Car Spa!

Wednesday, June 17

My little baby car got some loving this week.  Andy said it’s like the car went to the spa..it was cleaned, had a bit of plastic surgery and got to go for long runs in the country.

Here are some fun facts I learned about cars while in Ohio:

1)    Apparently, in order to be “legal” you need to have a “functioning” taillight on BOTH sides of the car.  Who knew?

2)    Also, if you are missing a mirror on your passenger side, you should get it replaced to be “legal”.  To help you see behind you!

3)    Most people who own cars know how many miles per galloon their cars use, and the difference between highway miles and city driving.  It helps you estimate gas costs!

4)    If your car is shaking above 65 MPH, you probably are out of alignment and need to get your car balanced.  Makes sense now!

5)    If you pay your 13-year old nephews to “detail” your car, they will do it, but constantly stop to ask you questions, and to talk to each other and get a snack and don’t see that they’ve left behind a bunch of grubby brown gunk in the cup holder.  But they are also proud to do it for you and love your car, even if it is a bit beat up.

6)    If you have a major gash on one side of you car, and a missing handle and major dent on the other side, and some damage to the taillights, everyone thinks your car was in a an accident.  When you say “Its just city living, normal wear and tear” they look at you like you must live in the CITY.  Even if you live in a quiet, residential area of town.

7)    If you park your car in the garage, and open the hood, your dad and brother will start to fill it with “fluids” that it needs, change the air filter and give you a lesson on how to maintain your car.  Sweet!  It’s like going to Vocational school without all the stoners!

 

Ohioans are really into cars!  And my car LOVES getting away to Ohio!

Thursday, June 18

“Man Aunt Becky, you got some D” 

My nephew Ben, when I was guarding him in a pick-up game of three on three basketball.

Imagine the Kennedy compound, except this compound isn’t in Hyannisport and there aren’t private planes and fancy cars.  And this compound has a lot of kids running around, playing volleyball or basketball or bouche ball or kickball instead of football. And played out on this landscape is the competitive nature of three sports-playing sisters…who had all the same coaches, played all the same sports and all the same training.  And now, we get to teach it to the next generation…and see if we still have it.

 

Kitty, my bad-ass sister, is a year and a half older then me, so we are pretty competitive.  We get into each other’s face when we play basketball, we rib each other when we miss a serve in volleyball and there is no mercy when we get each other out in kickball.  It’s so fun! 

 

And then Beth, our older sister, displays her trademark “O”-mouth shape when she’s hustling/shooting/spiking. 

 

And little Jayna, wore kneepads practically the whole week there…and said at one point “Don’t mind my grunting” as she served the volleyball. 

 

I just wonder what they will all be like when they grow up.  I hope they don’t die playing football on the slopes of the Rockies or have affairs with their nannies or get addicted to drugs like the Kennedy Klan…but I do hope we keep kicking each others’ ass in basketball.

Wouldn't wood blinds be beautiful in this room?

Apparently, 10 am is when Andy wants to begin our massive day of house cleaning.

I'd like to start AFTER I finish my first cup of coffee.  I hear him whistling in the kitchen and opening things up...he woke up at 6am this morning!

Time to get going...he just asked if I want some eggs.

"We should do some cleaning in this room, too"

His hints are very subtle....

Mornings are rough

I am always so so so tired.  I am writing this blog to see what I write first thing in the morning.  I even went to bed at a decent time last night but I am just so darn tired.  UGH!  This is boring.  I need to get going to rehearsal and I am finding it hard to type.  I am not a morning person.

Soon I go to Seattle!  For fun and spa and hiking and such!

Montgomery and Cooke

Me and Jamie have been working on a new show and we tried out some material last night at the Schadenfreude rent party.  It went really really well and I'm so excited and proud.

I think I should write more but I need to do my homework and keep writing instead of reading dumb blogs and stuff.  

Should the above be Jamie and I?  I know it should be...but I like the flow of Me and Jamie.

I've been cultivating a new look...

And I think it's called crazy lady.

Last week, I went to rehearsal and class in an all-purple outfit.  Think about that for a minute--purple tank, purple sweater coat, purple cords.  Now, add on top of it, purple tweed bucket hat and purple scarf.  Wow.  And then add in a purple water bottle and a purple pen.

And you know what? I felt really happy.  I love purple, and it's mom and dad colors---red and blue.  I barely like green (only when it's teal or mint), and really have no need for yellow.  I've grown to like orange recently.

Anyway, I'm excited about this new notion...especially as I am not spending any money on clothes.

So, tonight, I'm going to see This American Life, and I'm wearing 5 accessories, and three layers. It's my ironic fussy grandma look.

I'm turning into a crazy lady (or my minor, minute, barely even approaching) version of a crazy lady....and i'm loving it!

Beheaded Roosters

Dogs in the water

Sand on the trail

Small children learning soccer, parents hover and sip coffee

Cool bay breezes

I was out running this morning and it was a true Chicago song...Saturday, in the park, i think it was the 18th of April....I have been so happy to be here in Chicago these past 10 weeks.

I love this town--and today it was in full glory.

Except the rooster (or large hen) that was laying behind the Foster Avenue bath houses.  But even that was FULL--of rotting smell---but it was certainly ripe.

Off to write with Amy!