I don't have a new place yet, but I'm still celebrating

Well, it's a day to celebrate, at least to celebrate the little things. I'm telling you, I never thought I would like softball until last night, and I never thought I would even utter that phrase either. I'm not an athlete, at all. Cheerleading was the only activity I did in high school, and ballet on the side most of my life. So being on a "team", and "scoring points"--I had no idea what that felt like.

So. A lil background first. My boo and I just joined a young professionals group and signed up for their fall softball league. That's about it, they play every Tuesday night, and yeah.

We had a late game, and got to the field a lil early to warm up. For me that meant freezing, it's not very warm here at night. And that also meant chasing down balls my boo was throwing way past me. He can throw FAR. But once our coach/captain got there, he warmed us up by bringing beer. I was already liking playing softball if it included beer! I mean, come on, what other sport can you drink during? Bowling doesn't count!

I'll be honest, I really wasn't looking forward to playing 8 weeks of this. I didn't even want to be there for one game. I don't really understand it, and I can't play a ton of positions. I don't know how to hit, and did I mention I was freezing? So you get it.

But then we started playing, and we were really good! Right from the start, and my boo played so well! He's athletic, and I'm used to watching him play any assortment of games, football, basketball, etc, but damn he's good at softball too!

And then I have to actually play a position. I have to catch. Fuck. What am I doing?! There is no way in hell I can get this right. I can't even throw the ball back correctly (I was bowling it, I guess that's my default move?). I miss the ball that's thrown to me and the other team scores, although, to be fair, the throw was kinda way off. Like a few feet from home plate. So maybe no one is perfect?

The last inning comes around, and I'm pretty much ready to go to bed. But you know what? I'm actually having fun. So I put in a little bit more effort. Might as well end with a bang.

And I end up catching the game winning ball! Well, we would of won regardless, we were up by a few runs. It was the last out we needed to end the inning. But did I mention it was from outfield, coming at my face at top speed? I would of had to get some major dental work done if I had missed that throw! Plus I would of let my team down, etc.

So I like softball now, who knew. I sure didn't.

And the best part about it all? I didn't once think about the stress of finding a new place to live. That was a nice little two hour vacation. I really needed that.

I thought I would wear this today to enjoy our win. Isn't that what athletes do after a race? Winner! America!

Dream Apartment

Don't mind me, I'm just daydreaming about the coolest apartment ever (of course it's Paris apartments, I mean, come on). 

photos via my Pinterest

 One day, I'll have a place here! Right? Maybe? I think I need to switch careers...

Where is your dream apartment located?

Kittens and Ghosts and Cinnamon Bread

Well, after the worst week ever, we realized we needed some major cheering up. So we went to the Animal Shelter and played with 50 kittens. They were the perfect dose of adorableness.

My new buddy.

We are trying to find a new apt/house that allows pets, because if you can't stay where you are, you might as well make the most of your next move, right? Right.

We had a late lunch at this great place by Target, it's got a huge menu. The really cool thing is that the menu never stays the same, so you never know what you are going to get until you go. It's an adventure to say the least. You also get bit sized-amounts of everything, so you don't fill up on just one. It's called Costco samples, have you ever heard of it? It's pretty crowded on Saturdays, but if you don't get a shopping cart then you can usually get through easily. And the best part? You only have to pay for an annual membership, and all the samples are free!

We may have taken more than on sample each--don't tell, snitches get stitches remember.

Then it was a marathon of Ghost Adventures. That show is just the best sometimes. It's ridiculous and awesome at the same time, do you know what I mean? The guys who host it are very goofy and dorky, but they have such a passion for "hunting the unknown" that it makes you want to watch just to see them jump. I may have been a little scared after the second episode, not gonna lie. But it didn't help that my boo kept scaring me either.

Ghost Adventures Face

I also made some cinnamon sugar bread, and it's DELICIOUS.

Can't you tell? No? Oh this isn't the finished product, my B.

I am currently devouring a slice. I don't have any photos, sorry boos. (I'm not really a food-photo person though, so don't get your hopes up).

And now its back to reality. We are still looking for a place, and we are still stressed out incredibly. I really need a vacation from responsibility. I'm thinking Hawaii.

I'm saying UNCLE

Ok 2013, you win.

You are the better fill-in-the-blank. You are more amazing than me at everything. I lose.

Please, stop punching me in the face now.


The confetti is settling. The parade has ended. And it's about time, really. I don't know how much more of this roller coaster of a year I can take. The icing on the cake? Getting evicted this week. Our landlady wants to renovate, and she can't do that with us pesky tenants occupying her building, even if we are paying her crazy high rent on time every month.

So. There you have it. We are looking for an apartment in a city that is currently being flooded with college students. Perfect timing.

Yesterday we had our hopes set medium-high. We had three apartments lined up to tour. And all three were complete disasters. Smaller than advertised, out of the way more than advertised, and gross/smelly/run down more than advertised.

Really? Nothing worked out?

No, I'm lying and everything is super fabulous unicorn pony. I'm getting my face painted right now to celebrate.

See?

photo HERE

Super happy lucky charms awesome sauce.

A.C.O.D.

This film is getting a bit of hype right now. I have to say though, I'm hesitant to watch it. I think it will bring up some truths. Like things that I dread, mainly. Being a child of divorce really sucked. But being an adult of divorce? It's a whole nother ball game, friends. Its really weird, in a vague nutshell. And I have always wished for that perfect nuclear family. Like, perfect to a fault. It's bad guys, real bad. 

But then again, I would of turned out to be a giant frady-cat, afraid to even stand up in front a small audience, or kill a spider. Also, I would be fiercely dependent on my parents, which is super lame. I would definitely still be on my parent's cell phone plan! Haha! And I would suck at lying. (Sorry mom/dad/principles 1, 2, and 3 at high school/bus driver/Mcdonald's worker). 

So watch the trailer and see for yourself. Are you an A.C.O.D.? #TeamACOD, we need shirts.

Back to reality

We are finally back from our So Cal adventures these past two weeks, and there are some good and bad things that come with our return.

The downside: constant construction.

Jackhammer outside my office window for most of the morning. (I hope whoever stole my headphones is enjoying their sound-canceling effects.):

What we came home to yesterday. Apparently there is a leak downstairs and our landlord thought it was coming from inside our walls. We had no idea about any of this, by the way. I really hate renting:

The good side to coming back to reality? I really like routine, so I guess that's what I'm looking forward to. Call me crazy, but routines are the best thing ever. They are comfortable, predictable, and perfect. I moved around a lot as a kid (17 different homes! Yikes!), so I just like staying put sometimes now. I'm a home-body for sure. I really like planning out my weeks in advance too, like writing it all down in a day planner. Is that weird? Whatevs, I just love it! Bring on the color-coding!!

I also realized that whenever I travel, I instantly make my hotel room feel just like my home. I set it all up, and take a few minutes to really get comfy. After all, vacationing is about being relaxed, isn't it?

The boo's softball game is tonight, and I can't wait to sit on my butt and watch. Then go to Chipotle probably, then watch some TV and have a glass of wine. Nice and predictable, just how I like it!

(Watch my night be total chaos, haha.)