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Today: While I’m 29 (and superfine).

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] I was able to cross of most of the items on my “While 28” list, and even surprised myself a bit.  I originally hoped to run my first half marathon, and then figured… balls to the wall.  Or whatever that expression is.  I hope it means, like, tennis balls and not balls-balls.  I saved up and bought a pretty sweet camera, but never got around to taking a lesson.

 

I did take a sewing class, though.  I never got a new doctor, but I did tackle my fear of the dentist.  I cleaned out my closet, watched a Sox game from the Green Monster, visited a lighthouse, ran a few races outside of Massachusetts, and went to a water park… which was awesome.  I decided jumping out of a plane once in a lifetime is plenty.  In other words, I forgot that was on my list until I just took a peek.

I would have loved to check off every item on my list, but LBS*… I was pretty busy doing other rad stuff while I was 28.  Like traveling to Haiti, Mexico, Maine, Florida, the Cape (obvi) and New York.  And running my bum off (except that most of it’s still there).  And playing construction supervisor.  And throwing away half-eaten dog toys.

If you can't see how old I am, you're colorblind. Sorrryyyy! What an awkward way to find out.

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29 has some big shoes to fill.  Then again, 29 rhymes with superfine.  So I think it will be a great year.  Okay, less talking, more listing.

While I am 29

  • I will give at least 29 things away
  • I will read at least 29 books (I anticipate some of them being very short)
  • I will nearly master 29 recipes
  • I will teach you 29 of my favorite words in French

And I will visit

  1. The Mapparium at the Mary Baker Eddy Library
  2. DeCordova Museum and Sculpture Park
  3. Vermont
  4. The Butterfly Place
  5. The Berkshires
  6. Boothbay Harbor, Maine

And I’ll do these things, too

  1. Take cooking classes at Stonewall Kitchen and the Cambridge School of Culinary Arts
  2. Take a photography class at See Shore Photography
  3. Go antiquing/thrifting
  4. Get a new primary care physician 4realz
  5. Run a race every month for a year
  6. Master (sort of) TRX and incorporate more strength training so I can become a ninja
  7. Write an article to be published
  8. Give up Diet Coke for 40 days (and maybe, hopefully, forever)
  9. Take a tennis lesson
  10. Maybe run another marathon, and definitely run a halfsie
  11. Compete with and title Clark (in pet therapy, rally)
  12. Call into my favorite sports talk radio station

*let’s be serious

Also On Tap for Today:

What’s on your list?  What did I forget?

Today: You’re invited to a pity party.

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] Please bring the pita chips.

Remember when my face nearly fell off from the sheer excitement of attending The Martha Stewart Show, with my dog and my boyfriend?  Well, I had to scrape that very same freckled face off the floor last week or the week before (I’ve been wallowing for so long, I’ve lost track of time) when my BlackBerry alerted me to an email from the show.

  • My first thought: That blinking red light thing is so annoying.
  • My second thought: I love when Martha emails me just to say “Hi, girl!”  She’s so cute.
  • My third thought: Maybe the show’s producers Facebooked me and were like, “Now this is a creature to behold.  We should probably have her perched on Martha’s arm throughout the entirety of the episode.”

And then I read the actual message.

Bam! Head on desk.  The taping had been rescheduled… for the same day as a major work event.  When you’re the boss lady, you kind of need to be at those things.  In other words:

I know there are 50 million worse things that could happen to a girl, but I have to bring it real talk, people.  I was super disappointed.  Meanwhile, Boyfriend of the Year was busy emailing the Martha Stewart Show, behind my back, and begging them to help.  You can imagine my surprise when my BlackBerry was ringing and the caller ID showed a Manhattan exchange (I used to have a 917- number… I’m very cosmopolitan, but not cosmo enough to have had a 212-).  It was a show employee calling to offer me tickets for the original taping, sans Frenchie (because it was no longer a dog show).

I was an awkward mumbler and sort of blacked out, so I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to call or email someone to confirm this time around.  But I do remember saying “yes.”  So my disappointment turned to an optimistic confusion.  My confusion turned to “You emailed Martha Stewart?!” and sincere appreciation.  I thanked Nick the only way I could think of, with a Martha Stewart ribbon (heinously photographed by the aforementioned BlackBerry).

I do Martha a disservice by posting this photo, but trust me. Like all of her products, her message ribbons are top notch. And every girl should have several spools just floating around in her handbag.

Then, a few days later, I got another 917- call.  The taping had been canceled altogether (i.e. no dog show, and no human show).  I did receive an invitation to attend a taping when I’m free, though.  Which according to my day planner is in 2017.  The ladies at MSLO were really, really nice.  And I really appreciate Nick going out of his way to try and remedy the situation.   And Clark doesn’t speak English, so he could care less.

So, folks.  I hope you still like me and Clark, even though we’re not going to be famous (this month), after all.

Also On Tap for Today:

What’s your favorite depressing song?  I’ll add it to my iPod immediately.  Just kidding… or am I?

Today: Martha, here we come!

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] I don’t think you’re ready for this jelly.

I got an email late yesterday from The Martha Stewart Show regarding an upcoming taping of a very special lapdog episode.  And I completely freaked out.  In just two weeks, Nick and I are heading to New York for the show.  Oh, and Clark’s invited to join the audience too.  Can you stand it?!

The next two weeks will be spent:

  • Picking out the perfect outfits (we received instructions to “dress to impress” and wear bright colors)
  • Bleaching my teeth
  • Practicing hairdos (for both me and Clark)
  • Selecting the perfect dog sweater
  • Pretending to shake hands with my idol (preferably without fainting)
  • Screaming at the top of my lungs and jumping on the bed

I’m totally jazzed.

Also On Tap for Today:

  • Mmm… winning Super Bowl recipes from Whole Foods
  • Class at The Pawsitive Dog 🙂
  • Track workout (on the treadmill, obvi)

Which celebrity would you most like to meet?

Today: Bag lady.

Whoops!  Apparently I forgot to click ‘publish’ before hitting the road.  Imagine you’re reading this yesterday.  Time travel!

I’ve got to hit the road again in a few minutes, but I will be back to my regularly scheduled nonsense on Wednesday.  I hope you’re all enjoying these last few days of summer.  I am living out of this beloved treasure for a few more days.

I am full of crap!

After 1/4 hour of sleep on Friday night, my sister and I tooted down to Long Island for our future sister-in-law’s shower.  We brought some very special things with us.

Like most things in life, Martha Stewart taught us how to make this.

A triflin' good for nuthin' type of fruit bowl.

If this were Jeopardy!, the category would be potpourri.

And the most special project of all?  Homemade Snookie glasses.  It’s amazing what you can accomplish with a few thousand fake crystals, a severe lack of sleep, some Diet Coke, one bottle of tacky glue… and a very tacky idea.

I am the non-blonde.

The shower was absolutely lovely, which is fitting, because the bride to be is absolutely lovely.  We’re really excited to have another sister (to do weird projects with).  We love Colleen.  And Jimmy.  We love everyone, really.

After the festivities, we went to the beach for a little bit before heading back over the bridge and up the parkways.  I will leave you with a few more photos from the beautiful shoreline of Long Island.

The happy couple!

Also On Tap for Today:

  • I’m ridin’ solo, ridin’ solo… to Boothbay Harbor, Maine

Take a quick peek… what’s in your bag right now?