Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Miami escapades and the one who makes me smile

Murph called me about two months ago and told me I was going to Miami with her and nine other girlfriends the first weekend of March.  When she tells me what I'm doing I do it so I got my ticket and away we went.  I was the only one not flying in from Minneapolis so the other girls got there about twelve hours before I did.  When I arrived at midnight the texts started coming in - We are at Liv.  Get over here!

So I jumped in a cab and they got me in by basically pulling me under the ropes.  That was the first time that night we had to have a conversation with a bouncer.  The place was silly.  I've never been a big club fan.  I can tolerate it but it isn't my scene.  In South Beach I knew I had to experience a club.  Liv was exactly what I would have expected.  It was in a gorgeous hotel and it was filled with gorgeous people all with little clothing on, my girlfriends not being an exception (tinyclothes.com Murph? Baby J? lol). 

The following day we spent almost without moving from the pool.  Our hotel was very nice, overlooking the bay with a nice but semi-quiet pool area.  We had talked about doing a crazy cabana pool day at a different hotel but ended up finding ours was nice enough that it wasn't necessary. 

That night we went to Prime 112 for dinner (yumm) and from there went to Hyde Beach. 

Hyde Beach is one of the favorite bars I've ever been to.  The people there were more our age and they were all beautiful in a classier way than Liv.  I ended up visiting for a while with a guy from Miami.  He was in the construction business and obviously very successful.  It was very interesting to chat with him about what it's like to live in Miami.  It is a city unlike any I have ever been to and I've been to a lot of cities.  I was surprised to find him and his buddies out at a place like Hyde Beach but he informed me it was one of two "it" places in Miami at the time.  It had just undergone a $23 million remodel and the locals were still checking it out.  Plus the DJ was insanely good.  We all danced and talked until they basically shut the place down.  Murph, Carla and I walked back over there the next day during the day.  It's a pretty neat spot even in the daylight.


I was surprised by the color of the water in the Atlantic.  I don't know why my expectation was that it wouldn't be so blue but it was a gorgeous blue, similar to the water in Hawaii.  When I'm back down there the end of October I plan to spend more time at the beach.  I love the pool but I would have liked one beach day.  There just wasn't enough time.



Cigars poolside courtesy of our British friends


Sunset from our hotel room the third night
Our final night had to have a different feel to it because we all had to be up so early the following morning but we still went out for a great dinner at Catch Miami.  There we saw the only "famous" person I saw in Miami (a former Big Brother contestant - good work Laura for figuring that out.  I couldn't get past how much he looked like George Clooney.) despite 50 Cent supposedly staying at our hotel.  4:00am came early for me, especially considering it was daylight savings time so we lost an hour but I was able to sleep during a lot of my flight to Seattle which helped.  I landed around 1 in the afternoon, made it to the hotel around 2 and was asleep by about 2:05.  When I woke up I had to look at my tan lines to believe it hadn't been a dream.


Seattle ended up being as much of a highlight of the trip as my time in Miami was.  I got to spend a couple mornings in court which I love, see some great clients and two loved former co-workers and on Monday night Erin, Molly, Molly, Yvonne and I went to the Maroon 5 concert.

Giddy
I love Maroon 5 and have since I started following Adam on The Voice which frankly makes me a pretty new fan.  Many people have been listening to them and loving them since the mid-90s.  I listen to them at least once a day.  His concert did not disappoint me at all.  He is talented and sexy.  These pictures look like we were further away than we actually were.  Next time however, we all agreed to splurge on tickets where we can actually "see".

Owl City opened for Maroon 5.


I'm at a payphone.



Best song of the night was their most current radio hit Daylight.  It turns out it was written by a guy who lives in Seattle and he was in the audience.  Talk about a powerful song live.

Reflecting back on the weekend/week it's no wonder I've had a rough week since being back.  Why can't "real life" be as fun as "fake life"?

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Tune Tuesday - last week recap and where I'm heading next

I started the travel portion of my week in FL and ended it back home in Spokane after a "layover" in Seattle.  So basically, I traveled as far as I possibly could within the continental United States.  No wonder I don't feel like my feet are on the ground.  I guess I might as well leave again.  Why the heck not?

The music of my trip was just as varied as the weather.

It started at midnight at Club Liv in the Fontainebleau Hotel.  Things looked a little like this:


It ended at a Maroon 5 concert (swoon).  This is a little sample from the concert.  The video makes it look like we were farther away than we were.  Frankly however, anywhere other than on stage wouldn't have been close enough. 


I'll share some additional details on the trip tomorrow.

I head out of town again on Friday for a two city tour.  Take a crack at where I'm heading:


And then.....


Be back tomorrow.

Monday, March 18, 2013

Spokompton Shake

My small group had our annual St. Patrick's Day party on Saturday.  A few hours in, our hosts Mark and Halley, decided they wanted to go check out what was going on downtown.  I wasn't ready to go downtown yet and a lot of the group didn't want to go at all.  Who would want to leave this!? (Missing Clayton, Teah, Joe and Steph)

But The Lentz' left anyway.  Well, you don't leave this group alone in your house.  Ever.  So of course we rearranged all of their furniture, intermixed their clothes in their closet, short sheeted their bed and among other things, moved their ping pong table from the basement into their master bedroom. 

We also did this: Spokompton Shake

I love my small group.

Friday, March 15, 2013

The grand adventurer

I'm having one of those days today.  You know the kind where you feel a little off.  I'm not grumpy really, I'm not anxious but I'm not content and my body feels weird.  It's probably PMS or maybe it's let down from the last week.  Maybe it's a bit of burnout.  I'm not entirely sure but I don't like it.  Even my "wring out your shirt hard" workout wasn't enough to pull me out of it.  My music choice probably didn't help (Mumford and Sons and Of Monsters and Men I love ya but you aren't that uplifting.) and a few of my miles were really good and hard but it still wasn't enough.

To counterbalance the funk I'm trying to focus on the wonderful things that have been going on lately.  You've often see me post here about "adventures".  I don't know when my thinking about life as an adventure actually began but it really is my outlook.  I approach everyday as a conduit for adventure.  One never knows what's going to happen, even walking in the door of my office can at times be part of the adventure.  Today it was being hailed by a guy who wanted to gush over my Jeep.  I was thinking to myself on the way in to work this morning that it was about time to switch back over to the Volvo.  The weather has been nice, I'm ready for my sunroof and worn out a bit by the roughness of the Jeep.  As I was getting out of the car in the parking garage a guy walked past me and made a comment to me about my outfit (I guess I look cute today) and asked me about Babe.  I found out he drives a Cherokee as well and loves his just as much as I love mine.  We laughed about the "bulletproof straight 6" and I told him I planned to put another 200,000 miles on Babe before I retired her.  We parted ways with a smile.  You never know what conversations you are going to have with strangers on the streets of Spokane.  I believe relationships are life's grandest of adventures - even relationships that last five minutes.

I recently read the book Quitter by Jon Acuff.  It was a very simple, easy to read book about making your day job into a dream job.  That doesn't mean changing your day job that you have into a job you love (i.e. making the most of it) but actually making your dream your day job.  I'm happy with my professional life right now.  I have large aspirations for what I want my job to look like five to ten years from now but I also have a dream job.  For some reason I lost sight of the fact that I want to own and run a baseball team.  I worked toward it in a lot of ways about five years ago and then I got discouraged and stopped.  Acuff's book reminded me that I can't forget that dream.  My more short term dream is to turn my current job into the high powered position I think it can be (I want to direct report to our CEO) but when I'm done in this capacity I want to be ready to land into the baseball world.  I can start making that happen and I can enjoy it along the way at this point with no pressure to rush.  Why shouldn't the hours we spend at a job be part of the adventure?  I truly believe they should and can be.

I've also started to dip my toe back into the adventure of dating.  Dating is a crappy adventure that I wish I wasn't still experiencing in my mid-thirties but I'm trying to keep positive about it.  This current relationship, as it is, is in no way serious and is being done with a startling amount of fear and caution on my part.  I tend to be the "all in" type but the pain I felt recently is still too fresh and I honestly haven't completely been able to turn my feelings for SHF off yet so I'm being cautious, not wanting to cause someone else the pain he caused me.  I met someone a couple months ago who has been quietly persistent and beyond understanding.  Even when, about two weeks ago, I responded inappropriately to a text message he sent me (which made me realize just how afraid of being hurt again I am) he has remained steady with me.  In fact, he took the full responsibility for my bad reaction.  Poor sap.  It was in no way his fault, was nothing to do with him and everything to do with me but he gets where I am and what's going on in my head and is understanding and willing for now to take the brunt of it.  Do I think it's going to go anywhere, maybe not, but he's kind and that's what I need right now.  My heart isn't really available yet and he knows that and seems fine with it for the time being.  He's also incredibly slow moving.  Again, exactly what I need right now.  The "no pressure but I'll be here when you need me in a way you might not realize you need" type of relationship it's becoming is refreshing.  I'm still not 100% sure of the plan but I have no doubt JG is part of it right now.

On top of the everyday adventures I've also been traveling a lot.  I've gotten through three of my six states in six weeks I blogged about last month. (CA, OR, FL) The next leg of my travels start again in a week.  To be honest these adventures have been a way of running from my life for a bit.  It was convenient, and another example of God working in my life, that it was planned when it was.  I've told you about CA.  I need to write about FL and Seattle this last week but I'm not quite ready.  I have pictures to download and memories to get solidified.  I'll get to all of that next week.

So, I'm off to the weekend.  I have fun plans of course and I also have a plan to have a Sunday afternoon nap.  Hopefully, there will be a baseball game on.  I always relish in the first baseball induced nap of the season.  Sunday seems like it might be a good opportunity for that.

Thanks for being part of my adventure.

PS - you know you are just too dang busy when you are scheduling naps two days in advance.  Just saying.

Tuesday, March 05, 2013

Tune Tuesday: Where in the world is KT (going)

I'll make it REAL easy on you.


But that's only part of the story.  Come back next Tuesday to see where else my adventures have taken me.

Friday, March 01, 2013

An addition to my PANK army

Did you know I'm a member of a new demographic that marketing agencies have finally decided is worth focusing in?  That's right - the PANK has finally been recognized.  What's a PANK?  Well, I'm glad you asked.  PANK stands for Professional Auntie, No Kids.  We are a group of women who either by choice of by fate have no children of our own but who have jobs, good incomes and a group of "sisters" and "brothers" either related by blood or chosen to fall into the category of sibling who have children.  My life is FULL of nieces and nephews and not just the ones related to me by blood.

I went to sunny southern California for five days last week.  It was work and fun related as many of my trips tend to be.  I like to go down and visit CB in February because I can usually finagle it to be with her on her birthday or at least very close to that day.  Her birthday fell on a Saturday this year so I got to be there on the actual day.  To spend her day we started with this:


That's the first of four of those we would eat (and by we I mean her - I had three and one smoothie) during my days down there.  What?  We had no problem with that.  If you had eaten one you wouldn't have been able to stop either.  I'm not certain what all the yumminess was that was in it but I'm sure one ingredient had to be Crack.

The first two days I was there we laughed constantly.  In fact, on Sunday morning I woke up and had sore stomach muscles from the day before - which was discovered in a laughing fit.  Man, I miss my buddy sometimes.

Of course we had to go for a walk as soon as I got off the plane.  Who could pass this up after coming from snowy Spokane!?

 

Then, by far the highlight (sorry CB), I got to meet my new nephew.  Other than my blood family no one in my life has been around the way CB has.  There is not a time in my life that I don't remember her being in it.  Literally.  Not a minute.  So other than my sister's kids, who I love like my own, there isn't a kiddo I feel more tied to.  Mr. Kobe Dragon did not disappoint.  He waited for me to get there to have two of his best nights of sleep and to start smiling.  Some of the smiling might have had to do with the fact that when I was around him (or his mom) I couldn't take my own smile off my face.  He's a good mimicker.  We spent hours sitting in the sun on the back porch on Sunday morning.  I seriously wanted to take him home with me.  I love all of my girls and having them so far away as they've started their families have been tough.  I treasure every moment I've had with them and their broods as time has gone on.

Here's the first smile that we think was a true smile - and yes, it was at me being goofy.  Get used to it kid.
Your mom and I will embarrass you.  It's only a matter of time.  Just ask your dad.

 

We spent a lot of time just hanging out with Mr. Kobe Dragon.  I haven't really been sleeping much the past couple of months and while I was there I suddenly found my sleep skills again.  I was even able to take a nap with CB and The Dragon.  I couldn't believe how refreshed I felt after my trip.  Here's some more pictures of The Dragon.  Eventually, I had to stop because he wanted to start charging me for his pictures.  Southern California kids.  Seesh.


We celebrated CB's Birthday at the same restaurant where we had her surprise 30th birthday party.  It's an awesome restaurant and CB and CF's friends are always so warm and friendly with me.  Robert kept my wine glass filled, Craig ordered food for CB and I all night.  We laughed and laughed.  Craig would do everything he could to get CB and I giggling and then he would get CF's attention and just point and chuckle.  CF's response was always the same and expected eye roll.  Craig loves to bust on CF.

The crew: Ray, Sarah, CB, KT, Craig, NG, Robert, CF, Travis, Mira and Kathleen
Happy Birthday CB!!!

In addition to getting to see CB and The Dragon I had to do a little work so I spent one night in a nice little hotel in Marina Del Rey.  My room had a great view of the Marina and I spent some time on the balcony the morning I left reading and enjoying some sun after my run.  Southern California life does not suck.



I went for a run around the Marina.  I love the snowy mountains as the backdrop for the palm trees.
The other wonderful thing that I got to do while there was hang out with Goff.  She and I have been friends since our freshman year of college.  We were/are sorority sisters, went to London at the same time and had adventures there and have continued to reconnect at least every couple of years since WU days.  Our lives are scary similar in a lot of ways.  It's always so nice to fall back into our easy friendship.  We had an awesome, long dinner at Chaya in Venice Beach with great food and a wonderful bottle of Chianti.  She stayed with me at the hotel and we had breakfast the next morning before she had to head to work.  I admire Sarah a ton and I'm so thankful for her friendship.



It was a great long weekend.  I got sleep, got good cuddle time with my new nephew, got sun on my face and started to get the light back in my hair.  If only real life was always like this.

My next adventure starts midweek next week and it is going to be a true adventure.  I'm completely along for the ride on this trip.  I only know a few of the people I'll be on the trip with and I've made none of the plans other than how I'm getting myself to the hotel where I'm told we'll have at 1500 square foot suite.  I'll tease you with this: 10 ridiculously beautiful women, sunshine and 80 degree temperatures, palm trees, not in my time zone and a bucket list opportunity involving an ocean. 

Have a great weekend.