tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248374372008-07-18T22:25:53.355-04:00HodoeporiconStaceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comBlogger406125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-41054119398925325442008-07-17T23:22:00.006-04:002008-07-17T23:57:45.884-04:00Thursday Night Detritus<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I miss not being in love. There, I said it. It's one of those things that young, independent, single women like myself aren't supposed to say, or even think. But there it is.<br /><br />I stood at the bar tonight &amp; listened to a very dear friend recount the "talk" that she &amp; her now boyfriend (as a result of that talk) had yesterday. I was so happy for her, but the story lit a spark that fanned a flame that is now consuming me (all for the want of a horseshoe nail, right?).<br /><br />What I have is this:<br /></span><ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><li>a nice guy who thinks I'm "awesome," but can't commit to more than casual dating</li><li>a great guy who I've treated casually for a few months now. Now, however, I think I really like him &amp; can't figure out how to communicate that.</li><li>That's all. What I have isn't bad, but it's not much.</li></ul><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And I want more. I know it's silly to pine for love &amp; "it will happen when you least expect it." That's all well &amp; good, but what do you do when you're staring out at the lights along the river &amp; wishing fervently that you had someone special with whom to share it? </span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-30290270178886868462008-07-16T08:31:00.001-04:002008-07-16T08:32:08.437-04:00Books, Books, Books<p face="trebuchet ms" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Trying something different today, from </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://beckmann.livejournal.com/202024.html">a friend</a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">.</span><br /></p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><i>"The <a href="http://www.neabigread.org/">Big Read</a> reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed."<br />1) Bold those you have read.<br />2) Italicize those you intend to read.<br />3) Underline the books you LOVE (I'm putting parentheses, since Blogger is weird about underlining).<br />4) Reprint this list in your own blog.</i></p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-weight: bold;">1 (Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2 (The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4 (Harry Potter series - JK Rowling)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">6 The Bible</span><br />7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell</span><br />9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott</span><br />12 Tess of the D'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller</span><br />14 Complete Works of Shakespeare<br />15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">16 (The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien)</span><br />17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger</span><br />19 The Time Traveller's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">20 Middlemarch - George Eliot</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">22 (The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens</span><br />24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy<br />25 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams<br />26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh<br />27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">34 Emma - Jane Austen</span><br />35 Persuasion - Jane Austen<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis</span><br />37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini<br />38 Captain Corelli's Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres<br />39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">40 (Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">41 Animal Farm - George Orwell</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown</span><br />43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving</span><br />45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">46 (Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">48 The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding</span><br />50 Atonement - Ian McEwan<br />51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel<br />52 Dune - Frank Herbert<br />53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons<br />54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen<br />55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth<br />56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon<br />57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley</span><br />59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov</span><br />63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt<br />64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold<br />65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac</span><br />67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">68 Bridget Jones's Diary - Helen Fielding</span><br />69 Midnight's Children - Salman Rushdie<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">72 Dracula - Bram Stoker</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">74 (Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson)</span><br />75 Ulysses - James Joyce<br />76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath<br />77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome<br />78 Germinal - Emile Zola<br />79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray<br />80 Possession - AS Byatt<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens</span><br />82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker</span><br />84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro<br />85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert<br />86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">87 Charlotte's Web - EB White</span><br />88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle</span><br />90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery</span><br />93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">94 Watership Down - Richard Adams</span><br />95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole<br />96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute<br />97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas<br />98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Ronald Dahl</span><br />100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo<o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now you try! Here, I'll even tag some of the big readers I know to get you started. ;) <a href="http://www.lovebostongirl.com/">Susie</a>, <a href="http://camelsandchocolate.blogspot.com/">Kristin</a>, <a href="http://browneyedgirlie.blogspot.com/">Melissa</a>, <a href="http://www.ilookgood.blogspot.com/">Sarah</a>, <a href="http://acatandtwenty.blogspot.com/">Kate D.</a>, and <a href="http://notjustahatstand.blogspot.com/">Teensy</a> - have at!</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-7824424970769683422008-07-14T15:31:00.004-04:002008-07-14T17:18:01.115-04:00(Last) Weekend Update<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jeez, I've been a seriously sucky blogger lately. The only excuse I can offer is that I've been working, traveling, and spending most nights out enjoying the season with friends. At any rate, here are my belated photos from last weekend: July 4th &amp; my friend Shawn's visit from LA.<br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvAyA6IXYI/AAAAAAAABZA/LIVKWchg8gs/s1600-h/misc+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvAyA6IXYI/AAAAAAAABZA/LIVKWchg8gs/s320/misc+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980158336032130" border="0" /></a>Thing 2 with my friend The Artist &amp; my dad<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvAymLb6tI/AAAAAAAABZI/FTnIgHFeZs4/s1600-h/misc+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvAymLb6tI/AAAAAAAABZI/FTnIgHFeZs4/s320/misc+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980168340728530" border="0" /></a>Shawn, The Artist, and her boyfriend, enjoying the lake<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvAzZz5kEI/AAAAAAAABZQ/RB0mOL2L334/s1600-h/misc+025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvAzZz5kEI/AAAAAAAABZQ/RB0mOL2L334/s320/misc+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980182200651842" border="0" /></a>Portsmouth Harbor cruise<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvAzRWHbeI/AAAAAAAABZY/EQ2-Cws2oAc/s1600-h/misc+035.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvAzRWHbeI/AAAAAAAABZY/EQ2-Cws2oAc/s320/misc+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980179928247778" border="0" /></a>Shawn &amp; I on the harbor cruise<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvA0P7sK7I/AAAAAAAABZg/nyT2sGGAB5A/s1600-h/misc+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SHvA0P7sK7I/AAAAAAAABZg/nyT2sGGAB5A/s320/misc+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980196728843186" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Samplers on Portsmouth Brewery's patio :)</span><br /></div>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-87955417803903623342008-07-09T16:53:00.003-04:002008-07-09T16:57:55.568-04:00Sox on Fire<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Is anyone else seeing this? ;)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The Sox went into the 7th inning of today's game against the Twins with just a 2-run lead (7-5). Then, all hell broke loose. Here's the box score:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">July 9, 2008</span> <table style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="1" width="100%"><tbody><tr class="white" align="center" bgcolor="#cc0000"> <td class="white"><br /></td> <td> 1 </td> <td> 2 </td> <td> 3 </td> <td> 4 </td> <td> 5 </td> <td> 6 </td> <td> 7 </td> <td> 8 </td> <td> 9 </td> <td><img src="http://mlb.mlb.com/images/trans.gif" border="0" height="1" width="10" /></td> <td class="white"> R </td> <td class="white"> H </td> <td class="white"> E </td> </tr> <tr align="center" bgcolor="#ffffff"> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left" nowrap="nowrap"><div style="margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 35px;"><b>Minnesota</b></div></td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <b>3</b> </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 0 </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 0 </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 0 </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 0 </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <b>2</b> </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 0 </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 0 </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <br /></td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" bgcolor="#cccccc"><b>5</b></td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">13</td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">1</td> </tr> <tr align="center" bgcolor="#ffffff"> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left" nowrap="nowrap"><div style="margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 35px;"><b>Boston</b></div></td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 0 </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 0 </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <b>4</b> </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> 0 </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <b>2</b> </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <b>1</b> </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <b>7</b> </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <b>3</b> </td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <br /></td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" bgcolor="#cccccc"><b>18</b></td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">23</td> <td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">2</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I love being home from work early to be able to enjoy this. :)</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-81802369992754628072008-07-01T01:01:00.000-04:002008-07-01T01:38:37.655-04:00More Nephew Cuteness<a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SGnCmRNS9NI/AAAAAAAABXw/UDCxwnB90VQ/s1600-h/auntie+%26+nathan+on+the+deck+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SGnCmRNS9NI/AAAAAAAABXw/UDCxwnB90VQ/s320/auntie+%26+nathan+on+the+deck+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217915605995418834" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Just had to share this picture of me &amp; Thing 2 from Memorial Day weekend. Makes me smile just to look at it. :)</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-80790935659953326212008-06-29T23:56:00.004-04:002008-07-02T16:51:37.709-04:00Out with the Old, In with the New<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I had a moment of awesomeness yesterday, wherein the new love interest sarcastically quoted the old love interest with perfect comic timing &amp; reduced me to a giggling mess.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />And don't feel bad for the old love interest - the quote in question was one in which he was putting me down to a mutual friend, behind my back.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As you were. ;)</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-14767290129510539012008-06-26T13:42:00.005-04:002008-06-26T13:43:57.012-04:00Today's Moment of Zen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SGMCbnLwEJI/AAAAAAAABW4/3BKtRCBNjxQ/s1600-h/Newington+sunset+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SGMCbnLwEJI/AAAAAAAABW4/3BKtRCBNjxQ/s320/Newington+sunset+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216015466823159954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The sunset view over Great Bay from the General Sullivan bridge.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I've been wanting this picture for a long time now. Last night, I drove east over the bridge, realized the time, raced home for my camera, and raced back for the picture. Hurrah for adventures in photography!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">While there, I encountered an older couple who rode over the bridge in their golf cart &amp; parked at the peak with their coffee thermos to enjoy the view. If I end up spending a summer evening or two like that fifty years from now, I'll count myself very lucky indeed.</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-7214191830318467962008-06-25T22:31:00.005-04:002008-06-26T00:12:33.274-04:00Overheard at Camp<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So I'm being a camp counselor this week for a bunch of 6-8 year olds. It's been pretty awesome so far - 3 hours of crafts, outdoor play, and snacks every day.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Plus, kids really do say the darnedest things. Here are a few gems from the last few days:</span><br /></span><ul><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">First boy: "How many miles are on your car?" Second boy: "I don't understand the question."</li><li style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Boy playing marble game (not actual marbles, but a guessing game using them): "I keep losing my marbles. Look, I lose more every second."</li><li><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Another boy: "I got bit by a spider &amp; now I can jump really far. I still can't shoot webs, though."</span></li></ul><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Priceless. :)</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-60517578761469767402008-06-24T01:28:00.003-04:002008-06-24T23:30:03.112-04:00All that Jeopardy finally paid off . . .<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm writing this wearing my tied-for-first-place winning t-shirt. :)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My team, Nietzsche Contra Wagner, tied for first tonight at trivia night at Biddy Mulligans. I got a Smuttynose t-shirt &amp; pint glass, which I am now proudly wearing/sitting next to. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Yay for us! :)</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-24322386391824168882008-06-22T11:41:00.002-04:002008-06-22T11:44:43.692-04:00Kitties<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm cheating </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">today</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> - yet again - with a picture post. Some of you may remember that my former landlord <a href="http://hodoeporicon.blogspot.com/2008/03/personal-thing-i-wasnt-sure-i-was-going.html">died in mid-March</a>. The executors of his estate were able to take care of most things, including helping me relocate, but the question of his cats remained.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now, I am emphatically not a cat person. I love dogs &amp; their unquestioning loyalty. Cats have always turned me off with their gosh darn independence &amp; cunning. However, I am also emphatically an animal person. So when the choice came down to the cats being put down or my new roomie &amp; I adopting them, my choice was clear.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Meet Speedy (black) &amp; Zane (grey), our "new" additions (we got them in April, but I'm just writing about it now). They're actually a lot sweeter &amp; more personable in this house than they were next door, probably due to the trauma &amp; stress of their owner's death. Either way, they're ours now &amp; it's not too terrible. ;)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SF5yr-_4SUI/AAAAAAAABWY/7ZN5SjLB6yY/s1600-h/misc.+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SF5yr-_4SUI/AAAAAAAABWY/7ZN5SjLB6yY/s320/misc.+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214731518512482626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SF5ysDxK6mI/AAAAAAAABWg/C_Rr7LYthr8/s1600-h/misc.+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SF5ysDxK6mI/AAAAAAAABWg/C_Rr7LYthr8/s320/misc.+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214731519792966242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SF5ysb019rI/AAAAAAAABWo/oew47szp194/s1600-h/misc.+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SF5ysb019rI/AAAAAAAABWo/oew47szp194/s320/misc.+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214731526250821298" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SF5ys7bwXHI/AAAAAAAABWw/X2TcAh9aAOw/s1600-h/misc.+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SF5ys7bwXHI/AAAAAAAABWw/X2TcAh9aAOw/s320/misc.+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214731534735531122" border="0" /></a>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-81912966131688818032008-06-18T00:47:00.001-04:002008-06-18T00:49:34.765-04:00Oh Hell Yes<a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFiTjskX-NI/AAAAAAAABV0/_tnRVUBoGO0/s1600-h/early+March+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFiTjskX-NI/AAAAAAAABV0/_tnRVUBoGO0/s320/early+March+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213078810149779666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">We just won the NBA championships! Can you f-ing believe it? :)</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-3588225186438520712008-06-16T22:03:00.007-04:002008-06-17T00:32:06.354-04:00Return from the Dead<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Or from a week off from blogging. ;)</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />I didn't do it on purpose - I swear. It was just a busy week &amp; nearly every night was spent out with friends or preparing for my weekend trip. But I'm back now &amp; I have pictures!!!</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />I met my dear friend K. in the Newark airport, with a much more awesome destination ahead of us. We were off to Edinburgh, Scotland to see the Scottish bit of the world &amp; learn how to understand <a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Weegie">weegies</a>. And stop in a few pubs, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">as she once said, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"just to see what they look like."<br /><br />Now she's all growed up &amp; the very happy bride of a very wonderful woman, C. They were married over the weekend on Lake George in the Adirondacks. Here are a few photos from the wedding weekend!<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4UWn6MNI/AAAAAAAABVM/tQKOiUo4t_8/s1600-h/Kate%27s+wedding+032.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4UWn6MNI/AAAAAAAABVM/tQKOiUo4t_8/s320/Kate%27s+wedding+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212697016026149074" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4Ugn16aI/AAAAAAAABVU/SJskhoHCVIM/s1600-h/Kate%27s+wedding+050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4Ugn16aI/AAAAAAAABVU/SJskhoHCVIM/s320/Kate%27s+wedding+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212697018710223266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4U1B0_bI/AAAAAAAABVc/OuDWuNDqpSc/s1600-h/Kate%27s+wedding+059.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4U1B0_bI/AAAAAAAABVc/OuDWuNDqpSc/s320/Kate%27s+wedding+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212697024187923890" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4VC0tQrI/AAAAAAAABVk/IY_eKk3NlYA/s1600-h/first+photobooth+%283%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4VC0tQrI/AAAAAAAABVk/IY_eKk3NlYA/s320/first+photobooth+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212697027890987698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4VHTUFPI/AAAAAAAABVs/zLYNX9oyoYE/s1600-h/second+photobooth+%283%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SFc4VHTUFPI/AAAAAAAABVs/zLYNX9oyoYE/s320/second+photobooth+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212697029093102834" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aren't the last two awesome? The couple rented a photobooth for the reception, stocked it with great props &amp; we all had a fantastic time taking the most outlandish photos we could. :) </span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-33318299214698438652008-06-10T19:44:00.008-04:002008-06-10T21:39:50.753-04:00I know you're all probably sick of this . . .<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">but seriously. My nephews are awfully cute. :)<br /><br />And awfully big! Thing 2 is just over four months &amp; </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Thing 1 is just over two years</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">. Just look at these bruisers:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SE8sn3PAx1I/AAAAAAAABUU/zxSysaxlrwA/s1600-h/cheesin+at+the+beach.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SE8sn3PAx1I/AAAAAAAABUU/zxSysaxlrwA/s320/cheesin+at+the+beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210432357244389202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SE8siZ3JyqI/AAAAAAAABUM/FArRM0ICxdQ/s1600-h/at+2%21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SE8siZ3JyqI/AAAAAAAABUM/FArRM0ICxdQ/s320/at+2%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210432263460342434" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SE8rnkm-tCI/AAAAAAAABT8/j9xC3Wa84iQ/s1600-h/will+at+2%21.jpg"><br /></a>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-30618875440284425362008-06-08T23:51:00.001-04:002008-06-09T01:12:46.317-04:00Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It's so hot, you guys . . . </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The only things that saved me from a complete meltdown today were a medium coffee coolata, a drive around 1B to catch the sea breeze, and a half-hour on a cool granite bench on <a href="http://www.seacoastnh.com/Travel/Scenic_Walks/Peirce_Island/">Peirce Island</a>.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How did you beat the heat?<br /><br />Also, GO CELTS!<br /></span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-91099194308438805582008-06-04T21:05:00.012-04:002008-06-10T20:12:44.414-04:00Take Me Out to the Ball Game<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Did you guys know that "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" features a female? Actually, did you know that the song has </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >other </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">verses besides the chorus? ;) My point, however, is that arguably the best known baseball song in America is about a female named Katie Casey (full lyrics below).</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">I love this. Naturally, being a female baseball fan. In honor of the song (which turns 100 this year), go check out these baseball blogs written by females: </span><a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.babeslovebaseball.com/">Babes Love Baseball</a><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">, </span><a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://basegirl.blogspot.com/">Basegirl</a><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">, </span><a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://www.outincenterfield.com/">Center Field</a><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">, </span><a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://confessionalpoet.typepad.com/cursed_to_first/">Cursed to First</a><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">, <span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">and </span></span><a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" href="http://papelblog.blogspot.com/">Papel-Blog</a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Enjoy them &amp; the full lyrics to the song!</span><br /></span></span><blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><p align="left"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >Katie Casey was baseball mad.<br />Had the fever and had it bad;<br />Just to root for the home town crew,<br />Ev'ry sou Katie blew.<br />On a Saturday, her young beau<br />Called to see if she'd like to go,<br />To see a show but Miss Kate said,<br />"No, I'll tell you what you can do."</span></p> <p align="left"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >"Take me out to the ball game,<br />Take me out with the crowd.<br />Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack,<br />I don't care if I never get back,<br />Let me root, root, root for the home team,<br />If they don't win it's a shame.<br />For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,<br />At the old ball game."</span></p> <p align="left"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >Katie Casey saw all the games,<br />Knew the players by their first names;<br />Told the umpire he was wrong,<br />All along good and strong.<br />When the score was just two to two,<br />Katie Casey knew what to do,<br />Just to cheer up the boys she knew,<br />She made the gang sing this song.</span></p></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote></span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-35677515169177987072008-06-04T00:33:00.002-04:002008-06-04T01:01:09.918-04:00The Randomness of Life<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Thought I'd share this random, quirky life moment with you all. During my lunch hour on Saturday, I walked down to Prescott Park to enjoy the view from the river. I walked out onto one of the piers &amp; realized that the three guys on the neighboring pier were singing "<a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/The-Gambler-lyrics-Kenny-Rogers/97FD2791E39C726448256951000BE2A7">The Gambler</a>."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Still don't know why, but hey - it made me smile. :)</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-10604908887593758232008-06-01T23:29:00.001-04:002008-06-01T23:52:14.020-04:00Sox/Celts<a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SEI0Ist_xFI/AAAAAAAABTY/x71HnfFMk7s/s1600-h/papi+%26+lucky.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SEI0Ist_xFI/AAAAAAAABTY/x71HnfFMk7s/s320/papi+%26+lucky.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206781443241395282" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> So I should have done this sooner, but . . . congrats to the Celtics for winning the Eastern Conference Finals &amp; advancing to the NBA finals for the first time in 21 years! :)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm definitely more of a Sox fan than I am a Celtics fan, but I do like the men in green. In imitation of </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.outincenterfield.com/blog/2008/05/celebratory_solidarity.html#more">Center Field</a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">, I'm posting a pic of a Sox player at a Celtics game to bridge the gap. The pic is of Lucky &amp; David Ortiz, courtesy of Center Field.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">In purely Sox news, Jacoby Ellsbury is a stealing MACHINE. The boy has stolen 27 bases this season, 7 of them in the last 3 games alone! I would love him no matter what, but he's doing especially good things for my fantasy team's "stolen bases" category this week. ;)</span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-35326309551178642332008-05-31T21:19:00.004-04:002008-06-01T14:09:55.797-04:00Countdown<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is my 396th post on Hodoeporicon. I've written more than 400 posts overall, if you count the 29 posts on </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://enigmaticsnippets.blogs.friendster.com/enigmatic_snippets/">Enigmatic Snippets</a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">, my old blog and the 23 posts on </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://museophilia.blogspot.com/">Museophilia</a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">, my professional blog. However, it's still pretty exciting to be this close to 400 posts on this, my most personal &amp; creative of outlets.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Maybe I'll write my 400th post on the night Manny knocks in his <a href="http://boston.com/sports/baseball/redsox/gallery/03_31_08_manny_hr_chase/">500th homer</a>. ;)<br /><br />UPDATE:<br />Haha, I love it! Twenty minutes after I posted this, Manny <a href="http://www.boston.com/sports/baseball/redsox/articles/2008/05/31/ramirez_hits_no_500_leads_red_sox_over_orioles/">hit #500</a>! Nice birthday gift to yourself, eh, Manuel? :)<br /></span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-68917339512868132452008-05-29T23:06:00.002-04:002008-05-30T13:09:02.107-04:00I want to ride my bicycle<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SD9tZct_xDI/AAAAAAAABTI/5KNCciLp69M/s1600-h/forest+with+bike.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SD9tZct_xDI/AAAAAAAABTI/5KNCciLp69M/s320/forest+with+bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205999978236855346" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You guys, I have a new bicycle. OK, it's actually a forty-year old bike, but that's part of the appeal. My mum still has her bike from 1968, an old Phillips. It's spent the better part of the last year sitting in what used to be an animal shed behind my grandfather's NH house. This weekend, with her help &amp; permission, I liberated it &amp; brought it down to Portsmouth.<br /><br />On Monday night, I walked it to the gas station, filled the tires, bought a bag of chips, and rode back home with the chip bag gripped in my teeth. And I have to tell you - I forgot how f-ing joyous riding a bike down the street can be (note that I didn't say the actual f word; this is a family show!). Remember that feeling? Riding down the street, weaving in big loops back &amp; forth, free and easy? I haven't had that feeling since I was 10.<br /><br />The plan is to ride to work most days &amp; take the bike for fun rides on other days. Will update more later! :)<br /></span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-76670635527867353932008-05-26T20:15:00.000-04:002008-05-26T20:35:43.815-04:00The Real Title Town<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Just two things to say on a night like tonight:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDtWest_xBI/AAAAAAAABS4/cZGSQeOot84/s1600-h/June+9+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDtWest_xBI/AAAAAAAABS4/cZGSQeOot84/s320/June+9+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204848879756887058" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">1. Go Sox! (game at 10:10pm)</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDtWNct_xAI/AAAAAAAABSw/1rB53W5KoH4/s1600-h/early+March+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDtWNct_xAI/AAAAAAAABSw/1rB53W5KoH4/s320/early+March+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204848583404143618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">2. Go Celts! (game time 8:30pm)</span><br /></div>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-40336287706931930222008-05-24T01:01:00.006-04:002008-05-27T20:10:19.819-04:00Cute pictures of the boys<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Taken during the month of May)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDjxF8t_w_I/AAAAAAAABSo/WVT-eHOJwmM/s1600-h/the+boys.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDjxF8t_w_I/AAAAAAAABSo/WVT-eHOJwmM/s320/the+boys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204174453927298034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDen08t_w-I/AAAAAAAABSg/swq2-AeAuaU/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,442.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDen08t_w-I/AAAAAAAABSg/swq2-AeAuaU/s320/of%3D50,590,442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203812422543983586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDens8t_w9I/AAAAAAAABSY/3XbNzAWXIGw/s1600-h/with+his+doggy+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDens8t_w9I/AAAAAAAABSY/3XbNzAWXIGw/s320/with+his+doggy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203812285105030098" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-68914405980999732512008-05-21T08:33:00.000-04:002008-05-21T08:33:03.306-04:00"Any minute now, my ship is coming in"<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I was listening to a song by Colin Hay </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">last night </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(don't you love it, <a href="http://alleyesonjenny.com/index.php/2007/04/27/hey-colin-hay/">Jenny</a>?). It's called "<a href="http://www.lyricsondemand.com/c/colinhaybandlyrics/waitingformyreallifetobeginlyrics.html">Waiting for My Real Life to Begin</a>" &amp; I love the idea behind it. In essence, he's looking for his ship to come in. And, really, aren't we all at some point in our lives?<br /><br />However, for me, it's complicated. My move to Portsmouth was based on practicalities. I needed a graduate degree to get the jobs I really wanted &amp; this was a good location from which to attend State U.<br /><br />Somewhere along the line, though, this life I've created here in Portsmouth became the life that I've always wanted. Here, I have good friends, a good job, a good apartment, and a deep sense of place. I feel as though I've finally found somewhere that I never want to leave.<br /><br />I'm halfway done with my degree now. And while that's exciting, it's also incredibly scary because it means that one year from now, I no longer have an excuse for staying in Portsmouth. :( I feel so <span style="font-style: italic;">invested </span>in my life here - this life that I've constructed, piece by piece, all by myself. I just don't want to give it up.<br /><br />I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I can find a job next year in a place that's close enough to commute. Because otherwise? I don't know what I'll do. I came to Portsmouth to live because it was cute &amp; convenient. And now I never want to leave. ;)<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-39030382673722891702008-05-20T20:32:00.006-04:002008-05-20T21:03:58.993-04:00Gotta Hand it to the Kids<div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDNtxAsmfhI/AAAAAAAABRw/GWeHTVXrQfM/s1600-h/lester%27s+no-no.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jswO0PuxJNw/SDNtxAsmfhI/AAAAAAAABRw/GWeHTVXrQfM/s320/lester%27s+no-no.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202622683311144466" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" >(Photo courtesy of Boston.com)</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />As if regaining our first place position in the AL East wasn't enough, Jon Lester pitched a no-hitter last night! I wasn't able to watch the game, unfortunately: I was at a bar with friends in Campus Town &amp; there was just one TV. In the totem pole of sports, a regular season Sox game falls below both the NBA &amp; NHL playoffs, apparently.<br /><br />They did, however, flip to the end of the game &amp; I looked up to see the score (7-0) and Lester's teammates mobbing him. "Oh, neat!," I said, "he pitched a shut-out." Another friend with a better view of the TV said, "No - a no hitter!!!"<br /><br />So congratulations, Lester. And can we all just reflect on the wonderful job that our farm kids are doing? Ellsbury's diving catch last night helped keep the Royals hitless. And it's been less than seven months since Buccholz landed his own no-no last September. The future's so bright, we've all gotta wear shades. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">:) </span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-9481567637562036882008-05-19T01:27:00.004-04:002008-05-19T01:32:43.929-04:00The Universe has righted itself<span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >For the moment, at least.</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">American League </span></span><strong style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;">East</strong></span><div style="padding-top: 15px; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </div><table style="width: 369px; height: 192px;" id="standingsTable" class="standingsTable" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> <script>dataExists();</script> <script>buildTitleRows("ale");</script> <tr class="title" id="title_ale" valign="top"> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_team_title" width="120"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><br /></strong></span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_w_title"><span style="font-size:100%;">W</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_l_title"><span style="font-size:100%;">L</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_pct_title"><span style="font-size:100%;">PCT</span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsE_title"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsC_title"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsW_title"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_interleague_title"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_home_title"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_lastg_title" width="120"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_nextg_title"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> </tr> </tbody><tbody id="ale"><script>buildRows(standings_rs_ale);</script> <tr class="data" id="bos_data" valign="top" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_team_0" width="100"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://mlb.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=bos" title="Go to the Boston site">Boston</a></span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_w_0"><span style="font-size:100%;">27</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_l_0"><span style="font-size:100%;">19</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_pct_0"><span style="font-size:100%;">.587</span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsE_0"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsC_0"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsW_0"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_interleague_0"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_home_0"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_lastg_0"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_nextg_0"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> </tr> <tr class="data" id="tb_data" valign="top" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_team_1" width="100"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://mlb.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=tb" title="Go to the Tampa Bay site">Tampa Bay</a></span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" 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style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_team_2" width="100"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://mlb.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=bal" title="Go to the Baltimore site">Baltimore</a></span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_w_2"><span style="font-size:100%;">23</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_l_2"><span style="font-size:100%;">20</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_pct_2"><span style="font-size:100%;">.535</span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsE_2"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsC_2"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsW_2"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_interleague_2"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_home_2"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_lastg_2"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_nextg_2"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> </tr> <tr class="data" id="tor_data" valign="top" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_team_3" width="100"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://mlb.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=tor" title="Go to the Toronto site">Toronto</a></span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_w_3"><span style="font-size:100%;">23</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_l_3"><span style="font-size:100%;">23</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_pct_3"><span style="font-size:100%;">.500</span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsE_3"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsC_3"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsW_3"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_interleague_3"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_home_3"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_lastg_3"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> <td class="" id="ale_nextg_3"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></td> </tr> <tr class="data" id="nyy_data" valign="top"> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_team_4" width="100"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://mlb.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=nyy" title="Go to the New York site">New York</a></span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_w_4"><span style="font-size:100%;">20</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_l_4"><span style="font-size:100%;">24</span></td> <td style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="" id="ale_pct_4"><span style="font-size:100%;">.455</span></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsE_4"><br /></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsC_4"><br /></td> <td class="permOff" id="ale_vsW_4"><br /></td> <td class="" id="ale_interleague_4"><br /></td> <td class="" id="ale_home_4"><br /></td> <td class="" id="ale_lastg_4"><br /></td> <td class="" id="ale_nextg_4"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24837437.post-31235271277706922372008-05-15T22:43:00.009-04:002008-05-21T00:38:08.210-04:00Itty Bitty World<span id="bodytext" class="georgia md"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Oh, Portsmouth. How I love you so, but how very teeny tiny your world is. ;)<br /><br />Let me explain. I had dinner plans with two of my bosses tonight, then was going to meet up with a couple of friends for drinks afterwards. The ladies &amp; I wandered down to the Poco's deck for dinner, where we ran into the friends I was meeting for drinks later! (Turns out my friend left me a voicemail saying they'd be there, but I totally missed that part somehow)<br /><br />As we were sitting there, enjoying nachos, sangria, and beer, I noticed two guys on the deck that I know very vaguely - one of the downstairs bartenders at the Brewery &amp; another history grad student at State U., who I just met last night.<br /><br />OK, so that's just two people, right? Well, four if you count my friends, who I <span style="font-style: italic;">should </span>have known would be there. Around the time we were getting ready to go, however, I looked over at a different part of the deck &amp; noticed that one of my other bosses &amp; one of the guys I used to date had arrived (separately - they don't know each other). Oy.<br /><br />Funnily, they were sitting at tables next to each other. They were also right by the door, so we had to say hi on the way out. Awkward conversation ensued. Again, Portsmouth, I love you, but you make it hard to enjoy a drink in anonymity. ;)<br /></span></span>Staceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01377787038293960528noreply@blogger.com