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... "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?


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.

rather be
a lamppost in Chicago
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.