Photo a day Jan 1st-14th

So I'm trying the photo a day challenge and so far it's going well. We'll see how long it lasts but I'm having fun with it so far.

Jan 1.



Blurry night shot. Happy new year.

Jan 2.


Snow. And more snow.

Jan 3.


Helping the boy set up lights for the gala my dance company is in every year to help raise money for our season.

Jan 4.


The day of the gala. Part way through the morning a water main next to the theater broke. It seemed more exciting than it actually was, they made people move their cars so the street wouldn't collapse. Yikes. Luckily the road stayed intact.

Jan 5.


At home with the snow.

Jan 6.


Back at the studio to teach dance.

Jan 7.


Sleeping boy.

Jan 8.


Taking my makeup off. I've rediscovered a love if cold cream. My grandmother used it for years and years.

Jan 9.


Inappropriate shoe choices in the snow.

Jan 10.


At Home Depot looking at wood so the boy could build shelves ( they came out fantastic).

Jan 11.


Sass master Clancy (as dubbed by a friend) looking fancy.

Jan 12.


Super warm weather made for an amazingly foggy day.

Jan 13.


Inspiration at my desk.

Jan 14.


I found a binder full if crochet and knitting patterns I collected in college. I think I finally going to attempt to crochet a skirt.


There, first two weeks down, I can do this.

k.girl

Dreaming of summer.

It's been so cold here lately in New England, I wanted to look back on a date night I had with the boy this summer to remind me that winter isn't forever.

We decided to walk down the street to Riff's, an amazing restaurant in a renovated factory called Eastworks in our neighborhood.





Our drinks. (I forgot to take pictures of our food).





I swear he was happy to be out with me, he might have been sick of be taking his picture.





Our food was fantastic. I got my usual goat cheese and avocado quesadilla and the boy got a "hangover" burger. I'm not sure what's in it but it's pretty amazing.

After eating we decided to explore the building a bit because, well, we're nosy. This is the first floor hallway. I didn't get a picture of it but there is a spaceman bear sculpture hanging from the ceiling near another restaurant called Apollo (also amazing food).




We then wandered upstairs where there are a lot of art galleries. This one was my favorite.





Their door.






Another picture of their door.





The inside. There are paintings pretty much everywhere, they've been open for ten years and they have the easiest pricing system ever. The small paintings are $11.11 the next size is $22.22 and it goes up from there. I now have two of the painting I fell in love with that night (the boy got them for me Christmas).





Me climbing on a cart and trying to convince the boy that it was a good idea to push me down the hall. I failed to convince him. Even after offering to push him after.




Oh well. I probably would have fallen off it if I had convinced him. So it's for the best. Now back to winter.


k.girl

Puppy Brother Update 2

So puppy brother (Clancy) has already grown from spastic puppy into a spastic adolescent.


He loves to play all the time, every second that he is awake. He is quite adorable though, my mom put him into obedience school and he did well, except he's a bit (very) social. He definitely fits into our family.


He finally lost his sharp terrible puppy teeth but he still chews everything, and I mean everything. It's almost hilarious how everything in my mom's house is off the ground now. We've also learned that he's taller than our past dogs. My mom learned that after he ate an entire box of meringue cookies.


This picture of him sleeping got me into trouble. Turns out he's not allowed on the couch. I found that out when I showed her how cute he is sleeping. The day before Thanksgiving I go to her house and cook while she's at work so she doesn't have to stay up all night. She had left me post its (we have a problem with post its in our family) all over the house with rules for Clancy but didn't leave one on the couch. Well, now I know. Now he's probably going to try and get in the couch constantly, I'm glad I could help corrupt him a little bit.


Clancy sharing his toy with me.


Trying to teach him to stay still long enough to take a picture with me.



When I had to leave he brought all of his toys to the door, I assume to try and bribe me to stay and play. I do adore him.



k.girl

The day I got my badass back.

This summer I went to see Dropkick Murphy's at a beautiful venue called Mt. Park.



It's an absolutely stunning place. Huge field, sky forever, and it fits so many people. I've never seen Dropkick as the headliner before (I've seen them at warped tour several times, and even got a picture with Ken Casey once, he was the nicest guy.). Anyway, we got there early and wandered a bit. This is the boy with a giant rock.


Them we found a seat on the hill near the stage because I was nervous about being on the floor during the show ( I had a performance in Boston the next day and didn't want to explain to my company director that I had hurt myself the night before). So boy graciously sat in the field with be during the opening band.


The crowd slowly filling up.


Waiting, I have a thing for taking pictures if my feet.


Still waiting.


Then boy started to get antsy and I knew he wanted to go in the floor but he wouldn't go without me, so off we went.
Now I haven't been in a mosh put in years and I was definitely nervous but I figured, you only live once.
We got really close to the stage, I mean really close, like second row. While waiting I took a photo of behind me. No end to the people behind me, thank god I'm not claustrophobic.



Since I talk to anyone around me I made friends with the people around us which made me feel safer. I also have to say that the security was the best I've ever seen at a show. If someone wanted out, they pulled them. When someone got out if control they subdued them, it was beyond fantastic.


Dropkick is an amazing band live and I highly suggest that if you ever get the chance to see them, go.


I had a few yikes moments, I definitely got kicked in the head by a boot and my feet were covered in bruises the next day, but it was worth it. What I forgot that Dropkick does, is during the encore they let the ladies onstage. I didn't remember this until the nice guys in front if me turned and asked me if I wanted up. So these next few pictures are taken from the stage.


We sang, we danced, we hopped around. At one point I ran into an acquaintance and she hugged me and asked "can you believe our lives right now?" I could not.


They were even nice enough to take pictures afterwards, but I had wandered off to try and find the boy. I felt like I could have lifted the mountain at that moment I was so excited. So that was the night I got my badass back.


k.girl

Handwritten

I had a conversation the other day about handwriting. Apparently cursive is defunct and no longer taught in schools. I have always had terrible handwriting, to this day when I take notes while teaching dance, my students will see my writing and ask me what language that is...


I used to tell them I just had terrible handwriting ( this picture isn't it at it's worst), now I just tell them that I created my own language.

k.girl

10 likes and dislikes

The title says it all, I'm in a list making mood (I live for lists) so here we go-

10 Dislikes
1. Loud chewing.
2. When people don't acknowledge you in any way when you greet them.
3. Wet shoes.
4. Zombie movies.
5. Wearing sports team apparel in another team's colors.
6. Apathy.
7. Chipped nail polish (my own nails are constantly chipped even when I use topcoat).
8. Poor grammar.
9. Acronyms.
10. My clumsiness.

10 Likes



1. Animals
2. The Boston Bruins
3. Dancing
4. Sushi dates with the boy.
5. Dresses.
6. Traveling.
7. Singing loudly in the car.
8. Naps.
9. Reading.
10. Tag sales.




k.girl

My Puppy Brother

My mom got a puppy (hence the title) and I love him!




We lost our last dog Fosse a few years ago and we weren't ready for a new puppy because it didn't feel right. Recently, through a series of random events ,including a stranger (we make friends with strangers often in my family) telling my mom it was time for her to get a new dog and giving her a dog toy. She decided to listen to fate.

She found him online and we had to wait weeks to meet him but it was worth the wait. His name is (after much debate) Clancy (after the King Clancy Memorial trophy in the NHL) and he's a ball of energy.



As you can see Clancy and the boy immediately fell in love.


He's still learning stairs and loves to play with anything.








I'm sure I'll have a million more posts about this guy (I've already put a million pictures on Facebook and I've only met him twice) as he grows up.


k.girl