good and knowing you really are never alone is a dang good feeling.



::May your tears come from laughing
You find friends worth having
With every year passing
They mean more than gold
May you win but stay humble
Smile more than grumble
And know when you stumble
You're never alone::

You Get Sprung

by Watermelons!

So I don't normally do a product push and by "don't normally do," I really mean I never have and that's not the intention of this so-called web log (that I realize I have been drastically unfaithful to the past two months - my apologies).

However, one trait (among many) that I have picked up from my father is that of always buying new gum flavors when in a store. I do not chew a lot of gum, but if I'm grocery shopping, I'll reward myself with a pack as long as it's a flavor I've never tried before.

For today's flavor, I bring you Orbit Mist Watermelon Spring. It's delicious, a party in your mouth and it almost clears your sinuses; it's so springy!

The glory of working with my dad: I walked down to his office to give him a piece (of gum, not of my mind). My favorite part is watching his reaction. He slowly unwraps, examines the color - Watermelon Spring is green with pink speckles - then *POPS* it into his mouth. After a few chews, his eyes lit up and he was impressed with my ability to pick out good gum flavors. Success. He did take the "spring" in the name a bit literally and sprang out of his chair then proceeded to hop twice around his office.

You don't need to take it that far, but go ahead and chew on this! You might just like the spring it gives you!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

By Popular Request

It's time for all to learn.

That's right - based on popular request, I think it's time we all learn the words to BEAR DOWN CHICAGO BEARS. I don't care if you are a Bears fan or not. It's food for the soul. So enjoy it - know it - and go for it!

Bear down, Chicago Bears, make every play clear the way to victory;
Bear down, Chicago Bears, put up a fight with a might so fearlessly.
We'll never forget the way you thrilled the nation with your T-formation.
Bear down, Chicago Bears, and let them know why you're wearing the crown.
You're the pride and joy of Illinois, Chicago Bears, bear down.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Coping with The Cubs

...and their lack of post-season play this year.

Although I love October, I can't help but feel a bit sad that this October brings a Cub-less postseason with it. Though they started picking up play towards the end and started winning more (as soon as they were mathematically eliminated from the playoffs), it is still a bummer that WGN won't be airing their games this 2009 go-around.

Guess there really is always next year.

However, with the lack of post-season play means it's okay to focus 100% on Da Bears - who have been playing well...and (wait for it) actually completing passes for touch downs and running their routes! It's a breath of fresh air.

So instead of being sad about the Cubbies, I think it's time to realize October really and truly stands for football and turn that frown upside down. Also, while you are at it, learn the "Bear Down Chicago Bears" song because if you're like my mom, all you know is "Bear down Chicago Bears...dadadadadadaaada daaa" while thumping on furniture. Although charming, if there are touchdowns to be scored, there is a BEAR DOWN to be sung.

Here's a little help:

Monday, September 21, 2009

All the Pretty People

Hang at Pretty Lake.

However, the only way to look legitimately pretty is to sport a sweet lid. Like so:


And also, this is what a spontaneous decision looks like:


I'm getting good at making spontaneous decisions - maybe too good.

Friday, September 11, 2009

His Airness

is equivalent to Sir Greatness.

Not only did he stun us on the court, he was gracious and had a personality off. What he was capable of will never be repeated and rightfully so. After all, how can you not look up to someone who not only set a gazillion records, but also had a major flick hit with "Space Jam"??

Congrats to #23 on being inducted into the Hall of Fame today.

He still inspires me, even if my basketball career is in the tank.


I've missed more than 9000 shots in my career.
I've lost almost 300 games.
26 times, I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed.
I've failed over and over and over again in my life.
And that is why I succeed.

(m.j.)

Big Day...

In many sentimental and important ways.

To not acknowledge that eight years ago today, history rocked our world as we knew it would be ignorant. While I don't want to dwell on tragedy, but I do want to say that it really is in our weakest moments that we find strength.

This image still gives me the chills and reminds me why I'm proud to be an American...where at least I know I'm free...

SAY HEY!

Say song of the day!

Whew! Man, good thing I remembered it was Friday = song of the day!

Background of discovery of the song: This shout-out goes to Amanda. I had no clue this song existed until I heard it last Sunday, sitting at my happy place. So two happy things! Three, including company.



...My mama told me don't lose you
Cuz the best look I had was you...

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Something Everyone Needs:

A Happy Place.

As I sit on my couch for the first time since leaving Chicago Friday afternoon, I sit and I realize how freaking lucky I am to have realized a place that makes me the most happiest.

Having just spent four days on the East Coast, two nights in Boston and two on the Cape, I realized that sleeping with the windows open makes waking up to a crazy loon in the early AM just fine when you wake up on the Cape. There is something so special about this place and while I understand that definitely not everyone feels this way, I can hope there is a place that everyone has that makes them feel the way I do when I cross the bridge that welcomes me to Cape Cod.

(finding the perfect spot on the beach makes me happy too)

It took me a while to realize where this place was (let's be honest - in college, it was the back of my Jeep). Now I'm a bit more grown up and have found my happy place. That's pretty darn good at 25!

To quote Peggy Angel, "The Cape is my most favorite place ever." And really? She's not kidding.

(witnessing the sunrise)

Friday, September 4, 2009

Making My Get Away

Break Me Out.

So you know it's been a crazy week when my last post was last Friday with the musical number of the week.

But we find ourselves at Friday once again and since I have brought this on myself, I must perservere.

Today's song is "Break Me Out" by the Rescues.

Background on discovery of the song: Short version! Welp, this shouldn't take too long. I had no idea I even owned this song until it came on my iPod this morning!

Long version! I was carrying my work bag and suitcase bag thing and this song came on. I was curious as to what was being played so I had to swiftly maneuver my music listening device from my bag (which was not as easy as it sounds - I definitely elbowed the lady to my left and tried to apologize. Some people don't have a sense of humor before 8am. I understand) to find out the artist and title. I was pleasantly surprised.

Warning: I couldn't find an actual music video so you'll have to stick it out with a static image. I have faith in you, dear reader.



...we'll stare at our feet
sneak down the street
some kind of secret race...

Friday, August 28, 2009

I Just Wanna Free Fall For A While.

Here it is! Your Friday ditty!

Introducing: "Wild at Heart" by Gloriana

My love for this song just increased greatly as my eyes witnessed the cheesiness that is this music video.



Background on how I learned: it's all thanks to my first time use of Sirius radio in our rental car in Flordia. Tina and I are driving along, coming back from getting groceries (I carried a watermelon!) and this song came on. We turned it on and used some sweet dance moves that shocked the senior citizens of Naples, FL. ("Car dancing? What is this? Kids these days!")

Needless to say...it took hearing the chorus once for us to get hooked.

Enjoy and if I send you a text message that only says, "WILD!!!!!" - be alarmed. Be very alarmed. Mostly because I'm not a huge believer in using more than one exclamation point at a time. I feel one does the trick.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

My Mind Has Officially Been Blown

by this amazing project.

Click here now and you won't regret it. It's a collaborative music/spoken word project and it is mind-blowingly awesome.

Pure. Genius.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Go "Ahead" and Quote Me

but this "blog" is hysterical.

As a grammer freak and typo-finding queen, I pride myself in my ability to find typos on almost every menu I see at any given restaurant or typos on websites, apostrophes in the wrong place, you name it, I try and find it.

Enter: This "Amazing" Blog about unnecessary quotation marks.

I couldn't have "said" it better myself.

Also, reminds me of this clip from Friends:

A Different Kind of Fine

Happy Friday!

(Here's to aiming high, but)...Today commences the day I start posting the song of the week on Fridays! Because let's be honest, we all wish weeks started and ended on Fridays.

So for this week's pick, I've chosen "A Different Kind of Fine" by Zac Brown Band. I was first introduced to them back in August 2007. Why do I remember? Why, I'll tell you! It was the formation of the now-annual Great Es(cape) trip to Cape Cod with Amanda and Bridget! It was a rainy day so we decided to traverse out to Provincetown. On the drive there, we played a CD that Amanda's brother had made her. Enter: the version of "Chicken Fried" NOT currently played on the radio (which, by the by, is much too poppy and has different lyrics than the good version we rocked to). That said, one song and I was hooked.

Thus:



Enjoy the sweet tunes!

Thursday, August 20, 2009

"Well, There's One Thing We Could Do:

...We Could Ghost-Ride the Whip!"

Ticket #1561: Ant In Computer Screen

Today, I have a pet ant.

His name is Mac Antwon and yes, he is stuck in my computer screen. Crawling around, poor little guy can't figure out how he got in or how he's going to get out. Needless to say, I am extremely distracted!

Knowing that computers are sensitive, I called our computer guys to ensure Mac wouldn't be causing any problems to the system...

"Kris , Aug 20 09:37 (CDT):

Kerri called t letus know that an ant is crawling around inside of her screen. The ant will probably find its way out. If it doesn't it will die in there. The ant will most likely not cause any problems with the electronics or software.

Kris
Forget Computers
-------@forgetcomputers.com"

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

A Parachute to Catch You

When You Need It The Most.


My new favorite song. Unfortunately, the band, Parachute, disabled the embedding ability of the song, but clicking on the link is worth it.

It won't get you pumped up before a run or before a meeting, but it will make you feel warmth inside.

I should make commission from iTunes based on the all the wonderful songs I suggest.

Monday, August 17, 2009

That John Denver...

...Knew what he was talking about...

So Ricky lives in Denver now. Being the great sister that I am, I bought him Cubs/Rockies tickets for his birthday then graciously offered to accompany him to the series at Coors Field. It was my first visit to Colorado and I say with confidence that it definitely won't be my last.

After landing about 30 minutes early, I was quickly speechless after witnessing the sunset behind the Rocky Mountains (the man on the airplane next to me did not understand my joke about how large the "Smokey Mountains" were - some people really need to lighten up).

I was so absorbed in the sunset that I didn't even get to take a picture. Night one, we hung out with my college buddy, Peter and his friend who was in town. Although with almost the entire city of Chicago who seemed to be in town for the series, I felt right at home.


The next day, after I gracefully wiped out (we're talking elbow-elbow-knee-knee graceful) down a small grassy knoll in front of a small line of tourists, Ricky and I finally made it to the Coors Brewery Tour. I almost felt like we were stealing because the tour was free! Not a cent! We didn't have to pay! I love America. Not only was it free, but we also got three free beers at the conclusion of the tour. Now I love Colorado in America. Post-tour, we stopped for a quick photo op. I am happy to report that photographs are unable to capture the ridiculous terrible odor that surrounded this lake thing.


After drinking some free beer and having a friend who wore a Budweiser shirt to the Coors factory be politely asked to remove his shirt, we left because it was lunch time! I wanted to eat at this here little diner with a view:


But instead we just grabbed a pretty darn good slice of 'za to carb up for the BIG GAME. It was time to mentally prepare for the Cubs game so we headed back to Ricky's apartment, where after I spent about seven minutes, exclaiming, "This view is amazing!"


We rocked out to some Disney tunes (don't judge) and the Chicago Bulls starting line circa MJ days. The night was young and there were rooftop bars to partake in. Needless to say, we had a pretty splendid weekend and ended up seeing the only games the Cubbies won. Heck, I'll take it!

I'm raising the W flag not only for the Cubbies, but for Denver too. Those Western folk got it right with that lifestyle. Where do I sign up and when?

Monday, August 10, 2009

Vote For My Godpuppy

Must love dogs.

Vote for Rory Belle so I can earn 2% of Meghan's moola once her puppy wins!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Deep Thoughts by Kerri

My own version of daily candy.

Almonds bring me joy, but I don't enjoy Almond Joys.

Did I just blow your mind?

I'm eating almonds and I felt inspired by the nut.

Talk About A Sunset.

A glorious sunset.

Thanks to my kerriPhone and the view from Chris Anne's balcony for allowing me to capture this amazing moment in time.

I know sunsets are a daily occurrence, but I find that I never tire of them.

Especially when they look like this:

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

"Misery Has Enough Company...

…Dare to be happy.”

Okay, it happened again.

Windy City obsession.

I went for a walk last night because I made myself think it was too humid to run. It’s amazing the mental capacity I have to talk myself out of running when it gets over 80 degrees. But really, it was hot so don’t argue with me.

I was about twenty-seven minutes into my power stroll and in the zone (much like B. Spears). Yet as I was busy looking around at all the enormous apartments/houses that are in my new neighborhood, I found myself thinking, “This is fun to dream about never living here.” I also found myself looking at the fences that are meant to keep strangers out and I analyzed ways around each one. People should really rethink their fencing if safety is their number one priority.

Anywho, I was walking and probably smiling to myself (because I do that sometimes) and I ran into Lauren Jo! (This is Lauren and I on a boat in May 2008. Say hi to her.)


As we chatted and I shared a funny story from Saturday, I walked away, thinking that would never had happened had I still lived in Philly. Thank goodness for my impulsive (not really, more like three months long) characteristics and ability to make really hard (yet wise in the end) decisions.

I read this article yesterday called “The Happiness Project." It basically said if you imagine that something good had never happened, the result is that you are immediately happier because it actually did happen! It's hard to explain. Read the article. I was a skeptic. Then I tried it. It worked.

So go ahead, I dare you to be happy.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Not "Forever"

It's (not) you and me...

Alright so call me crazy, but I wasn't crazy about the wedding video to sweep the nation (aka "The JK Wedding Dance" to Chris Brown's "Forever" down the aisle). Besides the fact that it's Chris Brown singing about "forever," I felt awkward that it happened in a church and it was just too loooooong. Something didn't sit right.

This parody, however, I do enjoy. Seems more appropriate to dance like this in a court house. Suit up and get down!



(thanks)

Sunday, August 2, 2009

A Message...

From George Carlin.

(i love this mucho much)

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less. We buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.


And if you haven't read enough words for now, you'll enjoy this blog as well: 1001 rules for my unborn son.

Friday, July 31, 2009

What Every Canine Is Missing:

Their very own "Snuggie"!

When you think about it, it's really not fair that only humans are allowed to be Snuggied. Clearly we are depriving dogs of this glorious comfort zone that we have seamlessly blended into our daily lives.

Worry no more! You, too, can order a Snuggie for your dog!


You think I'm kidding...I am not.

Once again, Beth strikes gold and shares her wisdom so I cannot take credit for this find.

*Also, please do let me know if you purchase - I expect visuals.

Wine Not?

Cuz you gotta have friends.

Tonight was a drink one glass of wine too many, eat one handful of popcorn too much, but laugh at past memories that were created with friends kinda night. After watching the home movie of two good friends getting married, I truly feel happy and satisfied.


We are brought here to make a difference and influence each other and challenge each other. I am such a fortunate person because my friends? They do that to me every day. They challenge me and make me better. Granted, I can't tell a lie, I'm totally okay with the person I am, but my friends make me an even better Kerri and Lord knows where I'd be without them.

Today was a "putting out fires at work" kinda day and tonight was just the perfect medicine I needed to reminded of what truly is important in life.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: laughing is awesome. If you can make others laugh or make yourself laugh or laugh at yourself, you are already a step ahead of the game.

(I guess I should have warned you this was going to get sappy, but consider yourself warned now)

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

I Swallowed A Pill...

...an "I love Chicago" pill.

Monday night, I went out to dinner with my parents, one brother and four family friends who we've known for-ev-ver. We ate at the The Plaza at Park Grille at Millenium Park. While the food options were not spectacular, the atmosphere (because you practically ate underneath "The Bean") were absolutely amazing.


Or as a co-worker's son likes to say: "The awesomeness was awesomely awesome." Leave it to a six year old to properly phrase.

But eating dinner under The Bean and wandering up to snap touristy photos (which are so easy to snap), I felt like I was seeing Chicago for the first time. I was smiling to myself and not realizing the smile was for me and for Chicago and for how fortunate we are to live in a city where people truly have Chicago pride.

Though my Uncle George graciously pointed out that The Bean looked like an upside-down bedpan, it still stirred something inside me.

(Dad, Uncle George and Uncle Charlie admiring how young they look)

These moments don't happen often enough, but I love this city. I really and truly do. Can I say where I'll be in five years? Of course not - this is still me talking - but I can say right here, right now, I am thoroughly obsessed with the Windy City and want to show it off for all to see.

Ol' Blue Eyes got it right...Chicago is my kind of town.

Where the Frick is Bowling Green, Ohio?

'Why do I ask?' Do you ask...

Well, that's where I spent my weekend...reuniting with the gazillions of relatives that stem from the Angel side of the family.

After a few hours of reuniting and double-checking you could correctly name everyone (places of residence are next year), we moved onto a restaurant (shocking, I know) for dinner.

Where did we go? Fricker's! That's where!


Fricker's: where one can eat "Rib and Wing or CHUNK."

Nothing says appetizing like the word CHUNK.

After learning that my dad's cousin bought the hair dryer from the Holiday Inn Express in Bowling Green because she "loved the way it did my hair!" and had spent the night Googling "acid reflux," it was definitely great to catch up with family.

If I were a waitress at Fricker's, I would definitely promote myself as a Frickin' waitress, ready for your frickin' order.
That wouldn't ever get old.
(she says now)

Anyways, good times were had by all and I would definitely go back. Although I am a wimp and even their BBQ sauce was too spicy for me, but others enjoyed!

In short - Bowling Green, Ohio?

FRICK YEAH!

I Do Too.

Do you?


Oh, I'm Sorry...

...but you're not an Oompa Loompa? Really?

Could have fooled me! Thanks to my friend, B, for finding this gem of an article.

Sure, it focuses on the deadly effects of tanning beds (I'm proud to say I have never been - my Irish skin would get friiiiied)...but really we should focus on the three males (as pictured below).



My brain immediately goes to the "Friends" episode where Ross Gellar struggles in the spray-on tan situation. "I'm an eight?!" then reprimanding Chandler with "Really? Did you count Mississippily?"

My freckles don't seem quite so bad anymore.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Beisbol Been Berry, Berry Good to Me.

And may you stay...forever young.

Love this Pepsi commercial with a catchy ditty, featuring the best sport in the world.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Beauty Without Words.

So I Know They Can Dance.

So on Wednesday night, I was on my couch (as I've spent the last three nights, attempting to kick this summertime cold that is in turn kicking me)...and playing the ignorant American, I flipped through all the channels that were airing the President's Press Conference...and stumbled upon So You Think You Can Dance (thanks, Fox - might be the only time I actually thank you).

I've watched episodes every now and again, but remember the reason I'm not addicted: that one lady judge who can scream and cackle. Gives me the heeby-ba-jeebies.

But the other night, I tuned in and I am glad I did.
First, Ellen DeGeneres was the guest judge so MONEY!
Second, I witnessed a dance that I know affects a lot of people (myself included).

It was beautiful.

Then I felt them. Something I hadn't realized had happened during the two minutes I was watching two people dance to Maxwell's "This Woman's Work" - but I felt them: tears. I was actually moved to tears. Maybe it was the cold medicine, maybe not.

Either way, this video is amazingly pretty.

And yes, I am being completely geniune. Kudos to you, dancers - you pulled this off without looking cheesy.


Thursday, July 23, 2009

People Like Things.

Things Marketing People Love.

As a person in marketing, I found this blog quite hysterical and yes, stereotypical.

There is truth to much of it, yet like all blogs (except yours truly), the truth is stretched to accommodate.

I am going to start following them on Twitter and perhaps even submit a few ideas.
I love a lot more things on here that aren't listed! And probably should be!

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

A Chicagoan At Heart.

me too.

"I'd
rather be
a lamppost in Chicago
than
a millionaire
in any other city."


(william a. hubert)

"Not Knowing When To Stop...Yup, That's My Thing!"

Robin Sparkles, everyone.

Friday, July 10, 2009

A Picture Saves A Thousand Words

Wait, that's not right.

Whatever. Regardless, this video is flippin' schweet.

Enjoy. I know I did!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

"It's All About You"

...and living strong.

Last September, I had the chance to meet a young boy whose life I had been following through family friends. Jimmy Fowkes has survived cancer twice. He's sixteen years old. Throughout his battles, he has grown close with Lance Armstrong and he has only grown stronger because of his battles.

It leaves me speechless and in awe about how brave a little boy, his sister, mom and dad can be and thankfully, Jimmy is here today to talk about it.

Nike has started a new "It's About You" campaign and it truly is all about them and it's all kinds of amazing.

If you scroll to the bottom of the page, Jimmy is the second to far right and you should click on his picture to get his (and his sister, Molly's) story.

Makes you think twice about a "bad day" you may have just had.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Holy Black Bear,

Cleveland?

Please watch this intense, edge-of-your-seat news story from FOX Cleveland about a BLACK BEAR in someone's backyard.

Around the 39th second, things get even more intense...

Monday, June 29, 2009

Stella & Dot.

Jewelry parties.

I am not normally a big fan of them because I usually always feel pressured into buying something I do not need.

Welp, I was the victim of unnecessary purchasing again, but this time, I wasn't pressured. It was just impossible to say no!

My cousin invited me this Stella & Dot party and after one look at the website, I knew I had to go. I had eyed a big yellow ring on the website, but once I tried it on, I knew it wasn't right.

I ended up buying the Soiree Pearl Bracelet as seen below. I went to the party on Tuesday night... it was in my mailbox by Saturday morning and it's on my wrist right now.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Fashion Emergency

For real.

Maybe it's just that I don't understand it, but the "t-shirt under dress" deal?

What is that?
Really?

Thursday, June 25, 2009

The Loss of A Legend

RIP The King of Pop.

He thrilled.
He was bad.
He beat it.
Billie Jean was not his lover.
Based on the way he made you feel, you couldn't stop 'til you get enough.
He was a smooth criminal, it was his human nature.
He wanted to rock with you and with dirty Diana.
He was black or white.
And he tried to heal the world.

RIP Michael Jackson. We want you back.