There are few things in life that can beat a relaxing time on the water with Courtney, a drink in hand, surrounded by great friends. So when the opportunity to go on a wine float in the Cascades presented itself, we jumped on it without hesitation!
There are no words…really.
The website was pretty vague as far as explaining what we were getting into, but there was alcohol involved so it had to be great – and it was.
I am all for trying new and exciting things, especially if it’s for a good cause. However, when Courtney asked if I’d do the Seattle Color Run with her I had to say no.
Courtney loved the swag!
I said no for one reason, but not because I don’t like to run. It wasn’t because I couldn’t complete the 5k. It wasn’t because I don’t like the charity (I love em!). It wasn’t because it was the morning after wine club and I only had four hours of sleep either…
What is an easy way to meet a variety of people in a new city? Alcohol…duh silly! When Courtney and I started our lives here in Seattle, we wanted to feel at home. Starting a wine club, inspired by the one we belonged to in Minneapolis, helped with the transition.
First off, I must apologize for neglecting my blog over the past few weeks. After seven long months of searching for the perfect job at a Seattle Startup, I finally succeeded!
SEOmoz has been very supportive in making Seattle feel like home for Courtney and I in several ways – inviting me to company events, extended invites to attend weekly beer night, etc. Their hospitality helped us quickly form close relationships with the people who work there, to the point where we view them as our extended family.
I am a firm believer that shared experiences in life bond people together. Shucks, just being from Minnesota has brought Courtney and I closer to others here in Seattle who are originally from there. It’s been a great talking point that we can all relate with. Then there are embarrassing topics that probably shouldn’t be shared with others – like a classic schart story…
The menu: 9lbs. Pork loin, bunch of ribs, skittles, twizzlers, and salad.
I spent a day at a cabin with my childhood friends over Easter weekend. We went four wheeling, shot some guns, ate a large feast, and played several games of “bags.”
Arts and crafts can be a tantalizing experience for all ages. It takes a creative mind to come up with fun, new activities for those involved to enjoy. After all, making sock puppets, drawing hand turkeys, and doing water paintings can get old fairly quickly. This is why I have decided to introduce you to the art of making cat hair dolls! So get ready, sit back, relax, and be prepared to take some notes – you are about to receive the how-to guide of a lifetime!
Step 1: Take out a brush & comb.
It is best if you use a brush specifically designed for pets.
When my brother and I were old enough to stay at home without supervision, our parents set up rules for us to follow:
My brother and I had our own set of rules:
Yup, I had recently discovered fire. I would play with my action figures outside, pour gas on them, light them on fire, and giggle like a madman! The only toys that survived my wrath belonged to my brother, which I recently acquired…
Casey Jones
There are several different kinds of pranks – some destructive to property, others not so much – the main goal usually shoots for a certain level of shock effect on the people that experience it.
An acquaintance of mine pooped on a paper towel in the high school bathroom, and placed it in the vending machine. The unsuspecting victim accidentally grabbed his turd while blindly searching for the candy bar she just purchased…not cool. Pranks like that are just plain gross.
The one I came up with was harmless. My plan was to release a few rats in the cafeteria during lunch, and watch people scatter…
Before moving to Seattle, I made a promise to Courtney that I would “get sexy” if I could be a stay-at-home cat dad.
My definition of getting sexy: Tone up my arms and chest, and get a six pack.
Now this promise seemed like a reasonable goal at the time, as I was 160 lbs. with little fat to shed from my body. Little did I know, Seattle has an endless amount of great eats – a heaven of sorts for foodies like Courtney and I. This has been disastrous for my waistline and my goal of “getting sexy.”
My former job in Minnesota kept me extremely active, which allowed me to eat whatever and whenever I wanted. SERIOUSLY. At one point, I was training for a cream cheese wanton eating contest. My usual dinner looked something like this:
Easter brings back several childhood memories — searching for hidden eggs filled with candy in the backyard, spending time with family, and eating more food than one should in a single meal. Thinking about candy reminded me of an act of kindness from my past (even though it has nothing to do with Easter) that made me smile.
In Junior High School (8th grade to be more specific) I was a little hooligan. It became a habit of mine to arrive to school late and occasionally cut class. Often times, this behavior landed me in detention, and provided several opportunities to get to know the office staff.
When students were late to school, they had to go to the office to get a tardy slip from the grouchy lady behind the desk – we knew each other well.
All of the students would talk about how mean she was, and the fact that she never smiled. EVER. It was true; she was a grouch. But the more I thought about it, the more I sympathized with her. The lady spent her days dealing with the trouble makers of the school. If I were exposed to a bunch of hooligans, it might have a negative effect on me too…
