Week in Review: February 5, 2017

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My weekend ended spending time with The Girl. She was upset that Bro’Ham wasn’t with me this weekend. So she was stank. Which means I had to annoy her alllll weekend.

Wait… it’s the week in review. Let me rewind.

Early this week was tough to put it mildly. I am officially transitioning to a different position and to be honest, it’s scary and exciting. I realize it’s a lot different than what I expected, but different is good. It’s forcing me to break into new ways of thinking and new frontiers. I have to lead an all-day meeting Friday. I am not ready. Not that I haven’t prepared, it’s the scope of the project that I underestimated. It’s huge. The part I thought  I managed is about 15% of the total process. Eye-opening the last 10 days. I know I’ll get it, I just have to be patient getting there. So that’s work.

I thought once my kids were grown, parenting would taper off. Nah. Tuesday through Thursday was hard to get through. Tuesday was the worst. Looking back, I’m proud of myself for moving through it and regaining my calm much faster than I normally do. I dreaded what visiting the kids would entail this weekend, but it turned out fine.

Through that experience, I realized that I had to mourn a phase with The Kid. He’s not The Kid anymore. Well… he’s my kid, but it means something else. This week showed me that parenting never stops, but I can choose how I respond to it. At some point, as parents, we have to let go and see if what we think we put in there worked. What I know is that every one of us figured it out and I really have to give my kid and myself space to allow that to happen.

So that brings us back to the weekend. The Kid had to work so The Girl and I got to spend some time together. We went to lunch (that girl can eat!) and then to the Natural History Museum. I took more pictures, but they all look something like this:

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I bet you can guess I got nothing done for the blog this weekend. Instead we started celebrating The Hero’s birthday early on Sunday. Let’s just say that wasn’t my smartest idea having to wake up at 5:30 a.m. Monday. So on that note, I’m off to take a shower and go to bed. Let’s all meet up again Wednesday when I promise I’ll have a recipe. For humans.

Week in Review: January 22, 2017

It’s been a long week. I intended to get all my posts for the week done today, but I didn’t have time. And I still have a bunch of things to do before I go to bed in oh… two hours.

I’m gonna keep it brief and highlight the highlights. Found some great craft books at the library this week. I want to give you a glimpse into this week’s craft post, but I don’t want to jinx the success of a first-time project. I’m super excited though.

I went to the Women’s March in Cleveland this weekend. I had no idea that a similar march was held in Columbus the week before. Anyway, I drove up to Cleveland for the day to march with friends. It was an experience for me, my first public protest. I debated not going until I went to Cleveland.com to find out more details about the event. In a serendipitous way, I was meant to read the comments. I mean people were downright disrespectful. It’s so easy to be an ass anonymously, which pissed me off. So much so that I woke up at 7 to hit the road and be there by 11 for the march.

It was a great event. Last I heard, there were 15,000 people in attendance. That’s not too bad! After the march, most people just hanging around the city started asking questions about people’s signs. And there were a bunch of great signs there. These are just some of my favorites:

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We both decided that we needed to make a lifestyle overhaul and do it together. That includes eating better, getting more organized, working out in the mornings and being more productive in the evenings. In celebration of this new way of life (read: mourning comfort foods on a regular), I said my final goodbyes eating this wonderful key lime tart from Whole Foods. I tell myself that since it’s from Whole Foods, it’s more nutritious.

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And lastly, we adopted a dog. Meet Bro’Ham Fleetwood.

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I’ve never been a pet parent before. I remember killing the one pet we did have, a goldfish, back in the mid 80s. Today, when we went to the shelter to casually look at dogs, Bro’Ham was the one we both liked. He is so chill. We don’t think he ever played with toys because he looks at them like ‘what? what is that?’ And he’s treat finicky. We’ll have plenty of time to get to know him though.

Where’d the name come from? Bro’Ham was The Hero’s. He considers Bro’Ham an early birthday gift. I got to choose his middle name. Fleetwood, in honor of the cowardly lion in The Wiz, seemed the only fitting name. If you don’t know here’s the clip:

Of course being a childless and pet-free house, we had to make some changes. Things are in disarray. I honestly don’t care right now. It will be the first time I have to think about putting things up high since the early 2000s. I can’t even keep my unfinished glass of wine by my bed anymore. I’m looking at it longingly now on the other side of the room. By Bro’Ham. Who won’t relax until we’re both relaxed. Sigh.

Another week down. As I frantically try to meet my midnight deadline (boy does typing that feel familiar), it’s been an enlightening and exciting week. Let’s see what the first week as a pet parent brings.

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Week in Review: January 15, 2016

Last week was action packed. For real. I’m amazed that I could finally get the motivation to sit down and recap. Saturday to Saturday. Okay.

Last weekend, me and The Girl celebrated The Kid’s birthday. I was going to be out of town on his actual birthday and since it’s a milestone, we couldn’t not celebrate. It was hilarious that his gift was to buy groceries and possibly pay his phone bill. Grown kids. It’s an interesting motherhood phase for real. At the end of the weekend, he and I had a really good talk about the next phase of life and some of the lessons he learned since dropping out of high school to now. It gave me hope that maybe he won’t take all of his 20s to be dumb.

That was great, but the highlight of the week was my first trip to Vegas. Okay… so it’s technically my second trip. When you go with your parents at 18 and walk around the Strip all damn day in the middle of August to pass the time before your plane leaves for Cleveland, but your parents were all out of vacation money so they didn’t want to buy anything until we got home and you were thirsty and hungry and couldn’t sit in the casino because you looked really young is how you describe a trip, you need a reset. So it’s my first trip to Vegas. And my first girls’ trip since my 30th birthday in Chicago. That was epic.

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Okay. So Vegas. I went with a friend who shall remain nameless due to professional reasons. Tuesday to Friday. No plans, just doing what girls do in Vegas. I love this friend because this trip was D standing around looking at how big everything was and eating. That’s it. Swear.

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We stayed at Planet Hollywood and in the 2.5 days we were in Vegas we literally ate our way from Aria to The Venetian. Food rules were no eating at places we had back home and no staying at a place that didn’t make us feel great. Where did we eat?

  • Planet Dailies (twice, different meals)
  • Jean Pierre Patisseriejeanpierre
  • Mon Ami Gabimonamigabi
  • Hexx (twice, same meals)hexx
  • Yardhouse
  • Bouchon Bakerybouchonbakery
  • Amorinoamorino
  • Spice Market Buffet

Man, typing the list really brought home how much we ate. I didn’t even get buffet pics (I mean the damage I tried to do to shrimp was embarrassing). And that doesn’t count the two Fat Tuesday drinks with that nice extra shot that we had Thursday. The blurriness of the picture should give you an idea of what Everclear in frozen 151 Kool-Aid can do to you.

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I’m not a gambler, so playing a couple slots and then cashing out wasn’t too hard. I couldn’t fathom dropping more than $20 a day after the first day losing $40. You’d have thought my life savings was in those slot machines. Let’s not dwell on my lack of gambling.

The walking. Gawd. Each hotel was the equivalent of two or three blocks here at home. Don’t trust Google Maps. You’ll think you’ll leisurely walk from New York New York to The Venetian in an hour. We took 15,000+ steps and made it from Planet Hollywood to The Venetian. You know what I’m saying. We had to go to CVS and get compression items. It got real.

Oh… jet lag. Yeah. I typed this long paragraph and deleted it. So basically, I lived on PST and EST time simultaneously. I slept weird. Fell asleep at 9 p.m. PST two out of three nights. In Vegas.

But I realized that Vegas is a multiple-visit and multiple-companion city. The Hero and I are going back. And we’re going back with a group of friends. And my nameless friend and I have decided to make it an annual trip. Vegas. The beginning of my travel adventures.

Saturday, we celebrated two friends’ birthdays. Yeah… I had just got home from Vegas early that morning, slept, ate and took a nap. Then I got dressed and went out to hang with friends. Your favorite blogger got a selfie stick the same day and had to use it. To avoid lawsuits from party-goers, here’s one of me The Hero. I don’t need a release from him:

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I’m going on and on and this post is getting wordy. Bottom line: It’s been a great week. I gained weight, but I don’t care. I’m refreshed and ready to go back to work Tuesday. But tomorrow, I’m going to try to get some rest. Check Wednesday’s post. We had a guest picker for the recipe of the week. Seems like he did good.

Week in Review: January 8, 2017

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Well, here we are at the first weekly recap. I’m behind and trying to meet my 11:59 p.m. deadline, so I’m going to sum up the major highlights:

Professional D. I took on some new duties that will help me figure out if it’s time to think about changing careers. I have no end goal, except not to be working well into my 70s. But maybe by then 70 will be the new 50. I’ll put that on my list of things to check in five or 10 years.

Hills Market Wine. I met up with a friend to try some wine at The Hills Market Downtown, the cool grocery store downtown. For $15, we got to try different wines and have some pretty awesome appetizers. Oh… and get nice chair massages to end the week and get the weekend started right.

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The Power of a Cut. I’ve been growing my hair out again after having a mini moment. Because of that, I’ve been stretching my barber visits to three to four weeks rather than every two weeks. Every once in a while though, I stretch too long and my hair looks like I belong in the old dusty section of the library. It’s in contrast to my smoking hot daily slay. One trip to the barber shop later and I’m feeling all the bit of my Kelis bossiness.

The Homegrowns. It’s the weekend I get together with The Kid and The Girl and it was pretty amazing. Since I won’t be here, we celebrated The Kid’s upcoming birthday. It’s nice to see the fruits of my honesty labor coming into bloom. The Kid has reached a point where he realizes it’s time to get his life on track. We had a nice long talk before I came back to Columbus. Waiting to see him figure out what he knows he knows.

New Year, New Energy. That New Year’s energy is flowing around these parts. In the past 8 days, I’ve only had sweets once. Granted I went hard, but before I got cookie-wasted, I made conscious choices to minimize cravings. Seven of eight days is pretty fantastic. I’m patting myself on the back.

On a more serious note, new energy can be super exciting. It’s an opportunity to let go of the things in my life that are weighing me down, including guilt, shame, resentment and anger and live in the only moment that matters: right now. Every time I focus on right now, I realize that I’ve never once panicked. Right now whatever I need to address is not literally affecting this moment. It’s a new opportunity to live with intention and intensity. To feel life instead of shielding away from it, its pulses, ebbs and flows and lean into them instead of resist them. There’s a lesson in the lean.

I’m getting close to my deadline. Three things this week: wine, new energy, be present. Go live!