Happy Weekend all!!

So, the following survey has been making it’s way around the blogosphere lately. I was tagged by the beautiful Koryn earlier this week to fill it out, so I’m really psyched to do so. Here we go:

A. Attached or Single? Attached.


B. Best Friend? See above. Also the girl who took the above photo and also this girl too. And also my friend since high school, Elyse, who doesn’t have a link yet but needs one. And also my mom. And also a few from college but this list is getting too long.

C. Cake or pie? Cake.

D. Day of choice? Dorris Day.

E. Essential Item? iphone.

F. Favorite color? The color of money.

G. Gummy bears or worms? BOTH.

H. Home town? Boston.

I. Favorite Indulgence? Candy Crush.

J. January or July? January Jones. July who?

K. Kids? Currently only of the Sour Patch variety.

L. Life isn’t complete without? A good cover.

M. Marriage date? This survey is prejudiced against the unwed.

N. Number of brothers/sisters? Six: 2 real ones, 4 step. I’m the oldest, but if you wanted to arrange us in tiles like the Brady Brunch intro, I’d probably wind up being Alice.

O. Oranges or Apples? I can’t compare apples to oranges.

P. Phobias? Does a general tendency towards anxiety about everything count?

Q. Quotes? Sadly, nothing I’ve ever said has wound up in cursive writing with a sunset in the background.

R. Reasons to smile? Presents.

S. Season of choice? Cayenne pepper.

T. Tag 2 People. Just like in a 5th grade game of capture the flag where nobody really knows who’s on who’s team, I’m tagging everyone.

U. Unknown fact about me? I mean now that we’ve made it to “U”, if you’re still reading, I’m pretty sure you know everything about me.

V. Vegetable? Nope, I’m in a completely conscious state.

W. Worst habit? The ones the monks wear. I prefer the ones worn by the nuns.

X. X-ray or Ultrasound? Pardon?

Y. Your favorite food?  Pasta.

Z. Zodiac sign? GEMINI

Now pick a few questions and lets talk about you.

What’s an unknown fact about you? I love learning random facts about people.

Any big plans this weekend?

Happy Thursday all!! Thursday means one thing in this corner of the interwebs: it’s time for the Great 8 list.

So, this Sunday is my birthday. I’m turning thir- ahem, sorry there must be something in my throat. I’m turning thir- ahem! one more time, here we go, I’m turning thir- nope. Sorry. It’s the 1st anniversary of my 29th birthday. Rhymes with flirty, nerdy and wordy.


Ohh I’m being dramatic. It’s cool. I’m actually really psyched about entering this new decade, as long as I’m not expected to give up my propensity for immature jokes and bathroom humor, I’m ready to kick off the thirties with aplomb.

I was trying to figure out how to make a Great 8 list out of turning 30, and you guys, Buzzfeed has pretty much beat me to almost every one of them.

Top movies turning 30 this year? Done.
Top reasons turning 30 is awesome? Done.
Top list of random things also turning 30 this year? Done. (Although that one is mentalfloss.com)
Top reasons Taylor Swift’s epic twenties anthem, “22” is funnier when redone for the thirties? (Done on youtube in song form)

BUT top reasons I’m ready to be 30 based on my responses to the lyrics in “22”?? NOT DONE!

Until now…

(If you’re not familiar with Taylor Swift’s song “22” you can go here, but essentially it talks about the things you do and think about when you’re 22 years of age.)

Top 8 Reasons I’m Ready to Turn 30, Taylor Swift

8. Lyric about being 22: “It feels like a perfect night for breakfast at midnight”

  • My response: I beg to differ. No matter what night of the week it is I tend to be asleep by 10.

7. Lyric about being 22: “To fall in love with strangers uh uh uh uh”

  • Huh, perhaps you have never heard of a little thing called stranger danger?

6. Lyric about being 22: “It’s miserable and magical oh yeah”

  • I mean, sure, although wouldn’t it just be easier not to make everything so dramatic and extreme, can’t we just describe it as “okay”? But brava for the alliteration.

5. Lyric about being 22: “Tonight’s the night when we forget about the deadlines”

  • I know, don’t you love buckling down and getting all your work done early? Oh that’s not what you meant? Oh, well, in that case forgetting about deadlines is really irresponsible and we are going to be kicking ourselves later for that decision.

4. Lyric about being 22: “And end up dreaming, instead of sleeping”

  • You would never suggest that if you knew how much I loved sleeping.

3. Lyric about being 22: “You don’t know about me, but I bet you want to”

  • You’re wondering why I’m wearing yoga pants and sneakers at a bar. And the reason is- because they are comfortable.

2. Lyric about being 22: “This place is too crowded, too many cool kids”

  • Wait, where are we again? We must be in the wrong place. Are you sure we got the address right?

1. Lyric about being 22: “It feels like one of those nights we won’t be sleeping”

  • Oh no, why not? Did we drink caffeine too late in the afternoon? Take a Melatonin, if we fall asleep right now we can still get a couple hours in before the alarm goes off at 5:30.


To everybody currently in the vicinity of 22 years- enjoy it :)  I totally would have understood the meaning of those lyrics if that song had come out when I was that age, and so should you.

To everybody else who’s closer to 32 than 22 (or if you’re one of those old soul’ed young’uns)- amirite?

When is your birthday? What’s your sign? How old are you turning? Do you like your birthday or does it give you a little anxiety?



Once again, it’s Mixtape Monday!

So, as those of you in the northeast know, it’s been super warm out over the last few days. Finally! For those of you who live in the south, or other more hospitable climates, the “super warm” weather I’m referring to means highs in the low 50s. But considering we here in Boston attend outdoor bbq’s when the thermostat hits 35 degrees, the 50s is practically beach weather and Bostonians get excited.


So, in honor of there no longer being ice on the sidewalks, and therefore running outside is no longer considered an extreme sport, today’s mixtape theme is: RUN

Spotify: Run Mixtape

1. born to run- bruce springsteen

2. run around sue- dion

3. dog days are over- florence and the machine

4. i think we’re alone now- tiffany

5. life is a highway- tom cochrane

6. i ran- flock of seagulls

7. running on empty- jackson browne

8. time to run- lord huron

9. run this town- jay z

10. take the money and run – steve miller band



Whenever I try to look intimidating, nobody is ever intimidated.

I played soccer from the age of 5 through junior year of high school, and I can honestly say that not once was anyone shaking in their boots when I ran onto the field.

Other girls were very intimidating when they ran onto the field, especially in high school. I remember one girl in particular from a rival team. She had the best game face. I still see it my nightmares from time to time. Of course it didn’t hurt she was also the tallest on the field, built like a tank, could run like sonic the hedgehog, and was not afraid to get physical with anyone who crossed her. She once hip checked a friend of mine so hard she went flying into our own net. With the goalie. And the ball. Needless to say, this girl could evoke a collective gasp from every player on my team when she ran on the field.

Oh and this was JV. Don’t even get me started on the varsity players. Those girls were amazons.

So, the inability to strike fear in the souls of men has obviously been a struggle for me my entire life. The thing is, I assumed that once I’d outgrown adolescent sports, the caliber of my game face would become obsolete. But this is not entirely true. It turns out that the business world is more akin to a high school soccer game than I ever wanted to believe. Granted, it may not be in one’s best interest to growl like the aforementioned JV player anymore, but a good game face can be the difference between closing the deal…

…and living in a van down by the river.

Think about it. Most successful people know how to work the game face when they need to.

Example 1:

Example 2:

Example 3:


You get the idea. So, the moral of the story is, if you don’t have a good game face yet, get one. I’ll be working on mine in the ladies room mirror if you need me.