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Posturing as Indie Cool

This past weekend I went to check out some bands on Fountain Square. Primarily I was there to catch Soapland, featuring my friend Ice Cream for Lunch. The band was great, although how they survived the temperature, I may never know.

I love these rock summer shows because all the cooler than cool indie kids come out in full effect and you get to see them sporting chic outfits, crazy tatts and bored facial expressions so no one mistakes their emotions for enthusiasm.

I used to love these exclusive-seeming moments, trying to fit in with the cool kids. I now recognize the events for what they are – a lot of people posturing.

Except for this guy. Who we saw on the square. What the heck.

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Just Shy of Ten Years

Yesterday was my last week of work at a place where I had been for nearly ten years. Had I lasted another two or months and hit the actually anniversary, I would have gotten $100. But instead I am headed on for new things. I thought yesterday would me sentimental or emotional for me, but instead I am just excited for what lies ahead. (And a little nervous.) Everyone I work with made yesterday such an overwhelming celebration of … well, me, that I was honored.

First my team got me a hugely extensive variety of As Seen on TV products (to be featured soon!). Then I had a lunch that included a cake for dessert featuring my face on top. The picture they used was from my first months on the job and I looked like a baby! After work I went to a happy hour where more than 40 of my friends, coworkers and family came to celebrate with me.

I’m truly blessed!

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Road Trip!

I gave notice at my job three weeks ago. And so began the greatest three weeks ever. Do you know what happens when you give notice? You have NO pressure. People come to you and try to glean whatever they can but the internal and external push to do the best, be the best, stand out among the best is gone. Everything is just easy breezy.

For week three of my job, Wonder Boy and I took  a read trip. We were both super stoked  by the goal of the trip: Three concerts on three consecutive nights in three different cities. Can’t be done you say? Well, we were up to the challenge.

For the first part of our adventure we headed from Cincinnati to Nashville, Tennessee. Wonder Boy has family there and his aunt and uncle let us stay with them. It was wonderful to see everyone!

We had one day to explore around town and we went to the Lane Motor Museum. Now, I might not be a giant car nerd, but I do love myself some old cars. This place was a gem! Wonder Boy and I toured around for a few hours and both spotted countless cars to fall in love with.

Is this not the cutest car ever?
But this is the car I want. It’s teeny, tiny so you will always find a parking spot. It puts the Smart Car to shame when it comes to size. It’s a two-seater, so pretty practical, but since it won’t hold more people, you never have to be the one to drive to lunch!
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Late Triathlon Update

For a while there I was “training” for the triathlon. With only 1 week notice, my partner had to bail due to a broken foot! Stepping up to the plate: Wonder Boy!

With his only training for the race being one 26-mile-long bike ride the weekend prior, we canoed 6 miles, walked 6 miles (running without training was an impossibility) and biking 18 miles. Despite all obstacles, we did great and are really proud of finishing so well!

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Angry at Wonder Boy, In the Note of C

I am an asthmatic, a diagnosis that goes back to the fourth grade. As I’ve aged, the disease has presented itself in very odd ways so it’s taken a while to get it under control.  But! With a myriad of medications things have been running really smoothly.
One of the more effective medications I am on is delivered via an inhaler and it gives me mild thrush and is hard for me to get deep into my lungs. My allergist prescribed a spacer to help out with this issue and it’s been working great so far. I take a puff of my inhaler and breathe in and out of the spacer repeatedly until all of the medication is used up. But, it looks like a bong.
Although this bong-like contraption has gotten raised eyebrows from the people to whom I have shown it, who cares. It works and I can breathe. Breathing is the sustenance of lie, people!
So why am I angry at Wonder Boy?
Well I recently had to get a new spacer and this one has one serious flaw. With every inhale I take, it makes a long warble as if I were playing one note on a harmonica. And this sends Wonder Boy into a fit of giggles, which makes me taking my LIFE SUSTAINING medication very difficult. So we had a talk and now he waits until I am done to laugh.
Until now.
Wonder Boy recently bought an accordion, which he doesn’t know how to play. Slowly he has been learning about the instrument and his newest discovery is which key plays C. So last night I am using my inhaler, you know, making it so I can breathe, and after every inhale he hits the note of C.
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