On February 11, I got the unforgettable experience of seeing AFI perform in Atlanta. By now, if you visit here often, you probably know that AFI is my favorite band based on the frequency of them being mentioned in some way throughout my posts. When tour dates were announced, there were three option that I narrowed it down to based on proximity to Ohio: Chicago, Washington DC, and Atlanta. Beings the dates listed were for late January and February, Chicago was automatically out. I mean, why would I go somewhere colder than Ohio when I knew I would be spending a great deal of time outside? With a lot of the political stuff going on right now, I really didn’t want to venture into DC alone. That left me with Atlanta…slightly further, but a good 15-20 degrees warmer. It seemed like the most logical choice after weighing out the pros and cons.
What’s been happening lately.
Dog toys have a reputation of not lasting long in our house. The softer the toy, the shorter their lifespan. Rubber balls get plucked into tiny little pieces within days, and anything with a squeaker gets destroyed until it squeaks no more. Add anything ‘stuffed’ to the mix, and it doesn’t stand a chance…
It’s been awhile since my last post. The past few months have proven to be extremely busy without many free moments. While a lot of what has been going on has been fun and exciting, for the most part, it’s been a lot of just life getting away from me without knowing where time or the rest of the year has gone. How can it already be the end of 2016, when it feels like it has just begun?
Ok, maybe not afraid of the rain, but close…
On second thought, one of our dogs might actually be afraid of the rain. The second a drop of water falls from the sky, she refuses to go outside onto the grass, and if we force her to, she tiptoes around the dewy blades as gently as possibly, acting like we are forcing a horrible death upon her.
With some of the recent storms that have recently taken over Ohio during the what should be sleeping hours of the morning, sleep has been hard to come by. If not for the loud bangs of thunder or the bright flashes of lightning, then it’s two 40+ pound dogs who think they are sneaky as they try to tip-toe onto the bed one paw at a time, then quickly lay down in a ball as still as possibly. Stealthy they are not, but totally adorable they are.
Every day, one or two food trucks park outside of Nationwide on High Street in downtown Columbus, ready for the lunch rush to hit. Last year, one popped up with the name Kickin Chicken Mobile. I didn’t think much of it and passed by many days on my daily lunch walks. Every day, though, there would be a dancing ‘chicken’ next to the truck to draw attention, and every day my curiosity would grow, my desire to try them out increasing. One day, I decided to give them a taste…
…and an addiction was born.
I’ll be the first to admit that I often complain about living in Ohio. It’s either too cold (I loathe the cold), too humid, too rainy… you get the idea. It seems that we really only get about ten perfect-weather days here and the rest of the time, I picture myself lying on the beach while concentrating on my writing. I’ll also be the first to admit that I often say that Ohio has nothing to do and nothing pretty as far as scenery goes.
This past weekend, my friend Jenn and I went to the Hocking Hills area. The primary purpose of the trip was to do a Ropes Challenge Course at R Adventure Park. I went into it not exactly knowing what I was getting into but went with an open mind. When we got to the course, I looked up, and my first thought was, “What the hell did I agree to.” However, before I knew it, I found myself getting harnessed up and taken up this monstrosity of a tower, ready to take on the course.