Category: Life

Who’s next?

By , April 8, 2015 6:21 am

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Let’s just say, you know, hypothetically, that you knew a little boy, a giraffe, and a cheetah who were looking to add another friend to their crew. Who would fit in the best?

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Who should be Raffi* and Gunther's* new friend?

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My heart leans toward orangutan, but gosh Kim, enough with the orange animals, already!

Luca’s birthday is at the end of the month and I’ve been greatly looking forward to getting him a ridiculous stuffed animal (and a useful gift, as well, of course!)!

I am also greatly looking forward to seeing my otra familia! Not this month. Not in May. Sigh. But June! I miss them – we haven’t seen them since the beginning of February!

*Raffi is the giraffe, Gunther is the cheetah

A kind of wonderful thing

By , April 6, 2015 6:20 am

On Saturday afternoon, Steven was driving with me and my aunt when we came across what seemed like a traffic jam on the highway. In Waterloo, Iowa.

I was immediately confused, and worried about what might be the cause of the jam. It’s not like traffic congestion is a big thing there, like it is here in Chicagoland. I figured we were going to see some horrible accident.

But the traffic jam was different… when we first got to it, it was three cars in each lane, on a three lane highway, but that were slowing moving together. And people kept running back and forth from side to side of the highway, in front of all the cars. Huh?

As we slowly drove through it, we could see that the people out of their cars were chasing something, along the concrete highway barrier (that separates the two directions of traffic). We couldn’t tell what it was until we drove past – a small dog.

As we drove past, I looked back and saw that people would run after the dog, it would get way ahead on the highway, and then the person would stop running, get in their car, and drive forward some more to try to catch it. And then all the cars would move forward. Like it was orchestrated.

People were being so understanding.

After watching another person chase then give up, I said to Steven, “I think they need a runner to catch this thing,” so we pulled over and I ran back toward all the cars. Down the middle of the highway.

But by the time I got there, there were many people out of their cars, trying to catch it, and many more cars stopped. Now the dog was darting back and forth along the highway, underneath people’s (thankfully stopped!) cars. Yikes!

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Steven took this photo while I was trying to help with the dog. When we showed it to my parents later, they saw their car was in the photo!

The dog finally stopped under the car in the front middle lane and everyone got down to try to get him out. Someone tried to coerce him with pizza. No dice. Someone tried to grab at him. He backed up even more to the center of the car. We had the driver slowly back up his car, the dog slowly backed up too.

Then someone grabbed a ladder out of his truck, to gently nudge the dog. Then the same person offered his mechanic’s gloves, because the dog was scared, and biting the person trying to grab him. All this time, there were five people trying to get this dog out from under the car. I was laying, on the highway, in front of a car. Something I didn’t think I would be doing that day!

Eventually, we got the dog out, and the driver of the car he was under wrapped him up against his chest, with his coat. At that point, I left – I wasn’t much help to begin with, and figured the dog would get back to his owner. I assumed that the owner had to be there, that it wasn’t just strangers trying to help a loose animal.

But I wasn’t done thinking about the situation, after we left. I was just astonished by how cooperative everyone was – the people in the cars, waiting to get through, and all of the different people, working together, to try to save the poor dog. It was amazing to see a bunch of strangers come together for something like that. It reminds you there is still good in the world! (Of course, I realize how dangerous it was, and was thinking about this story.)

I was wrong when I assumed his owner was there though. I later learned, via my sister and older brother, who saw a post about this dog on Facebook, that his owner was in an accident about three miles away, and that the dog (Marco) ran away during the accident and they had no idea where he was! They found him, with a broken leg, near where we saw him on the highway. I am not sure if that information got to the owner via Facebook, or if he had a collar on and they called (I don’t remember seeing one), but that’s another good reminder of something Facebook is good for!

What a day!


Aww, and speaking of wonderful things, I have to share something about Furious 7, which is what we were coming from seeing, when we came across this incident in the highway.

NOTE: MAJOR SPOILERS BELOW, SO SKIP IF YOU DON’T WANT TO READ THEM!

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I was really curious what they were going to do with Paul Walker’s character in this movie. As you probably know, he passed away while this movie was being filmed. The cast took a break from filming, to re-work the script a bit, then when they came back to it, had Walker’s two brothers do the scenes, and had Paul’s face digitally added (from what I understand, anyway).

So during the entire movie I thought they were going to kill his character off. I was sure of it. There were even a few scenes that lead you to believe it!

But they didn’t! And then at the end, there was this discussion about how things will be different in the future (movies) because Paul Walker’s character is going to focus on his family now, and then Vin Diesel said some touching stuff about him, that fit in the story, but you know it was about Paul, in real life.

Gawd, I was all choked up. For a movie that is about fast cars and criminals, they nailed this tribute to Paul Walker. I know it can seem cheesy in the movies, that they are always pushing their “friends are family,” theme (and Diesel’s character says it again in this movie “I don’t have friends, I have family”) but that’s always meant a lot to me, because we have friends that are family, and the movies remind me of that (minus of course, the fast cars, breaking the law, world-wide travel, guns, and so on). And it seems like these actors were really friends – come on, Diesel named his newborn daughter Paulina! Anyway. It was touching. And well done. And I am happy they didn’t kill his character.

And, to be honest, I didn’t feel as sad about Paul Walker’s death when it happened, as I did after that movie. When it happened, I was overwhelmed by people being sensational about it – talking about it because he was a celebrity; talking about it because it was a thing to talk about. After seeing Diesel talk about naming his daughter Paulina on a talk show last week, then seeing their emotions in this film, I really felt the sadness of what that loss meant to his loved ones. That made it much more real to me.

Great minds and all that

By , March 25, 2015 5:36 am

In late January I told my snister I got her something for Valentine’s Day – “I sent you a Valentine’s Day gift! So if something arrives that doesn’t have a ‘from’ on it, but you’re pretty sure that it’s from me, it is.”

That same day, she told me that she also sent me something for Valentine’s Day. Aww! 

Her gift for me arrived first. When I saw it was in a styrofoam case and had instructions to open it carefully, I had a feeling… a feeling we got each other the same thing. 

Yep! We both sent each other custom mugs!

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Ha ha, great minds think alike, and all that! (Her mug arrived two days later and we totally giggled about getting each other something so similar! TWINZ!!!)

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I kind of love mugs. I’ve written about it before, and since then, um, my collection has expanded a bit. I swear though, I’ve only purchased a few mugs since writing that. Almost all of them are gifts! And I did recently donate all of our matching ones to Goodwill. We never used them – they were too boring (and small)! 

I know that a lot of you are a little mug obsessed, too, which makes me feel better for not being alone in my craziness! 

I can’t take credit for the awesome mug I got my snister, though! My running partner, Kelly, actually told me about finding those mugs on an etsy site, and wanting to get one for her bestie*. I looked at them and thought they were so cute I got one for my snister and one for my bestie in Texas. 

*This post is coming a bit after Valentine’s Day because I waited to post this after Kelly got the mug and gave it to her bestie, who reads my blog. Would’ve hated to spoil the surprised for her!

Bad words

By , March 23, 2015 6:26 am

Ha! I am not talking about fun sailor-speak. I am actually specifically thinking of two words: only, and just.

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If only it were as simple as the “no more and no less” definition. But I think these words lean toward the “merely” definition, a lot of the time. And “merely” has its own connotation…

Huh?

I’ll explain. Like with most examples in my life, this stems from the exercise world. But it could be applied to any hobby or skill that you start out with basics and build on them and keep learning and expanding your skillset. Hmm, to which hobbies or skills does that generalization not apply? Anyway…

A common (but obviously not the only <– legit use of the word) path in beginning to run is to train for a 5K distance race. Then after the race, you have a lot of choices – do more of them, train for something longer, train to run it faster, stop running completely… you get the idea. Many people choose to train for something longer. Then something amazing happens – this distance you used to be training to run as your end goal, now becomes a distance that you can run many times a week, to train for something longer. Like I said, it’s similar to many hobbies, like me learning to knit. Now that I’ve gotten the basics down, I am trying different patterns (I’ll show you my new project soon!), but there is still a lot for me to learn – like circular needles, and projects that aren’t rectilinear and require adding or subtracting stitches (and much, much more).

So what the heck am I getting at? That as we build our skill set, things that used to be hard, are now easy. Duh. Ha ha. And that is great – that is progress! But, what I want to talk about, is, well, how we talk about it.

“You ran before teaching class, Kim?”

“Yeah! Just 3 miles.”

Dammit! Why did I say “just” 3? There is nothing “just” about running that distance! It’s a good workout!

“The running route from my house to Red Robin is only 13 miles.”

Crap! Why did I qualify that with “only”? I could have just said, “it’s 13, so we’ll have to add on to get in higher mileage.”

As you can see, I’ve become über conscious of my use of “only,” and “just” as of late. For three reasons:

  • I work with a varied clientele at the studio, and they don’t need to hear me say those words then infer that something that might be difficult for them, is easy for me. Or worse, that I consider it a “lesser” workout. It could be discouraging.* (And really, same thing on blogs – it’s not very fun to read people downplaying what they can do – in that annoying humble bragging sort of way.)
  • Saying those words downplays my accomplishments.*
  • Saying those words makes me sound like a pompous ass.

I often think of my winter training season in 2012 when I was training specifically to get a personal record at a 5K, and so many of my running acquaintances gave me crap about it. “Only a 5K?” “Why not a marathon?” So much confusion from people.

Here is the thing – I was training my butt off for that 5K – running about 30 miles a week, including double digit runs and speedwork. It was offensive that people implied I was slacking off by “only” training for a 5K.

And… what if I never want to run a marathon again? Increasing distance is just ONE path you can choose in running… there are so many other things to do. Open up your eyes, peeps!

Anyway. I am not saying this all to be preachy about what words you choose to use, just as a reminder to myself to think before I use these two, when quantifying something. And PLEASE, call me out if I do!

*But I am not implying not to talk about what I can do, just not to use these words, when I do.

Foreigner… finally!

By , March 21, 2015 4:07 pm

Foreigner and Styx were touring together last year and I thought about getting tickets, and didn’t. I don’t regret many decisions I make in life, but I DEFINITELY regretted that one. I really like Foreigner and wondered if I’d ever have a chance to see them again…

Then I ran across an article last November saying Foreigner was coming to Waukegan, Illinois, in March! YESSSSSSS!!! Here was my chance to see them!

I sent the article to the person I know loves 80s (and late 70s?) music like I do, Rachel, and she did not hesitate in saying “count me in!”

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I don’t think we could have been any more pumped for the concert! Every time I heard (or played) a Foreigner song, I got so excited! We decided to do some 80s inspired glamming up for the show, and figured other people would too…

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Nope. Just us. Ha! And I think we may have been the youngest people there! I was surprised! Where were all the other young 30s Foreigner fans? Ha ha.

The concert was last night at the Genesee theater. Not everyone I told about the concert thought it sounded like an idea of fun (one person even asked if I was getting paid to go, jokingly!), but everyone told me the Genesee is beautiful, and it is!

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I thought it might feel funny to be watching a rock concert in a place that feels like it’s set up for an opera or orchestral concert, but once the show started, I completely forgot about it! The space had great acoustics and Foreigner sounded AMAZING. Gah, it was so fun to hear all their popular songs being sung, live (here’s the set list)!!! I really can’t decide which song was my favorite, but I particularly enjoyed “Dirty White Boy,” “Say You Will,” “Feels Like the First Time,” “Urgent,” and “Juke Box Hero.” Ha. I just listed half the set – I might as well list them all!

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The entire band was fun to watch, but the current lead singer (Kelly Hansen) was especially amusing – just dancing all over, going in to the crowd, touching people’s hands in the crowd, calling them old (ha), making fun of them for sitting, shaking his booty during “Dirty White Boy,” and so on. So high energy! I was smiling the whole time!

And I thought this was really cool – a local high school choir got to come on stage and sing the refrain with the band during “I Want to Know What Love Is.” What a neat opportunity!

I’m so grateful I got a chance to go, and that Rachel came with me! I wonder what awesome 80s band we will see next?! Ha!

Tell me your favorite Foreigner song!

Meet Fluffy

By , March 12, 2015 6:22 am

I arrived home from my trip Sunday to find Steven working in the garage on this:

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Meet Fluffy, the cat!

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I smiled so big when I saw he made me this for me while I was out of town! What a sweetie!

Steven’s had a MIG welder for awhile, and recently purchased a TIG welder so he could weld some different types of metals (and expand his tool collection, of course!). He wanted to work on his TIG welding skillz, which requires a lot of coordination and practice, so he made Fluffy! Fluffy is composed entirely from random parts and pieces Steven’s saved from various assembly kits (hope we don’t need any of those pieces in the future, ha ha!).

As suspected, Data does NOT like having a sibling.

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Data was actually scared to eat his dinner around Fluffy. Oops. Guess we need to keep them separated for awhile!

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I love Steven’s homemade gifts!

You know what Sunday is?!

By , March 4, 2015 6:21 am

The day I come back from my girls’ weekend with Bobbi!

The start of Daylight Saving Time. Dun, dun dun…

Slim chance, I know, but is anyone else NOT looking forward to more daylight in the evenings?

Nah?

Didn’t think so.

I was just liking seeing this at the end of my morning runs:

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THE SUN RISING.

Oh well. It’ll come back soon enough.

I do strangely enjoy darkness at night – it makes me feel like I can be lazy and it’s okay. If the sun’s out, I feel like I should be outside, doing something.

But… I’ve mentioned that before. The shift to spring is something I struggle with each year. trgfffffffffffffhyuj <—– ha ha, a message from Data. Apparently he thinks I’ve written about this enough before! (Or just wants to be fed?)

The Oscars this year

By , February 19, 2015 6:28 am

The Oscars are this Sunday! At this time last year, Steven and I were prepping for our first ever Oscars Party, and had seen quite a few of the films nominated for best picture.

This year? Um… chirp.  We’ve seen ONE of the films nominated for best picture (The Grand Budapest Hotel) and yeah, definitely not having a party!

I didn’t feel like planning something the same month we were gone for a week for vacation, and didn’t even know if Steven would be in town this weekend. He is going to be in town, so our grand plans are to make vegan ribs and nachos and watch as much of the Oscars as we feel like (maybe with a break at 8:00 pm when Downton Abbey comes on, ha ha).

Do you plan on watching the Oscars? Have you seen many of the films nominated?

Last year was the first time I watched every film nominated for best picture (some in the theater, some at home). Those films typically aren’t the ones I gravitate to in the theater… or always enjoy. I do want to watch all of this year’s list, at some point!

Art store panic

By , February 3, 2015 12:15 pm

It’s been over seven (nearly eight!) years since I graduated from college, and as evidenced during my lunch break, I still find myself in an odd state of panic when I go in to an arts supply store. Sigh.

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The massive selections of pens, markers and pencils, rows upon of different types of paper, easels and canvases, paintbrushes, triangles, t-squares, stencils coming at me from all directions… AHHHHHHHHHH! SO. MUCH. STUFF. Why am I here again? What do I need?  Are they going to have it all? How much is it all going to cost?! What will I forget this time?

I remember the first time I went to the art supplies section of the campus bookstore in college. It was the first day of freshman year and I was given a list of things to buy in my architectural studio class. I didn’t know what half of the things were on the list. I had no idea how much it was going to cost. Hours, three stores, and $250 later, I had what I needed (with a LOT of help from Steven, driving me around to the shops off campus, and telling me what the things were I was told to buy). Next step – figuring out what the instructors wanted me to do with it all…

Looking back now, the amount of discomfort I felt then, and every time I went to get supplies (typically once a week, sometimes several times a day) should have been a sign. A sign I was in the wroooooooong major. Shouldn’t I have been excited, to an extent, to go shopping for supplies to build and draw things? Shouldn’t I have gotten some enjoyment out of it? I bet a lot of my classmates did. For me it was always dread, dread, dread. An icky feeling of anxiety and discomfort I still feel now when I go to an art supplies store – and I certainly wasn’t there to buy drafting or model supplies today!

Maybe wearing one earring will become popular again

By , January 29, 2015 12:52 pm

When I lived in Rome, it was trendy for females to wear only one earring. I saw many other trends during my time there that eventually made it to the US, but never the one earring thing. I could use that, now. 

Do you ever do something and feel like a very obvious life lesson is the outcome of it?

That was me, yesterday. In the morning, I grabbed the earrings I wanted to wear and saw they didn’t have backs on them (to keep them on my ears). “Eh, I will be fine,” I thought.

Yeah, you know I came home with only one earring. Sigh.

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Many possible lessons out of this one: take care of your stuff, follow your instinct (to put backs on), don’t be in a rush and make stupid mistakes, and don’t get upset and act surprised when your choice with a potentially bad outcome, well, had the bad outcome.

Ahh, that last one. As soon as I realized it was gone (and not stuck in my collar or scarf as I had hoped), I was disappointed for sentimental reasons*, but had to laugh at myself. It was MY stupidity that got it lost! I should always wear backs to my earrings, but especially if I am going to be wearing a bulky scarf, taking a hat on and off throughout the day, and be using headphones! Derrrr.

It’s weirded me out lately, the things that bother me, and the things that don’t. My phone crashing and two pictures randomly deleting themselves (only to reappear 6 days later)? So very pissed. A super major issue at work? Eh. My computer operating slow and not letting me update google docs? OMG I COULD STAB SOMETHING. Train’s late? Oh well. My ride is late? WTF?!?!?!

Ha ha, so I really shouldn’t be patting myself for not sweating the small stuff that was my “fault.” I’ve always been good at that. I’ve always been very easy on myself, and not really let my “failures” get me down. It’s the small stuff that I have no control over, that I need to work on! Probably just like everyone else…

*I got these at an Egyptian exhibit in London. I didn’t wear them often at all, but they reminded me of good times visiting there.

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