A Boob is Still a Boob

So I'm walking into my office today minding my own when I see a boob. Yes a boob. Ok so it had a baby attached to it, but still. This lady was sitting on this bench in a high traffic area nursing away. No shawl or blanket or cover up. Just a baby and a boob.

I realize I'm a shy person. But I cannot imagine whipping out my boob in public without a cape or something to cover me. I'm sure once I'm a mom I will see things differently. As I walked by this lady trying desperately to avoid staring I started thinking.

Maybe it's me?

When we were in Boston the weather was amazing. We went to Boston Common only to see tons of people in their bathing suits lying out in the sun. Am I the only one who thinks that is strange?

I hate being in my bathing suit at the beach where everyone else is in their bathing suits.

But the idea of lying in a huge public park with business men and soccer teams in my bathing suit made me cringe. If you are in a park wearing water resistant underwear (after all isn't that what a bathing suit is?) and the guy next to you is in a 3 piece suite reading the news paper that strikes me as odd.

I have no problem with other people doing things like this. Really, more power to them. I could just never do it.

Let Down

Well, the Red Sox and I are not exactly getting along right now.

First, they are sucking big time. Every time I turn on the TV they've lost. To add insult to injury the Yankees just keep on winning. There is nothing I hate more than Red Sox losing and Yankee's winning. It really ruffles my feathers.

Now, this whole Steroids thing comes about. So, David Ortiz and Manny Ramirez were using steroids in 2003. Am I surprised? No. Am I disappointed. Yes.

It seems that anyone with a decent batting average these days has had medical help. It's frustrating to me as a fan. I understand the desire to want to hit better. I want the players to hit better too. But not at the cost of using drugs to do it.

I also get that it's hard to compete with players who are using when you are not. That all makes sense to me.

But since MLB cracked down on steroid use hopefully the number of those on steroids still is drastically smaller. I mean after what happened to Manny with the 50 game suspensions it would be stupid to keep using at this point.

I still love the Red Sox. I will not be a fair weather fan. They've let me down before (lets not bring up the 03 ALCS series), and it's bound to happen again. But it doesn't mean I have to like it.

Shape up guys, I mean it!

Summer Belongs to Children

There is some car commercial out right now that claims that summer has always belonged to the children. But getting this new car can make summer fun for adults too. Right.

I couldn't agree more with the first part of the statement though. Unless you are a kid, or have kids that you hang out with at the pool and beach, summer kind of sucks now.

Really all it means for the working woman (or man) is a higher bills. Great! Or in my case continued months of sneezing and weezing while indoors and higher bills.

When I was younger I used to live for summer. It was by far my favorite time of year. I still do like the sun shining everyday, but the rest of it I can do with out. Maybe I'm not doing summer right.

I mean I've still only been out in the sun once this year. Perhaps I need to spend every Saturday by the pool and then I'll like summer again. I won't like the wrinkles/skin cancer I get when I'm older though.

I do enjoy a good BBQ though and summer is perfect for that. I'm addicted to hot dogs. I know they are made of all sorts of weird things, but I don't care. If loving hot dogs is wrong I don't want to be right!

The Living is Easy

So after being back to work for a week it feels like vacation was 100 years ago! It was a nice while the living was easy, too bad it can't be like that all the time.

After a long day of traveling we finally made it to Fenway Park! It was amazing. Except the Red Sox lost. Yes, they lost to the Royals. They played them 4 games, and the only lost one of those. The one we went to, go figure...



The next day we went sight seeing around the city. I love US history, and Boston is bursting at the seams with it!



Of course we had to stop at Dunky's. How can you not when there are 2 on every street corner (I'm really not exaggerating on this either).



After making our way down to Cape Cod, we went to Provincetown and climbed this:



Yes this beastly tall tower thing. Below you can see the view from inside looking up at the 100 levels of stairs. Needless to say by the time we made to the top I was huffing and puffing!



We had a big family "cook out" (they call them cook outs back there, I would say a BBQ?) and everyone ate some of these, except me. I stuck with chicken. The only thing I eat from the ocean is tuna, in the can form.



Of course we played some games with the family! Grandma had never played Phase 10 before, but she was a natural.



We missed all the good beach days, and by the end of our trip the weather was not the best. But we I had to at least dip my foot in the Atlantic (way too cold to swim though!).



All and all we saw a lot of things but did a lot of vegging too. It was a great trip and I can't wait to go back!

Lessons Learned

I'm back from vacation. I had a really good time, but learned a couple of things about myself and the whole traveling experience.

First, I'm grown up. Really. I'm an adult now. When I went on vacation last time
(2007) it was different from this time. I was able to rent a car this time. Yay! Really that is the only perk of being 25.

But I learned quickly that I don't like being told what to do so much anymore. If I don’t want to eat something, I don't want to eat it. End of discussion. I'm done with that phase in my life of being forced to "try" foods that I've tried and disliked 100 times.

I never realized how much I appreciate living on my own until I stayed in someone else’s house with their own rules for a while. Needless to say by the end there I was eager to get back to the place where I can run my own show.

Second, driving in Boston is no picnic. I DO NOT recommend it. It's pandemonium in that city. One way streets, people everywhere no parking anywhere. Ugh. What a mess. We only got lost a few times and didn't hit anyone or anything so that is good.

Third, the east coast is bad for my hair, but great for my allergies. I did not sneeze, have a stuffed nose or runny eyes the entire time. Sure enough the day I got back to CA my nose started acting up again.

Fourth, planes are not so fun. For some reason in my mind I always think I like plane rides. Than I get on one and realize that I have no room to move anywhere. It’s a claustrophobic nightmare on those things. The whole way there Jimmy and I had 2 kids kicking the back of our seats non stop. On the way home we had to listen to the same episodes of Dora the Explorer and Wonder Pets at an alarmingly high volume coming from a laptop in the seat in front of us over and over again. I guess it was either listen to that or crying, so maybe Dora wasn't so bad after all.

Fifth, geniuses look just like the rest of us. I'm not sure why but I thought they would look different. I guess I thought they would all be wearing Dockers and sweater vests (Legally Blond isn't so accurate with that aspect). We walked around Harvard for a while. It was crazy seeing all these kids everywhere knowing that they were all really smart and probably really rich. We drove by MIT too, same thing there. But they looked like the same kids I used to see at CSUN. So we did our best to blend in with the students. I guess it worked because someone asked us for directions. Maybe we look like geniuses after all. If they only knew...

I've got tons and tons of pictures (like 200 of them) so I'll have to dedicate a night to posting some of them using my dinosaur computer at home. It will probably take a full evening considering how slow my computer is!

I go out Packing

Yay it's vacation eve! Can you tell I haven't gone on vacation in a while? I'm so excited I've had trouble sleeping every night this week.

Last night I finally packed. I'll be the first to admit that packing is not my strong point. I have this huge suitcase, and I fill it to the brim. I went to Utah for 3 days and brought my beastly suitcase and filled it so much I had to sit on it to close it.

I could probably roll in a ball and fit in this suitcase that is how big it is. Last time I went on vacation, my suitcase was too heavy! That means it was over 50 lbs. I had to give the sky cap the sexy eye in order for him not to charge me extra to check my bag; otherwise it's like a $75 fee for over weight bags.

So last night I had a goal of packing "light".

That lasted about 10 min. We will be gone for 9 days, and I packed about 10 pairs of shorts/pants and 8 shirts. I guess that part isn't too bad. The shoe part is where it gets ugly. I packed about 6 different pairs of shoes. Some shoes look best with certain outfits right? I guess it's the girl in me, but I need to have choices and lots of them. I hate it when I'm somewhere and I want to wear a certain outfit, but I can't because I don't have it.

After I thought I was finished with my clothes, I kept seeing more stuff I wanted to bring. Jimmy was giving me a hard time about this, so I waited until he wasn't looking and snuck and extra pair of shoes and a couple of shirts in there.

It is definitely going to be another time where I need to sit on my suite case to close it, that is for sure.

I don't consider myself high maintenance, but maybe I am? I mean I'm bringing 2 different curling irons, a blow dryer and tons of products. If that isn't high maintenance I don't know what is. I blame my genes. if I had nice straight get out of the shower and go kind of hair I would not need all that.

I just hope I can keep my suitcase under 50 lbs this time! It will be hard to give the sky cap the sexy eye when my husband is with me...

Burn Notice

So, I'm pretty white. Yep, who knew? I have very fare skin.

Like when I buy make up I have to get the 2nd to lightest one. When I was younger I used to tan up pretty well, but in recent years not so much. As my days of being a 20 something person with little responsibility trickled away, so did my tan. Now most of the light I see is the fluorescent kind beating down on me in my cubicle.

4th of July came, and I'd yet to lie out in the sun all year long. I'm leaving for vacation this week, and am positive I will be the whitest person around. So my one goal for 4th of July would be to get some sun.

I've had my share of sunburns throughout the years. Some worse than others, but all un pleasant. So on Saturday I applied the sunscreen liberally. SPF 30 and I put it everywhere. Or so I thought. I made sure to get some crucial places ( ie top of my feet) that I've missed in years past and ended up paying for it. I laid out in the sun for 5 hours and continued to re apply my sunscreen.

Like always, you feel fine until you are in the shower and you notice red strips starting to appear. By that night it was clear that I suck at applying sunscreen. I'm burnt in some odd places. Like on my arms right above my armpits. I need to get that sunscreen for kids that is purple so you can see where you've put it.

Jimmy is also burnt in some weird places. So yesterday we spent the day hobbling around in pain. My face looks like I'm wearing a mask. How that happened I have no idea. But I look like a raccoon. And no I was not wearing sunglasses. I loaded on the make up to cover it up (I’m sure that is not good for a sunburn, but I can't go out in public looking like a super hero).

So I'm left to wonder, how does this always happen? Always? You'd think with 25 years of sunburn wisdom behind me I'd make sure to put my sun block everywhere. But yet I still end up missing spots. I've tried the spray sun block too. But I seemed to get bunt in even stranger places when I do that.

I'm hoping after this I'll have some sort of a base tan to start with when I go on vacation. Except right now it's raining on Cape Cod, so I'm not sure I'll even see the sun there. Maybe I'm just not meant to be tan!