Dear Mr. Popovich,
Hello and a few things:
I admire your basketball coaching prowess.
I will forgive you for sweeping the Cavs in the Finals all those lifetimes ago.
I will allow my husband to purchase a Tim Duncan jersey if you win the finals in spite of the fact that Tim hit a buzzer beater three ball to win the game against the Cavs on our first date, thus ruining his long time status of being my favorite active basketball player. All will be forgiven.
I will send my two of my best friends in South Florida championship Spurs tshirts that they will proudly wear. (They are from Cleveland).
I will do my part to ensure that the youth of America never forgets the legacy you have created in San Antonio without the flashbulbs, the bullshit, and ensure that they know that you crafted a fine, classy dynasty of ring winning basketball players. (Bar fights with Dreezy and Breezy aside).
All I, a loyal sports fan, a Cleveland sports fan at that, ask in return, is that you instill the fear of God, Buddha, Allah, Jesus, and all the versions of the Goddess in the world, to make your team play as the team, YOUR team, that they are in Game 7. You will not be in San Antonio, but you no longer have to deal with the distraction of Eva Longoria court side in bedazzled jeans, now you have to focus on free throws and defense and making Tim Duncan smile.
In advance, I hopefully thank you for a dynamic, successful game seven and with much love and respect from a fan who would never leave a critical game 6 with 2 minutes to spare in regulation like Miami fans did.
So take these words for what they are worth from a loyal Cleveland fan who loves the game of basketball and please inspire your warriors to finish the job.
All I ask is that you win. And that you let me blame you for being tired at work tomorrow.
Good luck and bring it home,
Mike and I had a great time on our vacation last week in Boone, North Carolina. It was SO nice to get away, disconnect, read, relax and hang out uninterrupted. Being in a cabin with no TV, spotty cell service AND taking the doggie was great. It’s funny too how easily and quickly you really do realize how little you can do without in this world. And how when you leave the simple life, only to see how much SHIT you have that you actually do not even need. While I am a giant fan of beach going, I think that the mountains were a GREAT retreat and I cannot wait to go back. Boone is a precious little college town fun little shops, great independent restaurants, live music, dog friendly and there is SO much nearby. A mountain getaway that was far from mundane, boring or lackluster. The weather was perfect, I got a great tan, got to listen to a river right outside my window (no white noise machine needed) and experienced my first mountain thunderstorm and SO much more. Here are a few pics. Hope you all get to enjoy some form of a getaway in the coming months if you haven’t already. Getting away is good for the soul.
The idea of renewal keeps coming up. I see it in blogs, in magazines, in notices and everywhere. I just got back from an amazing vacation in North Carolina and thought about renewal and rejuvenation a lot. On Saturday at 6:30 am, the day we were leaving the cabin, I promptly woke up with a terrible sinus infection that I have been fighting, to no avail since. I called off work today, the idea of making the bed seems to be too much work, and I feel that a week of “renewal” is promptly lost in a wash of Vick’s vapor rub and tissues. Hello Sudafed, I love you. While we were gone, I had to renew my blog domain, noticed I hadn’t blogged in weeks and wondered why I even was? But I couldn’t NOT. So maybe there is some reason to not say good bye to my sporadic attempts at blogging after all. I do want to try to blog more. I have decided that I need to set deadlines for myself outside of to do lists. I need hard deadlines in order to finish my thesis draft, my short story book, and a few other things I am working on. No one will make me successful but me. I have also realized that i need to step back from my social life as well. This includes declining invites and making time for my work over my activity list. Again, no one can do it but me.
Now, I need to scald myself in hot water and hope that my nasal passages decide to work again and that my body decides to feel normal again. SOON.
Also, I need to somehow return some thesis books to the library that are no longer eligible for RENEWAL. So thanks for that reminder universe.
The sun is shining, I’m working on my color on my patio with my notebook in hand. Life is good and this book is blowing my mind and I’m loving every second of it. Hope everyone had a great first weekend of June!! Xoxo
There is an ongoing debate at work with some of my friends and I over what the worst day of the week is. I say Tuesday. So when your week starts off with the day that you deem to be the worst one of the week, what do you really expect? I walked into work only to discover that my computer would not turn on and I had a fried hard drive. Thankfully, I lost nothing but it still was not the best way to begin the first day back at work after a holiday weekend. I was crabby, PMSY and mean today. Even though one of my friends opted to say “I love mean Lauren”, i chose to retreat and keep quiet and keep to myself in order prevent myself from saying, mean, terrible things to people that I don’t mean. So, as a result of that mood today, I decided to throw on some red lipstick, clean the shit out of my house (trust me the lipstick helps), and think about a few seemingly dumb things that make me happy. Hey whatever works. Tomorrow I am going to Cedar Point with some of my very bests and I can’t wait to ride the rides, eat some crap, get sunburned and people watch while laughing my ass off with some of the best people I know. So until then, here’s a list of dumb things that made me happy today and that do always. Hope you all survive the rest of the week unscathed. xxxooo
Dumb Things That Make Me Happy 5/28/13
Bath & Body Works candles that make my house smell like a bakery, counting out quarters for tolls for our upcoming North Carolina road trip, making my parents check in on THEIR progress of their road trip, friends that tell you that you are just fine if you choose to do none of the things you set out to do in an evening, day trips with your best friends, laughing about almost burning your face off with a beauty product, being around strong women who make choices to leave situations and people that are no good for them, yelling at mike via text about my sucky dinner because I cooked it and he didn’t, missing people who are just as busy as you and knowing that they miss you back, literary dictionaries, surprise messages, contemplation, book discussions, love discussions and ya know what else??? LIFE.
Shit isn’t so bad when you step back and think about the dumb stuff that really means so much.
I haven’t felt like blogging lately. I also haven’t really had the time. I set a goal for myself when the weather finally cracked to spend as much time outside as possible and I have done a damn fine job of doing so. I also have abandoned my monthly to do list monster creations and have focused more on just being. Tonight I spent the night with some of my very bests, under a hazy moon, with the first bug bites of the year taking place and the Cavs snagging the number one pick in the draft. I can’t think of a better way to spend a Tuesday.
Is it Friday yet? No? Rats.
Oh well. Head on over to Vera’s blog Luxury Reading
You’ll find my review of Once Upon a Gypsy Moon by Michael Hurley and all kinds of other good stuff to make your day more enjoyable.