Sunsets and Car Crashes

This is a rather clever title in my opinion, as it serves multiple purposes.

For starters, it’s Music Monday. And “Sunsets and Car Crashes” is one of my FAVORITE songs from The Spill Canvas. I actually think they might be my all time favorite band. I can listen to any of the their stuff no matter what mood I am in.

If you have never heard the song or of Spill Canvas, then check this out and then check out some of their other stuff. You won’t regret it. Promise

Now on to my weekend. It started off with the latter of Sunsets and Car Crashes. That’s right, a great start to my weekend. I was pretty excited to not have to be traveling anywhere and to just hang out. I had a baby shower on Saturday, which I still had not gotten a gift, so after work I decided to stop at Babys R Us to pick something up.

As a side bar, I really hate that place. It is extremely overwhelming. You can never find anything, or at least I can’t. There are crying babies everywhere. And I don’t know what half the things are in that place.

Anyways, I had a relatively quick and painless Babys R Us experience, and then was on my way home. But I wouldn’t get out of this that easy. As I was driving straight and heading towards an intersection with a green light, a car decided to pull out of a parking lot out of nowhere, and slam into me. Thank you.
Now let me share a diagram that I made for my insurance people, just to make sure they understood what went on here.

I am the green car. I am in the middle lane, minding my own business, traveling straight, preparing to go through an intersection where the light is green. But red car over there had other plans. If you look closely, you will see that where this car was coming from, directly in front of it is a median. Yes, there is a median there, and it is a right turn only, for good reason. This smart kid decided he was going to try to ignore the right turn only, and cross three lanes of traffic – and not only cross three lanes but drive into it because of the median, in order to get to the other side. Great idea buddy.
So he crashed right into the front right side of my car. I was able to drive it over into the parking lot in which he came out of, but it was definitely not drive-able.
Cops came and worked out that whole deal. And then arrived the tow trucks for both our cars. The tow truck driver was super nice. Told me of a really good shop right next to where I live, and offered to drop me off at home as well. And he didn’t charge me mileage! Thank you Mr. Tow Truck driver, wherever you are.

So that was the start to my weekend. Thankfully my godmother is my insurance agent, and she was able to get everything started on this. This happened at 5 o’clock on Friday afternoon/evening, so of course nothing was going to happen over at the insurance companies, but at least she was able to get it into the system to start being processed Monday morning. I picked up my rental car on Saturday morning, which will be paid for by this kid obviously. Had to get something comparable to my car, so I got a Chevy Impala.

It’s newer, has a V6 so it has a little more pep than my Mazda, and it’s got a sunroof. So I am okay with it. But still not happy about all this hassle that I have to deal with! And my poor car 😦 Hopefully should hear back soon what kind of damage they think was done to my car and how much it will cost.

Anyways, after this whole episode, the rest of the weekend went pretty well. A and I just hung around pretty much the entire weekend. Getting things done around the apartment. We went for a stroll around Boston on Saturday night, to get ice cream from JP Licks. Amazing ice cream. Sadly, we learned that the one we always go to is no longer there. Their lease ran out and rent hikes forced them to leave. Very sad. So we went to the grocery store and got ourselves each a half-gallon of ice cream and ate that while we watched Friends with Benefits. Hilarious movie. Justin Timberlake is the man, and is so funny in this movie. It is no Oscar winner clearly, but just a funny Saturday night flick.
Sunday we took Goomba for a long walk around this pond in town. He loved all the attention he was getting from other dog walkers. And we saw a sunset to end our weekend.

Both A and little Goomba were pretty tired last night, they both ended up passing out in my lap, and it was too cute not to take a picture.

Goomba had his paw over A, and they both literally fell asleep like this. Too cute 🙂

So you see, the title Sunsets and Car Crashes serves multiple purposes here. It fulfills my music needs on this Monday Morning. It also accurately sums up my weekend. Hope you all had weekends that involved happy sunsets and no car crashes.

Happy Monday 🙂

Crossroads

I really feel like I should have it all together by now. But I feel the complete opposite. I feel like I am at a crossroads right now, with a million different ways to choose, and part of me wanting to go off in each direction.

Last night A and I went for a long walk since it was so incredibly nice out. And we spent that hour long walk talking about a lot of things. Family, holidays, cars, renting, buying a house, our jobs, where we want to live .. or not live.

I know I have mentioned this before, but part of me wants to run off to some new city or entirely new country, and live there for a few years. Another part of me wants to stay somewhere local and buy a home and start a family. But where that somewhere local is I still don’t know. A did a lot of the talking last night, he is one of those talk as he thinks kind of people. Where as I am quiet and think everything through in my head before saying anything. So when he finished talking and asked me where I saw us living – I hadn’t had enough time to think, and it was like I had forgotten how to speak. I didn’t know what to say. When I started speaking, it was just gibberish that came out of my mouth. We have had this conversation before though, so he understood what I was trying to say thankfully.

I don’t know what I want. I don’t want to pick up and move, and regret that I didn’t stay and settle down. I don’t want to settle down, and always think about what I missed not trying a new place for a couple of years. If I do settle down, I don’t want it to be in the wrong place. Why can’t I just know what I want.

Sorry, don’t mean to get all depressing here. That’s life right, you aren’t supposed to know what to do or what’s going to happen, you just need to sit back and enjoy the ride. I just needed to voice my thoughts a bit I guess. And remind myself that everything will work out the way it is supposed to.

If you are having one of those days, with just a million different emotions running through you, than take a listen to Tom Day’s “Home”. You just feel so at ease listening to it. He somehow manages to capture every emotion possible into a 6 minute song and you can’t help but wonder what it was you were worried about before you started listening.

Happy Thursday ya’ll. And cheers to the good weather and almost weekend.

Say hello to the newest member of our family :)

Meet Gumba (pronounced Goom-ba)

I have mentioned before that we were hoping to get an English Bulldog and were on a waiting list. Well we found out last week that a few people backed out and we were able to get one in this litter and not have to wait for the next one. Amazing.
Well we get last pick, which is fine because they all look the same to me and come from great parents so any of the pups will be great. So a few days ago we finally learned which one of the little guys would be ours. We are getting Hillis. Which we will be changing his name to Gumba. A has said he wanted that as a name for his first bulldog for years. It’s slang for buddy/friend in Italian. I dig it, and I have been hearing it for so long anyways that I am all for it.

This little guy is so adorable.

He just turned 4 weeks this past Wednesday, so we have a little less than 4 weeks now until he can come home with us. I wish I could just take him now. I learned that one week in puppy world is like a couple of months in human world, so I feel like we are missing out on an awesome part of his life. What’s nice is our breeder we are going through is amazing and pretty much lets us go over whenever we want to see him.

I apologize for the many upcoming posts of our new little fella. I promise I will try to keep it to a minimum, but I am just pretty excited. My parents were not pet people, so I never had a dog or any other animal growing up. I feel like I was deprived of this as a child. So my day has finally come. And I am going to love every second of it.

I leave you with a little video that our breeder sent us

Cupcake ATM

Happy Friday.

This morning I learned of an amazing invention.

Have you ever been just wandering around at 2 in the morning after the bars close, and all you really want is a cupcake. No? You are lying to yourself then, because its science. At some point, I know you were craving a cupcake of some sort. Or at least some kind of dessert – it’s just what happens when you are up at that time. And it’s a problem, because where are you going to find anything open at that time to fulfill your craving.

Well someone decided to solve this problem. Say hello to the worlds first cupcake ATM.

Yes, a 24 hour, cupcake ATM. I wish I had thought of that. Some bakery in LA came up with the genius idea – and says that they will stock it with fresh cupcakes day and night. It also dispenses ingredients to make your own cupcakes at home. What a fantastic idea. Too bad this is only in LA. Can this come to Boston please.

Is it bad that it is 8 in the morning here and all I want now is a cupcake. If only I had a 24 hour cupcake ATM. . .

Run in a Marathon …. Check!!

So I did it.

Well sort of. For those that haven’t been following all along, I have been training to run in a relay marathon. I have had multiple knee surgeries and was told by my doctor that marathons were off limit. People with healthy knees ruin their knees running marathons, never mind people with fake knees like myself. He told me I shouldn’t be going over 5 miles … but 5 miles really isn’t much. I signed up for this relay marathon, and took one of the longer legs at 7 miles. I have been training over the past couple months. Luckily the weather has been pretty good this winter so it hasn’t been too bad running outside.

Well yesterday was the big day, and of course it was one of the coldest days within the past couple of weeks. It wasn’t so much the cold, but the crazy wind. But it was sunny, so I am not going to complain. The race was in Hyannis MA. Here is me pre race:

Go time was at 10am, so we headed to the race around 915. This would end up being about 3 hours before I actually started running. Because my phone went through the washer machine, I ended up buying a used iPhone. One of the runners on my team who has an iPhone introduced me to Nike+ GPS – which is a program that plays your music as well as tracks your run and time, and tells you your pace. It will also tell you this as you run, at each mile. It was super cool. Well I decided to use it for the first time during my run to try to keep a good pace.

My run was great. It was a little chilly, but once you got going it wasn’t really cold anymore. The views along the water were beautiful. I of course had to try to take a picture as I ran.

This was probably around mile 4. I think – and the reason I am not sure, was because my new program that I had just installed and tried out, apparently was a little off. As I was running, it was telling me I was running a 9:08 mile pace. I thought I was running faster, but some days you have it and others you don’t. I figured today was just not my day. But I forced myself to stay around that 9 minute mark because I didn’t want to be going any slower than that. Well I started to think things were off when I noticed the mile markers on the street that the marathon organizers put out on the course. I eventually realized that my gps thing was an entire mile off!! When I ended up finishing my run, it was telling me I ran 6 miles, when clearly I just ran 7.

So, I finished my 7 miles in 56 minutes … which when you do the math … is 8 minute miles! I was in shock. I mean I felt like I was running fast and I was cruising by some people trying to make up some time since our second runner had run a bit slower. But I was not expecting 8 minute miles, especially since my new little program was telling me I was running over 9 minute miles. I was so pumped. This was an awesome time for me. This is me, after the race:

Our last runner was actually not ready for me because no one thought I would be there so quick. I ended up being the fast time on our team. Go me! I was very happy with my performance. Our unofficial team time for the marathon is 3 hours and 50 minutes. We are waiting to find out our official time – but I am pretty pleased with how we did.

Here is our team picture after the race.

While I was waiting around to start my leg, I met a few other runners that were waiting as well, so we chatted. One of them was telling me that I had to do the road race in Falmouth MA in August. Apparently it is a ton of fun, and it is only a 10K – so I think I might look into that. This was my first real race and I met so many nice people and had such a great experience, that I will definitely be looking into where I can do my next race. It gives me some motivation to keep running and training.
For any runners out there that haven’t actually gotten the nerve to run in a race, I highly recommend it 🙂

Random Thoughts

So just a few random thoughts.

1)This week has been extremely busy at work and has resulted in some late nights. Not fun. But it’s alright, I would rather be busy than bored at work. But being busy has resulted in some negligence towards blogging. Sorry.

2)This weekend is the BIG weekend. And by this I mean my Relay Marathon!!!
I have been gearing up for this for a few months now, and it’s finally here. I am ready. I know I can finish it, just now sure how quick I will be. I haven’t done much running this week. A couple shorter runs just to get my legs moving. Also trying to make sure I eat some carbs so I have enough energy for the weekend. Wish me luck!

3)We get to see our little puppy tomorrow! Hopefully we will know which one is ours, since it was between two the last time we talked to the breeder. A and I have been reading a ‘how to raise your English bulldog’ book before bed each night. It’s something fun to do together. A is not a big reader, but I love reading, and it’s kind of fun doing it together and learning some tips about raising a pup.

4)A and I found a house that we really liked. We went and looked at it a couple of times, and even had A’s parents come out to look at it. But it’s a little more expensive than we were thinking and it’s a little more house than we need. Our Realtor seems to think that an offer was made, so it looks like we won’t be getting that house. And there isn’t much else out there right now. House buying is incredibly frustrating.

5)It is Friday. Bring on the weekend! 🙂

We’re gonna be parents! Sort of :)

So I think I mentioned awhile ago that we were put on a waiting list for an English bulldog pup. We found an AMAZING breeder with beautiful bulldogs, and they were expecting a litter to be born within a few days, but they already had a waiting list. A absolutely wanted a boy – he has had boy bulldog’s his whole life and was set on a boy. So we were number 8 on the waiting list. Well when the pups were born, there were 5 boys and 4 girls. Awesome, but that most likely meant no pup for us this time around. The breeder insured us however that we would be on top of the list for the next time around. She said if anyone back out, we might still have a chance – but A and I weren’t getting our hopes up.

Well yesterday night, while A was at the gym at our apartment complex, he got a call from a number I didn’t recognize. I almost answered it in case it was something important from work and I could just go run and grab him. I decided against it because he gets too involved with work as it is. I figured it could wait.

So as I was cooking dinner, he comes in, and I let him know about the missed call. Well he listens to the call and then comes running over looking ecstatic. It was the breeder!! Three people ended up backing out, and while we would have the last pick of the boys, she wanted to know if we were still interested.

UM YES!!

I screamed and started running around like a crazy person. A called back immediately and told her we were still interested, so they chatted for a while. But we are finally getting the English bulldog that we have been talking about for like 5 years now.
Three boys are already claimed, so there are 2 left, one of which will be ours.
There is Grady:

and Jetson:

We love both of them, so we don’t care that we are getting last pick. One of the ones that is left, Grady, is actually one of the breeder’s favorite out of the litter, so we are kind of hoping for that one. I am beyond excited!! A and I had got a book a couple of years ago on how to take care of a bulldog but we had not started to read it yet. Well last night we decided that we would read a bit of it before bed each night. The pups are only about 3-4 weeks old maybe – so we still have to wait 4-5 weeks until he can come home with us. I have no idea how I am going to wait that long. We are going to go there this weekend to visit with them 🙂

Here is a video of all the little guys, they are so cute!!

Now starts the fun of puppy proofing the house and buying toys for the little guy 🙂