Thursday, June 23, 2005

How to get your @$$ kicked on the bike trail...

So I have found my new new piece of way to get away from it all...Roller blading on the lake front has become my favorite things to do on warm Chicago evenings. The lake front is literally a couple of blocks away and there is no problems that I have that after a few miles on that lake front with my blades and my ipod, can't be forgotten about. friendships...everything vanishes, or gives me a really good hour to think about stuff without anybody calling me or nagging me or's an hour or an hour and a half of me time and I enjoy every minute of it (most of the time...except when its like 100 degrees and the wind is blowing a 100 mph towards me...then some times I slightly dislike it). Anyhow, Saturday I was on my way back from my 10 mile blade...and it came to a narrow part of the trail when I hear 'On your left' from someone behind me...i hear it but there is little I can do as there are people coming towards me and I feel like I'm as far as I can get to the right as possible...then i hear it again this time in a harsher tone 'ON YOUR LEFT' and i see 2 beady eyes on a rather large woman glaring at me...the red headed temper flares and I can feel myself get angry...there is little I can do at this point as she is on a bike and faster the me...I mutter, what I think is under my breath...the word..*ITCH (censored here for younger viewers)...little did I know that the man that passed me right after she did was with her and happened to hear my little comment...once he past he proceeded to tell her that I called her a *itch at which point she apparently found that she did indeed have breaks on her bike...turns around and mutters something in my which point i was very glad I had my sunglasses on b/c I know my eyes had to have the fear of God in them. That is the first and last time I let that slip on the trails...

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Top 10 Reasons To Work From Home Every Once In A While

1. 5 steps to the office
2. Naps
3. An office with a view
4. Working in my PJ's
5. Oprah
6. Listening to whatever I want...really loud
7. Facial Hair Removal Cream any time of the day
8. Speaker Phone
9. Rollar Blading on my lunch hour
10. Naked Conference Calls

Sunday, June 12, 2005

The Naked Parade!

Tonight seemed like any other beautiful night in the city as Steve, Wendy, Ronnie and I finished up dinner around 11 and exited the restaurant. We were about 15 paces from Michigan Avenue when all the sudden Steve Jones screams...IT'S THE NAKED PARADE!..and runs the 15 paces to the corner...slightly confused and curious, Wendy and I follow. It was at this point time slowed down...and 300+ naked bike riders pedal southbound on the Magnificent Mile in nothing but their sneakers & helmets and just as fast as came...the naked bike riders were gone...and some how I feel like I will never be the same.

The Naked Bike Parade.

Blues Fest - Buddy Guy

Roof top fun

Cubs/Red Sox games 2005

Chicago vs Boston - June 10, 2005

Seth, Steve Jones says to watch your back.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

pictures don't even do it justice.

Awesome sunset tonight!

Sunday, June 05, 2005

Here are a couple of the girls in my small group, we participated in the 20s Ultimate Frisbee Tourney was intense. Yes, I got new sunglasses, my other ones sadly broke. Thanks Kim, Andrew, Jen, Josh, Alina, and Amanda for their endless input into the new shades. I'm also sporting my new Brazil t-shirt, to support my team in South America.

Friday, June 03, 2005

I have been quiet lately...

I have been quietly lately...not just blogging, but in general. I've thought of things to blog, but I've been busy at work, and when I sit down to blog it all just seems so trivial. I've had a new male interest come in and out of my life in the last month and a half, which I really never try to blog about, and maybe he is the reason for the silence...b/c it's him that I'm thinking about yet I really don't feel like sharing that in front of God and everyone on the world wide web. It is apparent that it's not going to work out, for one reason or another he's not that into me...don't worry I'm not really having a pitty party over her...I will admit to curiosity as to just what it is since when we are together we really seem to have a great time...seems like bailing or taking the easier path, such as never calling or pretending that nothing actually ever happened, is the common denominator in most of my relationships anyway. I always find it more painful on the ego then the heart. My life is great, my job is tough but I'm good at it and my company knows it, I've got a great a family, great friends, a great church, a great condo in a city I love...but I can not master this relationship thing and perhaps that's what pisses me off more then anything. I am not an ugly girl, I'm not a social retard...I'm young, funny, and successful...not to mention humble, girl who has absolutely zero luck when it comes to men. The ones that really dig me, I'm never really interested in, and the ones that half ass it, are the ones I want to really work out and always fizzle...

She's sun and rain, she's fire and ice
A little crazy but it's nice
And when she gets mad, you best leave her alone
'Cause she'll rage just like a river
Then she'll beg you to forgive her
She's every woman that I've ever known.

She's so New York and then L.A.
And every town along the way
She's every place that I've never been
She's makin love on rainy nights
She's a stroll through Christmas lights
And she's everything I want to do again.

It needs no explanation
'Cause it all makes perfect sense
For when it comes down to temptation
She's on both sides of the fence.

She's anything but typical
She's so unpredictable
Oh but even at her worst she ain't that bad
She's as real as real can be
And she's every fantasy
Lord she's every lover that I've ever had
And she's every lover that I've never had

-Garth Brooks

Horses in the Night

So I have discovered one of my favorite new sounds. About 11 pm every night if I have my windows open I can hear horses clomping down the streets. Last night, was a rainy dreary night and as I sat in the dim room at my computer, listening to the rain, which is one of my other favorite sounds, I began to hear the sounds of the horse and carriage returning from a night down town. In the usually busy city, full of sirens, honking, and just general business, it seems like the peaceful sounds of the hoofs of the horses hitting the pavement always makes me stop what I'm doing and peek out the window. The rare site of the horse and carriage always makes me cool is that?