“WOWZA, 38 years”*

38 years ago, they met in Pennsylvania on a blind date. Her college roommate had recently started dating a med student at Penn St. and wanted to set her up with his good friend and roommate. They instantly hit it off and began dating. 3 years later, sans engagement ring, she took a chance and moved to Ann Arbor, Michigan with him (which was VERY rare back then). This is where he would do his residency, she would get her Masters degree and they would start their life together. A small town cheerleader never knew she’d find her match on a blind date, but apparently one’s future can never be too predictable.

Yesterday marked my parents’ 38th wedding anniversary. I’m gonna be honest. Each year, June 2nd seems to come and go, and yes, I send a text and/or a card to both parents wishing them a Happy Anniversary and inquire where they will be dining at night, etc; however, I never have really sat and thought about what this annual landmark truly means.

Perhaps it’s because more and more of my friends are getting married, or perhaps it’s because I’m now living with the man I believe I will someday marry (no pressure, buddy ;-), but I laid in bed last night considering what a gigantic blessing my parents are – not only to all of us kids, but also to one another.

I owe so much to each one of my parents, and I’ve always considered them somewhat separate entities in that aspect. For example: I believe that my mother gives me my outgoing, energetic personality while my father gives me my strategic and calm way of thinking through everyday situations. However, when you’ve been with someone for so long, as they have, it’s only obvious that you become a ying and yang, of sorts, with one another. They compliment each other so well, and I know that’s what I’ve always strived for in my relationships (and what I believe I’ve found with the Canadian). This is not to say the past 38 years have been easy, and I’m sure I haven’t even been privy to HALF of their trials and tribulations; however, to love someone so much and create such a loving partnership with another person is just somewhat incredible to me, once you really sit down and think about it.

So this is a love letter to my parents, for continuously being great role models to us all in both love and life. Here’s to many, MANY more happy years ahead (and a killer 40th celebration!!) <3

 *My mom’s text response to my well wishes yesterday…thus, why I adore her.

LIVE! From Canada...

WOW! It has been SO long since I have attempted to blog. I must admit that getting used to this new life has left me at a loss of where to begin my "Canadian" blogging life. But as my dear friend and mama, Cristina Curci, reminded (guilted/nagged) me, "You do realize that this is like the BEST time to blog considering we all want to know what you're up to?? RIGHT???" To which I replied, "GOT IT"...and so here it is. I'm BACK!

So life with my Canadian in Toronto has turned out to be absolutely wonderful. I mean, I knew it would be, but there's always an ounce of question when you take such a risk, so I'm very happy to say that I am extremely happy (however, don't think for a minute, that I don't still miss my friends like CRAZY!!!). There have definitely been some highs and lows: me crying in the middle of the Eaton Centre about cell phone plans, me crying due to a "group of hoodlums on the bus", and me crying about spilt milk. Not really about spilt milk, but it's basically to prove that I completely admit that I was crying a lot for awhile there (if any of you know me, this is completely not surprising at all. See: ). But now that I have officially been here for over a month, I believe I've gotten in the *Canadian rhythm*...besides, I've now officially celebrated Victoria Day, so that makes me official, right??

All jokes aside, I decided my first post would be something educational. Something that will answer many questions that have come from my *friends from the states*..."WHY BAGGED MILK?!?" This is not just a joke from 30 Rock. Here, they actually serve milk in bags. When I first visited, I thought it was just something weird that my Canadian chose to do...but alas, you visit Starbucks and BAM, there's some milk in a bag. So I've done a photo demonstration of how this works. Because, I must say, I'm definitely a fan of bagged milk now. Just sayin'.

Step 1:  Get bag of milk and milk pitcher out.

Step 2: Place bag in pitcher and bang on counter a few times. (Not sure why, but my Canadian says to, so I do).

Step 3: Cut small hole in corner of bag.

Step 4: Pour and enjoy!

Are you all jealous now?!? I bet. I promise to keep up with this thing and keep you all in the loop!!!
xoxo

Ode to Miss Clark...

Hope everyone in SF is enjoying the beautiful weather we're currently having. Pretty sure my legs forgot what real sunlight felt like!! It's absolutely amazing out right now!

One of my very best friends, Katie Clark (we call her Clark), flies in tonight for a weekend o' fun!! She wanted to get out here one last time before I move to TO (less than 3 weeks!!!), so she's taking advantage of her spring break (she's a 1st grade teacher) and flying to see me! We have a fun weekend planned, which includes great restaurants, final four games and rides on cable cars (she's been wanting to do this since I moved to the city 7 years ago...we still have not done it).

It's hard to believe we've known each other for over a decade (good god we're old). We lived on the same dorm floor, we lived next door to each other in our sophomore year apartments and then we ended up pledging the same sorority. Needless to say, she knows me inside and out and I just love her to pieces. I even allow her to nuzzle with my Canadian when they're together ;-)

Typical pose by Clark and me, Chicago 2011.

Clarkie, Tara and Meg at The Pony in Chicago, Christmas 2009.

Clark drinking from the spit bowl whilst wine tasting, Napa Valley 2009. (yes, folks, we keep it classy)

Enjoy your Wednesdays everyone!!
xoxo

Random Friday tid bits...

Happy Friday everyone! I'm not sure about everyone else, but this week has been particularly long and dreadful. Perhaps because it's been non-stop raining here in SF...blah. The plus side of this weather is that it's causing me to excitedly peruse online for summer clothes!!

Since I didn't do a "What I'm Loving Wednesday" post this week, I figured I'd throw up a few odds and ends today that fit under that category.

1. I'm loving that my Giants commercials have finally hit the airwaves. Our agency has had this account for quite sometime now, but this was the first year that my scripts got sold in. It was a very big group effort (James, Olga, Nick...to name a few) and I'm just excited about how they came out. Here are two just to give you a taste, but you can view them all here.

2. I'm loving that I got to have a nice little date with my Tina last night. She wanted to catch the second half of the SDSU game after work, so we walked next door to Hillstone and had some wine and an app. We laughed because before we both got into relationships, we frequently did the "after work drinks" thing...so it was just nice to enjoy some "us" time for an hour.

Rosemary foccacia and olives. Yummy!

3. Lastly, I'm loving March Madness right now. Though I'm always loving this time of year in sports, this year is just crazy. My bracket is completely broken at this point and my team is out of it, so it's just fun to root for the underdog!!

It must also be noted that this is my new favorite salsa. I may need to pack some up for Toronto.

That's all I got, kids. Enjoy your weekends!!
xoxo

A night with my ladies...

Last Friday was Ladies Night! As the weekends that I have with my SF ladies start to dwindle, we figured we should take advantage of a night out after our Friday Night book club. There was no special occasion, other than to spend time with one another. We had a blast, but quickly learned just how old we're getting (i.e. leaving the "live music bar" to go to something more "quiet and calm") and once the wine settled in, there were plenty of preemptive "goodbye tears". Alas, we had a blast and got some pretty priceless photos.

Here are a few highlights of the night. I borrowed a few of these from Miss V, since the majority of my 8 photos from the night only included pics of Meg and An for some reason....ahhhh, good times.

Started the night at Tina and Jules' house for Pioneer Woman book club.

 

"Cabs are heah!!!!" En route to North Beach.

 

Love this pic. Pretty much captures what we're all like when we're out. All in our own worlds, yet together at the same time.

Love this girl.

Jules, Missy and a random in the background (thank GOD I got her in this shot).

 I'm gonna miss these girls with all my heart <3

It's horribly rainy here today, the kind of day that makes me want to curl up in bed with a sappy chick flick (or LIFETIME movie); however, I guess work will have to do.

Happy Thursday everyone! The weekend is just around the corner...
xoxo

Welp, it's official!!

As some of you may (or may not) know, I’m officially making the move to Toronto to be with my Canadian. It’s such a bittersweet move for me, I’m leaving some of my closest, bestest friends behind; however, I get to make a move to be with the man I love and truly believe I will marry, sometime in the future.

Now, this won’t be one of my “sappier” blog posts (don't worry) about the move, because I’m assuming there’s plenty of time for *that*. Instead, this is a “getting excited” post.

I believe my Canadian and I have done better than anyone could have (or would have) projected us to do, given the 2,500 miles between us…and the fact that we met in VEGAS. It’s definitely the small things that I’m looking forward to and that will make all the difference between a “local relationship” as opposed to my current “long distance” relationship, which is why I’m thoroughly excited to make his house, our home.

2 examples of the small things I’m excited for:

1.     *Events*…I’ve officially booked my flight for the 16^th in order to coincide with a work event that the Canadian would like me to go to with him. In our whole history, we’ve never been able to do something like this.  So, even though he claims it’s gonna be boring, I’m quite pleased with the idea of getting all dolled up with him and attending!

2.     *Home ideas*… The Canadian has a thing he does, he can just drop sentences within a conversation that probably just seem normal to him, but for some reason are earth-shatteringly adorable to me. Like, I guarantee when he suggested we start a wine journal together once I’m living there, he just thought it was our typical, daily email chatter. But it made my stomach lurch with excitement/anticipation.

Obviously there are many, MANY more things that I'm looking forward to; however, as in most relationships, small things can go a very big way, so just wanted to point a few of the "less obvious" things out.

On the flip side, one of my biggest fears of the move is due to this little lady. 

Bella has never been on a plane, much less been in her carrier for more than about 15 minutes at a time. The Canadian keeps reminding me that “she’s not the only cat to ever have traveled”, but I’m just hoping the vet may give her some good sedation medication (and possibly for me ;-).

xoxo

Friday Odds and Ends.

To end this crazy, weird week...I figured the only thing that would do it justice is to post a few pics of stuff that has happened. Enjoy!

Exhibit A: Was faced with this little "gem" on my trip on BART back from the airport on Monday evening. Not only does she have a raging *shmammy moe*, but she also has her shoes off...on a public transportation vehicle...which was soon followed by picking a blister off using her train card. No wonder we are faced with articles such as this: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/06/us/06bcseats.html?_r=1. Clean it up, lady, clean it up.

disGUSTING.

Exhibit B: After many, many months (ok, maybe even years) of procrastination, I finally sold my lovely Jetta. I've had a complete love/hate relationship with this car. I got "her" as a graduation gift from my father back in 2004. I was elated, but soon learned I'd be residing in San Francisco. After anyone and everyone telling me, "DO NOT BRING A CAR TO SAN FRANCISCO", Stubborn Stacy over here chose not to listen. So after many years of overpriced garages, backed up parking tickets and repair men *taking me for a ride*, I finally got a decent deal for it that will serve as a little *nest egg*. However, I'll never forget the many great memories that were had in this car...wine country tours = one of the favorites. 

This was our trip to Napa with my Chicago ladies, June 2009.

Exhibit C: Obviously most have heard about the horrific Tsunami that hit Japan today (thoughts and prayers go out to everyone that was hit by such a tragedy). Now, what some may have not heard about, is the fact that my mother texted and called about 7 times total at 5:30am this morning warning me to GET THE HELL OUT OF THE MARINA. Now, in true mother/daughter fashion, this instantly sent a surge of fear through me (thinking to self: "If mom is this freaked out, it must be serious!!!!!!").

Cut to:
-->Me barging into Roomie's room in sheer panic, tears in eyes
-->Me yelling, "WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!!! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!!!"
-->Roomie leaping out of bed, clamoring around, freaked cause she "has zit cream on!!"
-->We finally compose ourselves and come up with a game plan
-->Shower and get ready
-->Get into the car at 6:45am and drive to Burlingame (we were SO much safer there) for a Friday morning breakfast (aka: evacuation breakfast)

Now cut to about 2 hours later in the office, my sweet Tina telling EVERYONE that will listen about my idiocy this morning. It was a true Midwest moment in California. *sigh*

Note: the time.

Beautiful morning from the passenger side.

In other news, I'm very excited for the weekend ahead. I get to have dinner with Tina, Walker and Kim tonight. Our monthly dinners are always jam packed with good food, great wine and extraordinary gossip. Then a fun day ahead tomorrow with the lovely Ms. Favro, who will be in the city, which always creates memories (SAYYYYYY BABYYYYYYY). And last but not least, an awesome brunch planned for Sunday with the ladies. Can't wait!

Enjoy your weekends!!!
xoxo