*blue balls not included.
the week:
I’m not going to lie. The emotional side of being injured has completely overtaken the physical side. And then, I have a muscle spasm that hurts so much that I wince and sob, and I’m reminded of the physical part of this journey. I’m not a happy person. I am not a “good” broken person. And I’ll likely be miserable until I can skate again.
Psst… from... 
Do you have favorite road trip foods? Mine have always been Nilla Wafers and 50/50. But since I’m becoming a LOT more annoying conscious about what I put into my body… well, frankly, both of those things SUCK. Also, why the hell can’t I find REAL ginger ale?! I did find some moderately healthy ginger cookies (which have an ingredient list that I can read and understand), but how do I... 
Mistakes: we all make them. But being called out on them really puts my panties in a bunch (as well as a high-set of eyeball rollbacks and a distinguishing grimace on my face). I attempt to be diplomatic in my responses to this type of situation, but is it ultimately just my uncanny ability to NEVER BE WRONG that makes making mistakes so… personally wrenching? Gah. I FUCK UP TOO, PEOPLE. I’M... 
the week:
This week has been filled with highs… and unfortunately, some lows. But through the smiles and tears (and uncomfortable talks), I discover my strengths and faults. With that realization, I need to make some changes in various parts of my life to achieve my goals. And I know this paragraph is worse than your old college friend VagueBooking, but there are some things that I’m just not... 
And now, for a few weeks break on the American Road Trip…
the week:
I made a goal for 2012 to invest more in my business, with Task #1 to have a new site designed to better show off my copywriting portfolio. I definitely needed a recharge this year (and, frankly, to start taking it a little more seriously), now that I (think I) know what I’m doing. I’m finally down to business (heh),... 
the week:
I never thought that we’d go back to Indiana, after our friends moved away from the dreadful state last year (visiting them in Charleston, SC is SO much better). But here it is: another year, another annual road trip to the Most Boring State on the Map. At least we can grab some Alpha King for our troubles…
Practice, practice, practice! Besides practices, the only eventful, “for... 
the week:
Do you have a favorite dress — one that you seemingly wear for every occasion because it is all shades of awesome… and sequined? Yeah, I have a dress like that. And can’t wait to put it on and show off all my derby bruises.
weekend:
My weekend calls for a road trip. So, I’m heading over to Columbus to hang with the better half of my fourth-longest-running friendship (I... 
the week:
We have patio furniture!
Do you know how tedious this type of adventure is? Most patio furniture sucks — and is super uncomfortable. And when you find something you kind of like, what the hell, is it expensive. But since I’ve moved my work outdoors for the season (or at least, temporarily, says Local Weather Guy) and my doctor says I need some Vitamin D, I need places to sit and get... 
When I visited New Orleans (vacation posts coming soon!), I had the wonderful opportunity of being involved with the community organization, St. Bernard Project, which was arranged by Sixthman (our do-gooder “tour guides” for The Rock Boat).
Pic courtesy of Will Byington.
St. Bernard Project is a nonprofit disaster recovery organization dedicated to rebuilding the homes and lives of disaster... 
the week:
We “officially” got into our community garden plot since returning from vacation and talked to the old owner about what’s already planted — and it comes pre-planted with a lot of useful items: asparagus, rhubarb, lots of berries and greens, among others. Oh, and some herbs! Rhubarb is already good for us to pull too, which I’m looking forward to using (mmmmm, rhubarb... 
An extra-special “thank you” to friends and followers who donated. Our Bowl for Kids’ Sake team — the Big, Bad Bowling Bunch — raised over $800 for Big Brothers Big Sisters of Pittsburgh.
Bowling on Sunday was fun, but most of our team was sick (including me). An Eat n’ Park smiley cookie and a pitcher of dark pop gave to enough energy to happily bowl a 115 in my second... 
As much as I want to enjoy a stress-free vacation, I’m already stressing out about HOW WILL I RELAX?! I swear that every trip shaves another year off my life. Also, I realized that my Xanax prescription is from 2002. That translates to: INEFFECTIVE. Looks like I’ll be making a traveling care package of varied mini bottles…
SCRATCH THAT! Easy-peasy call to the doctor, and I have one... 
And my wine with my vodka. But not really, because I’M OLD AND CANNOT HANDLE THE HANGOVERS. Ahem.
the week: Valentine’s Day was this week… you know, that holiday that I poo-poo’d. We kept on the tradition I started last year of having fondue (celebrated on Sunday, since Tuesday was a practice night for me). It was delicious. And reaffirms all I need is him and cheese and bread and... 
the week: all three of my cats had vet appointments. I had my annual vag tune-up. Everything is furry, tested and in working condition. WAAAAAAIIIIIIITTTT A MINUTE…
I had a Friend Date for Billy Elliot this week, which started with drinks at Andy’s and dinner at Habitat (I give good date). The musical, I adored. Oh how I laughed and squeed! For most of the production, I was high in my seat with... 
the week: oh, that pesky Phil saw his shadow, which means SIX MORE WEEKS of this awesome winter weather. Glass half full, guys.
It’s Friday, so here’s a cute cat picture:
Curious, this one, about EVERYTHING.
Like I am about 30 WAYS & DAYS OF MAC N’ CHEESE. Every time I think there isn’t a God…
weekend: duh, derby! Come to the Sweetheart Valentine’s Bout & Open... 
the week: do you know what it’s like to exercise for 3.5 hours straight? How about that length of time for continuous play of roller derby? I can already tell that my endurance is improving — one of my goals for the season. But if you see me limping around like an old lady, showing off arms-full of bruises, YOU KNOW WHY.
*sigh* And I love every minute of it.
Underwear Afternoons?
Have you heard... 
the week: Toast! Kitchen & Wine Bar for Pittsburgh Restaurant Week with a group of friends. I strayed off the chef’s tasting menu, and selected my own four courses. And everything was delicious — especially the beef tongue chili and CARROT CAKE BREAD PUDDING. Where did you enjoy a local meal this week?
Speaking of pudding, KEN RICE PUDDING… I haven’t stopped laughing all... 
I don’t mind either title, really.
On most days, I’d rather hang out with my cats — unconditional love to the fullest. Save for the days when my darling Rudy uses my brand new upholstered dining chairs as a scratch post. Or sweet little Chelsea bites my restless legs through the blankets while I attempt sleep.
Animals make me happy. And I’ll take all the free therapy that I can... 
This blog is about pursuit: a transplanted Clevelander (me) in a new city (that's you, Pittsburgh!), pursuing the role of a self-employed copywriter, becoming a roller derby badass and somehow merging all my to-do items into one ever-growing Bucket List.
And of MY boyfriend. His blue balls started this mess.
