No bun(s) in the oven…yet

I’ve been silent I know. But busy. I also have BIG news. No, don’t get all cray cray people. There is no bun in this here oven. We’re going to take a little break from that business for now. There are a few good reasons why.

Yours truly landed herself a new job yesterday! {insert flailing muppet arm here} Yup I start very soon. I’m excited AND it happens to be the start of my dream job working for a law firm focused on advocacy. That is all I will say on the topic for now. Sorry kids, but even some things should not be splashed all over the internets! As time goes on I may say more, but we’ll see.

In other Grey Hat news the hubbins and I are off to the Emerald Isle! That’s right kids we are headed to Ireland! I am beyond over the moon about this. We’re doing a driving tour and staying in some amazing castles and bed and breakfasts. And NO I won’t tell you when….no robbing my house people!

The hubbins sent me flowers at work!
The hubbins sent me flowers at work!

That’s right my hubbins is even more awesome! My dear friend Pesha of Flowers By Pesha was waiting for me when I arrived at work this morning with these lovely flowers. I am one LUCKY lady! Seriously, I’m sort of having the best week ever. But wait there’s more!

Wow, I sound like an infomercial. But today I picked up a travel book of Ireland (duh) and….AND a ukelele!!! I know what your thinking. Really? Or perhaps you might be thinking Oh dear lord why? Well, I like it. Plus I’ve wanted one for a while and it was also my paid off one loan gift/new job gift to myself! Also the hubbins said I could. He even let me tinker on it in the car. Now I have NO idea how to play it, but that’s what youtube is for.

Pay no attention to my WHITE legs. They may blind you.
Pay no attention to my WHITE leg. It may blind you.

Special thanks to Amanda Palmer (who I’m sure does not read this blog) for getting the idea into my head in the first place. She’s fantastic!

Which in an odd way brings me back to the next amazing thing on my list of cool things this week. The hubbins, some friends, and I are going to see NEIL GAIMAN tomorrow night! I am beyond excited. He’s going to talk about his new book The Ocean at the End of the Lane and some other things. Mr. Gaiman will also be signing a copy of his new book and if time permits another of his books we might want to bring!

I also have bridesmaid duties to attend to Friday evening for a bit. The niece is coming to stay and oh right I’m getting my 4th tattoo! I’m not going to tell you what it is. You’ll see it soon enough!

I’ve got a pretty jam packed week ahead and I am loving it!

In other news you still have time to enter my GIVEAWAY! To enter just comment on the blog post with what you want to be entered to win.

Whew, that was a lot. I’m going to go tinker on my new ukelele which I have named Islington. I don’t know why, but there you have it. My soprano ukelele is named Islington. I wonder if I could get Neil Gaiman to sign it?

Come out to the coast, we’ll get together, have a few laughs… {Part 1}

Yes, the title of this here set of posts happens to be from one of my favorite movies…Die Hard. If you haven’t seen it, you should.

Let’s back track a little. Way back in September at a work conference KatyDid* and I got to hang out. Usually we only saw one another on video meeting chats for work. So it was great to meet her in person. She’s a really lovely person and we hit it off right away. While at the conference one of us mentioned we should have a girls weekend. No talk of work, or anything remotely sounding like work. Sure we both thought it sounded great. But as usual life totally got in the way.

Until a few weeks ago. Ok Maybe March. We got to chatting on Twitter and again mentioned the girls weekend idea. The next thing you know a date was set and I had train tickets! I would be off to Marblehead, MA on Memorial Day weekend. It would be awesome. But, as with any form of travel, there were a few bumps along the way.

First off there were the women on my train to NYC who apparently thought they were sitting a train car apart. In reality they were right next to and across from one another. I just wanted to sleep! Then there was the usual close to two hour layover in NYC. I don’t really mind it…LOTS of people watching to be had there. Then of course there was my little spectacle. Word to the wise don’t sit on your luggage unless you happen to be straddling it. Why? Well, yo might end up FLAT ON YOUR ASS like I did. With all of Penn station turning to look at you. Not my proudest moment, but memorable.

This was post ass falling.
This was post ass falling.

Then of course there was the joy of the horde rush when the track was announced. Take it easy people the train isn’t going to get there any faster if you get on it first! Instead you are probably just going to annoy me and others around you who actually tried to form some kind of line to board. True story.

I settled in for the long trip out to Boston.
I settled in for the long trip out to Boston.

I somehow managed to snag the last window seat in my car. Five minutes later and I would hav been stuck on the aisle…not my most favorite place on the train. The trip out was pretty smooth and somewhat quiet. I had a seat mate who worked the whole way from NYC to Boston. I felt bad as I nodded off at one point and hoped like hell I didn’t snore. If I did she didn’t say a word about it. Thank you nice lady.

Said nice lady even offered to help me navigate the MTA. Which I found super comforting as nothing tends to give me more anxiety than trying to navigate a new transit system. But it turned out she had to work a little more in the station, but she pointed me in the somewhat right direction. Meaning she told me to take a left when I should have taken a right. No harm done there. Because I happened to get on the next train which got me to the second train in record time. Hell I even caught the earlier commuter train. I don’t know how, but somehow I did and my anxiety passed as I knew I was almost there.

I arrived at the train station my phone chose to call Swamp Scotch…it happens to be called Swampcott. Oddly enough KatyDid found my autocorrect to be awesome as Swampscott is the rival of Marblehead…at least in terms of high school sports. One point to you phone. So there I was and there was no KatyDid, she didn’t forget me, in fact she was only five minutes away. In no time she pulled in to the station and we were off on a weekend of fun!

First stop was home to drop my gear and use the much needed restroom! Plus I also was able to meet Leo who was awesome enough to let me crash with him and his mom.

He's a sweet little ball of fur.
He’s a sweet little ball of fur.

At first he wasn’t sure what to make of me. But then he must have caught the cat servitude vibe from me and we were fast friends. Once I was settled in we were off for some of the best damn chowdah I’ve ever had. Not to mention the tasty virgin bloody mary too! After dinner I got a mini tour of Marblehead and a stop off a a pretty sweet specialty type market. I even made my first purchase!

Photo thanks to KatyDid!
Photo thanks to KatyDid!

After that it was back home to relax, have a little wine, and laugh until my face hurt. And that friend was just my first half day in Marblehead! Stay tuned for parts 2-4!

 

*I never use peoples full names, you know that.