Thursday, March 31, 2011

j-man day.

Today's my dad's birthday. To quote him, he's "another year younger." It's amazing how consistent he is, turning another year younger annually. It's like Benjamin Button, but minus the baby turning into a creeptastic...thing.

Here's why my dad is the bees' knees, arms and his legs:
• He says things like, "I didn't not used to like him" and "Bad wine is not good!" So wise.
• He completes races in which the distance is something you need to Google. As I learned this year, 50K equals 31.07 miles. This definition can also be found in the dictionary under "crazy".
• He gets defensive over his Jeep. Her name is Sally.
• He makes the best milkshakes in the business and always finds room after a meal for something sweet. Priorities.
• He is a quiet leader who gets things done without an ego. It's possible!
• He consistently combines celebrity names, movie names or band names to create some new celebrity, movie or band you've never heard of. Five points for trying.
• He can't read piano music, but he can play it by ear and he's amazing. Exhibit A (download the MP3).

Of course there are a gazillion other reasons, but I'm pretty sure this post doesn't need to be a novel for you to get that J-man is one of a kind.

So if you see this man walking down the street, ask to shake his hand. You'll be glad you did.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

piano bars of music.

The best part of dueling piano bars, you ask?

The sense of humor that bounces from the walls along with the music.

We were at Howl at the Moon the other night (aka Monday night because what's a better way to end the first day of the work week than with some solid singalongs?). After a few warm-up songs, "Bad Romance" by Lady Gaga was performed impressively by the tickling ivory duelers.

The best part was the sign (worth zero dollars) created as a result of the Lady Gaga ditty:

"These guys" were all over 60 years old.

the power of the flower.

Spring's in the air...and flowers are on sale.

Flowers and spring just go together - like peanut butter & jelly, Ricky & Evan, peas & carrots. And there's absolutely nothing wrong with a girl buying herself flowers.

So begins my flower challenge (starting now): fresh flowers in my apartment for the weeks I am home.

Last night's purchase was $3 sunflowers from Trader Joe's:


Talk about immediately sprucing up the kitchen counter! And in such a happy manner. Now let's get sprung, spring.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

the night i learned natalie loves 'jessie's girl'

There's something in the water for 2011 where elaborate bachelorette and bachelor party schemes are in the works. That's why it's easy to appreciate a simple celebration done right.

Friday night, we celebrated the bachelorette party of my longest friend in the history of my life. It was done right: classy with a touch of 'what the heck?'.


Lucky lady.
Maybe this post is just an excuse to rave about my new favorite restaurant of the week in Chicago: Quartino's. Holy moly good. The maid of honor had requested an "isolated" table (genius move on her part) and we were seated on the second level, in a back room with a tv that constantly looped a heavily-overacted black and white film. What makes Quartino's special is that it's an Italian tapas-style place. Typically I'm not a tapas lover. I like my food to be mine. I'm a fantastic sharer in most everything except sharing what's on my plate. However, at this place, they encourage sharing and it only adds to the experience.

Try the pesto gnocci (I can taste it now), the cheese fondue (the best cheese in the biz), the penne a la vodka, okay - well really, try everything. Because you can and because you'll be glad you did.

From there, we just bounced from bar to bar to bar and ended up on a karaoke stage, rousing up a whole room of happy people singing bum bum bum to Sweet Caroline.

My reliable sources say the bachelorette had a fantastic time and really, why wouldn't she? I was there. Joking (or am I?).

please don't ever drag me anywhere.

The importance of spelling: best portrayed in the 911 call heard below.




At least he knows his trees.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

march madness living up to its name.

DePauw's motto is "Uncommon Success." Therefore, it's only natural that Butler head coach Brad Stevens, a DPU alum himself, takes this motto seriously.

For the second year in a row, Coach Stevens is taking his Bulldogs to the Final Four and I'm excited beyond measure.



Not only is Butler heading to Houston to redeem their near-upset in the Championship game last year against those silly predicitably good Blue Devils, but also my favorite team (UNC) is still in the running, quietly victorious and just doing their Carolina thing.

By now, you're probably wondering about Duke's tournament play, here's an extremely helpful website to calm your worries:

Did Duke win?

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

homeboy knows how to groove.

I need to revise my "places to visit" on my bucket list and add TURKEY.

With dance moves like this, how can I not?



His moves just get better and better. It's time to incorporate some kick off the shoes moves at the bars in Chicago, complete with spin kick over child's head. Seriously - how do I get this guy to join our family at the holidays?

Saturday, March 19, 2011

this blog post is now diamonds.

When the new Old Spice commercials hit the scene, I was the first one on board.

Random things like "We're neck deep in the sweet waters of friendship & trust"? Check.
Hysterical? Check.
Eye candy? Check & check.

This is the latest one I've seen and naturally, I adore it:

Thursday, March 17, 2011

so mad.

If I could sing a song to today (heck, if I could sing at all) with its St Patrick's-ness and March Madness, I'd sing:



66 degrees outside at 10pm. Open windows. So many college basketball games on I don't even know what channel to watch. Embracing all things Irish (that's me!) for St. Patrick's Day. Yes please.

Spoiler alert: Did you know that St. Patrick wasn't actually Irish? What! Gasp! No! Say it ain't so! Alas, it's true: Ol' Patrick was born a Brit. As a teen, he was kidnapped and forced to live in Ireland. He'd go on to escape and return to Britain, but claimed that a Higher Power told him go back to Ireland to convert the country to Christianity. Betcha didn't know that!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

ten dollars.

With the major repercussions of the Japan earthquake/tsunami disaster only just beginning, it's more important than ever to pitch in where you are able.

To help send relief to Japan, text REDCROSS to 90999 and your cell phone service provider will automatically add $10 onto your next bill.

My heart breaks for what they are going through and yet, I have a hard time turning the footage off. It especially hits home because in 1995, my aunt, uncle and three cousins were living in Kobe, Japan. On January 17, Kobe was hit with a 6.9 magnitude earthquake and we were unsure of what happened to our family. Thankfully, they all survived but lost so much. As they flew back to Cincinnati (having lost much of their house in Japan), I distinctly remember meeting them during their layover at O'Hare, feeling so thankful they were there to share Chicken McNuggets with me (and even crazier that a day existed where there was no security and you were free to just walk straight to the gate to meet people).

This latest earthquake has brought back memories and makes me realize that there is so much more that I can give... but what better way to start than $10 to the Red Cross?

They need our help and we should be more than happy to give.

Click below if you'd prefer to donate via their website:
Donate here

Sunday, March 13, 2011

"perfectly peeling off a price sticker"

I think this website was purposefully written for me.

And I think Amanda was put into my life to show me such websites meant for me:

little things.

I'd add a #304: Florida sunset over the Gulf of Mexico with sand between your toes and slightly sunburned wrists.

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Thursday, March 10, 2011

"get tissues, kerri."

I get nervous when I see subject lines like this from my brother.

He nailed it on the head. Tissues were a necessity.

Such a bittersweet story: 46 points.

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Sometimes, it scares me how predictable I am as to what stories will wreck me.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

drumroll please.

So we meet again, Ash Wednesday: The time of year where we are encouraged to give up.

And we ask ourselves a real humdinger: What can I give up for 40 days and 40 nights?

Last night, in indecisive turmoil, I Googled "good things to give up for Lent." Please follow suit. Words cannot describe some of the suggestions people thought were "good ideas." I laughed out loud at this post.

Given any thought to what you're giving up? What say you?

As for me, I have decided to give up sweets (for the second year in a row) as well as purchasing anything on iTunes (I have a "I'll just buy one more song" problem).

So sayanara, M&Ms, until we meet again...for breakfast on Easter morning.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

phat tuesday.

Happy Paczki Day!

I've respelled Fat Tuesday PHAT Tuesday specifically because of the paczki. Every paczki I've ever met has been "pretty hot and tempting".

In case you are unfamiliar with this word paczki, here's a website to help you pronounce it correctly: What a word! 

Bless my coworker's heart - every year, she brings us the best paczkis from the best bakery from Southside Chicago.

Here's what mine looked like today. It lasted approximately 12 minutes (Self control! Yes! Nice to see I haven't given that up for Lent yet) on that napkin before I devoured:


I dare you to try not eating a delicious Polish pastry filled with creamy chocolate goodness.

Monday, March 7, 2011

he took his talents to skeeball.

Brother Bear has achieved many things in his life. However, let it be known: not much can compare to his SkeeBall achievements.



I'm mainly impressed with his attire. It takes a classy man to SkeeBall in a suit and tie.

Way to rock them, Richard. I always knew you had a little bit of a rockstar in you.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

i "believe in better."

Frank might need to relearn the definition of what classifies a word...regardless, here's a good article on the 11 phrases for 2011.

Check 'em here.

My personal favorites:
"Imagine"
"No excuses" (Did they steal this from Wedding Crashers: Rule #76?)
and of course
"Believe in better"

Friday, March 4, 2011

it's a great day for ebay.

Yes, "everything happens for a reason." Always. Even when it doesn't quite make sense.

Another thing I believe in? Customer service.

I'm a big eBayer. I've joked in a not-so-funny manner that they should change the name to KerriBay because of how much love I have for the site. I started selling items about a year ago and as a seller, feel it's important to buy things as well. A you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours type of thing.

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A few weeks ago, I realized that somewhere in my past three moves, I'd lost my rain boots. Gasp! Spring season is almost upon us. Meaning rain.

In dismay, I searched eBay and found a brand new pair of tall Hunter boots (still in the box! tags still on!) and timed my bidding perfectly. Jackpot. I won the auction.

Now it's almost three weeks later and no boots to be found. About three days ago, I contacted the seller to let her know what was up. She was shipping from Indiana. I live in Illinois. I probably could have walked to her house and back to get the boots faster than the post office mail them to me.

Anywho, that's not the point.

While shipping is out of her control, she was apologetic and refunded my money today. See? It really doesn't have to be that hard. Communicate and it's game on.

While you may seem sad that I didn't get my boots, that's where you're wrong! My mom - being the mom who knows me so freakishly well - had found a pair of rain boots in the mean time. Plum Chooka boots that I love even more (and the best part is I didn't even pay half of what these are listed for)! What was I thinking with the attempted Hunter boots anyways? I'm not a brand girl. Impulse move.

Everything happens for a reason. So be nice to people. It pays to have dry feet.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

turn it down.

No, really. Turn this song down. I guess it's okay to temporarily turn it up only to witness first-hand how jokingly bad this song.

Well, Kim's done it again. Encroaching in an area of entertainment where she's not really needed. First it was acting (stay tuned for her flick with John Travolta), now it's singing (screeching? slightly mumbling?)

"Jam (Turn It Up)"
by Kim Kardashian featuring The Dream
(Who is the "Dream" featured in this terrible excuse for a song anyways?)




Kim Kardashian, it's getting easier and easier to keep up with you.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

the psi.

What's a PSI?

Well, that's an acronym I've coined:
Personal
Space
Invader

Let's recreate what happened at the gym last night.

I was just minding my own business, lunging when necessary, a few bicep curls to get swoll, nothing out of the ordinary when a girl came up approximately two feet from me and started in on exercises of her own.

Now you might be thinking: Well maybe there wasn't room...maybe she needed the equipment found in the area I was exercising...and while I'd like to be able to make excuses up for her, I can't. I just can't.

She totally invaded my personal space at the gym. It was uncomfortable and I found myself shifting to a different area to stretch it out. The thing about my gym is it's on the 7th floor of my building so this PSI is also renting, which means she's my neighbor. I'll be friendly - as that's how I roll - but if it happens again, something will have to be done.

So what have we learned this post? Keep your distance when exercising unless you are pictured below:

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