Sunday, March 27, 2016
Monday, March 21, 2016
If there's One thing to know about me: I can Pack like an absolute Rockstar..
Oh.. Yeah, and I don't drink water. Kind of a condrum of sorts,,Bygones..
And I get asked All the time, How I make it all work.
Perhaps it's the thought that someone may actually say, "You can't take 4 Fedoras on vacation"
Just watch me.
I first lay out the things I know For Sure I want to take.
I pull the accessories, including the shoes.
I add bathing suits, and underwear, and move to a bigger location so I can see it all at a glance.
Speaking of At- a-Glance..This was the very 1st thing I did when I got into our room for our Honeymoon! BEST part of the trip! (I know,,ridic..Right?
Such a #basic travel outfit.
Truth is: When someone tells me their going on a trip, the 1st thing I ask them: "What's your travel outfit?" Don't be That person in the airport. With All your junk. Keep it neat and tidy.
I used this very roller suitcase to pack 3 outfits a day, for 4 days in Vegas!!
Now back to those Fedoras..Some of you may know this, but I'm ready to Share my ancient Chinese Secret to Packing. Everyday after the 1st of the year I get told that someone Cannot possibly pack a hat. Well, I'm here to show you how to pack Several.
Gather all you dainties and bathing suits and pack them TIGHT into your hat. This will prevent your hat from collapsing when you close your suitcase.
Maybe it's time to say Sayonara, book a trip to San Tropez, and say you packed like a Rockstar!
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Monday, March 14, 2016
Sunday, March 13, 2016
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Since Clark Griswold was chasing Christy Brinkley in that red Ferrari, people have been making jokes of the mid-life crisis. The mere mention of a man purchasing a pricy sports car, or getting hair plugs, has us all Proclaiming"Midlife!". But in my perusing this week of social media and other means, I've recognized, being in a Mid- Life crisis, has some very common threads.
(watch for it people)
Facebook, "I can't quit you"!!(#brokeback)
1.Numerous posts pledging affiliation with a higher power.
(only to be proceeded by dozens of drunken pictures, in dim- lit pubs) As mentioned in a previous post, My God has never been lost (to my knowledge) and thankfully, I didn't Find him after a night of clutching the throne(I'm hilar)
Hey Brah,, St. Patrick's day is only 7 days away. Your sobriety is great, but somehow I bet it'll end on that date.
2. Fitness revolution!
It is no longer enough to Check- In, at the gym of your choice.
Uploading videos of your workout won't convince me you're a new man, or woman. It'll just re- affirm, you're Not the only Dumbbell in the gym. And another thing, that app. your insistent on involving us in? The only person you need to prove your post- marathon stats to is you, sweetheart.
And Pleeeassseee, save your sweaty selfies for somebody else.
3. Show us What you eat!
These aren't your typical drink pics or food flashes. Like the gym check ins, this has hit a whole new level.
Step #1 Buy Rubbermaid containers.
Step #2 Cook Chicken and steam veggies from a plastic bag
3. Line up containers on counter and divvy up the chicken and steamed veggies evenly.
4. Photograph, and put out an APB about meal prepping and portion control.
Step #5 Offer to act as a life and fitness coach to all that need it.
When in the history of EVER, have you seen someone's Supper prepped Stearilite containers, and said, "Maaannn,, I need to do That!"? I've had my fair share of figuring out what I need to eat in the past 2 years. Somehow, in that search, I haven't found frozen vegetables were worth photographing.
It's not secret that we can all eat better, and eat a whole lot less. And if I need a life coach to figure That out, God Bless!
But for real, about 6-7 years ago I probley was. My Grandma, that I was extremely close to, passed sitting with my grandpa, holding his hand in a Doctors waiting office chair. There were no final efforts, and he just sat there with her. I took a hard look at whom I shared my seats with and had to decide, when That day came, would I be comfortable in the company of that one person.
Hells, No I wasn't. So call it a mid- life, or say it was a sign, either way, I got the message and got out.
I Thankfully wasn't on social media much then so I have saved you all from some scary status updates. So can we just save the daily sweat shesh, for yourself? Not everything has to be Shared.
Can you make your meal prep and not involve us in your md- life?!