My time to SHINE – Sunshine Award.

Most of my life I’ve been called “Sunshine” by family, friends, and even strangers, I guess it’s because I am always smiling, great company and most times hilarious.

However I don’t find myself to be very inspiring or motivational, most times I’m a sarcastic turd so imagine my surprise when I was chosen for this award.

I want to thank  LkGoodFeelGood for seeing something in me that I didn’t. You can visit Carries blog here and follow her journey in life while she battles having a chronic disease and does it like a boss.


Rules for this award are as follows:

  1. Thank blogger(s) who nominated you for the award in this post with a link back to their blog.
  2. Answer the 11 questions the blogger asked you.
  3. Nominate 11 new bloggers for this award and give them 11 new questions.
  4. List the rules and display The Sunshine Blogger Award logo in your post and or on your blog.

Here comes the questions.

  1. If you could be any animal, which one, and why? – Haven’t really given it much thought, I guess a cat since they eat, sleep, and poop all day. Sounds pretty amazing especially if you toss in some belly rubs.
  2. What is your favorite part about blogging? – Keeping everyone out there in the loop of what’s going on in my world.
  3. Who inspires you? They can living or dead, fictional or real. – This is a tough one, not sure if I have anyone.
  4. What do you do to recharge yourself from the pressures of life? – I don’t. I am always on the go, work then bowling, work then volleyball, work then bowling again, work then volleyball again and in between all that there’s usually something else. Just gave up our second job so add in working doubles in all of that too but I would have to say just sitting on the couch and watching TV is a good way to relax from the world.
  5. If you could go anywhere, do anything, where would you go and what would you do? – California to kidnap Jack Nicholson and do dirty things to him.
  6. What is the hardest part of blogging, in your opinion? – Finding the time and motivation to do it.
  7. What’s your ultimate favorite food? – Pizza also a huge fan of chips and queso.
  8. What’s your best piece of advise for life? – Advice I don’t follow myself, haha. Have no fear in doing what you want to do, what you love to do, who you want to become.
  9. What’s your perfect Friday night? Depends on the Friday, what’s going on and what mood I’m in. Haha. I like spending time with friends and family and or just going home and going to bed snuggled in between 3 cats and my husband.
  10. How long have you been blogging? –  About 5 years I guess, wow seems longer than that.
  11. And finally, the age-old question… Coke or Pepsi? 😉 – I gave up pop drinking a long time ago with the occasional guzzle from my husbands glass. But before that and still to this day PEPSI!!

Now my turn to nominate 11 bloggers, I don’t even have that many friends but here we go.

  1. Kelly  @ This Way and That Way
  2. Joey @ Life Got Me Like
  3. Kristin @ Slivers of Nature
  4. Chewie @ 406 Northlane
  5. Paul @ Paul Mcginley’s Life and Experience 
  6. Brooklyn @ Just being Brooklyn 
  7. Laura @ Diary of a Zombie Mum
  8. Frenchy @ Frenchy from the Block
  9. Jason @ 196 Trip
  10. Jen @ Why CLE
  11. Jennifer @ Elegant Living Everyday

And here are a set of new questions that I have personally made up and would love for you to answer, some are serious most are ridicules. Enjoy!

  1. Would you rather, barefoot step on a lego or a fresh dog turd and why?
  2. When is the perfect time for you to blog/vlog?
  3. Who would be better in bed, Batman or The Joker and why?
  4. What did/do you want to be when you grew/grow up?
  5. What motivates you in life?
  6. Share one embarrassing moment.
  7. Share one accomplishment.
  8. Post a picture of your silliest face.
  9. What calms you down when you’re upset?
  10. What’s something you still have from your childhood?
  11. Do you like peas?


I just want to say thanks, I’m not quite sure what the “SunShine” award actually is but you guys have interacted with me and at some point made me smile so I think that’s enough.

Don’t think you have to respond or even participate as there’s a good chance you’ve already done something like this or don’t have the time, I completely understand. I think it’s been over a month or so for me and I’m FINALLY just posting mine.


Thanks again and keep being YOU!



Welcome To Collinwood


A little over 17 years ago a group of actors came to my neck of the woods and filmed a movie. Joe and Anthony Russo, two brothers who were raised in Cleveland and went to Case Western Reserve to begin their journey in the film industry. They got noticed by Steven Soderbergeh who wanted to produce their next film with the help of George Clooney, his producing partner.

I was born and raised in Collinwood, a neighborhood on the east side of Cleveland, Ohio. Not much went down but when it did the news spread quickly.

A friend I went to grade school with, her father worked for the city. I had the inside scoop on dates, times and locations for the filming of (cue dramatic music) Welcome To Collinwood.

One of the locations was filmed on Broadway and East 55th.

You can read about the movie and its actors here.

There’s not much I can remember because it was very long ago, long before my eyebrows were tame and I cared about my appearance.

I believe I went down two or three separate times, on once occasion I had my mom write me a note and I skipped out of school a half a day. Totally worth it. She was actually very involved and had a great time as she mingled with Anthony Russo.

Along with my mother came my good friend Brett, who I cropped out of the majority of the pictures for fear of infringing on his privacy. I don’t think he would care but that was a long time ago and we have both went our separate ways.


I’ll go into who I met and what memories I have of that interaction, don’t get excited it’s not much but the pictures alone speak a thousand words and in no particular order here they are.

Gabrielle Union and Andy Davoli


The picture above is Andy signing his name for me, the sheet of paper also has Gabrielle, Anthony, and Joe’s signature on it as well.

On one of the days we got to see them actually film, it was very neat and they did a raffle to have some of the neighborhood kids help with the lighting or something.  I took a few pictures and you can see how the camera is on a track and how everyone around is working hard.

What was neat about this scene was that it was actually on one of the streets only a few blocks down from where I was living at the time, right smack dab in the middle of the neighborhood. Click action shots to see some of the pictures.

Here I am with Anthony


Here I am with Joe and a shot of him signing my paper.

We had went down there one day and got the autographs on the yellow paper and on our next visit to the set I brought this news clipping and had them sign it as well.

Joe and Anthony were very nice, approachable and took the time to talk on both occasions, take pictures, sign autographs and act like total gentleman.

DAY #2

We went down the next day, still a bit chilly and with some added rain but it didn’t stop us from getting the job done.

This time around I looked a little more presentable with my Billabong shirt and matching blue sun glasses.

Keep scrolling to see what celebrities I met next.

As the actors walked back and forth from building to building and across the street I was able to grab a few. Below is Isaiah Washington, great guy making the time to stop IN THE RAIN, take a picture and sign the back of my school release slip. 😉


We snagged Isaiah later to make sure my friend Brett got an autograph too.

Next up… George Clooney! He seemed to be the more popular actor in town and always appeared to have a crowd around him.

I got my picture with George I think after the mob of people, it was more quiet and secluded as my friend and I just waited patiently for him to pass by.

It happened quickly and as we were sitting against the building he showed up and I didn’t have my glossy head shot of him to sign for my grandma handy. However I was camera ready and chose to get the picture instead, good choice.

Not sure if it was before or after the picture but I remember looking at his neck, pointing and possibly even touching him asked if those tattoos were real, he informed me they were not. ((Giggles))

Not pictured in this blog but I have some shitty shots of George shooting hoops during breaks in filming, he literally had a black tank and blue shorts on. Pretty sure it was chilly out there but when you’re as hot as George Clooney you don’t get cold.

Next up is one of my favorites, I couldn’t find the picture of him and it was driving me crazy as I thought maybe I didn’t meet him like I thought I did. After a little more digging I found what I was looking for, fest your eyes on William H. Macy!!

What was really cool was that my friend and I just hung out by the door, we gave him his space and just watched as he (what I’m assuming was) listened to his lines from a tape recorder. Check out the newspaper page below of William, you can see his signature going across his leg on the right.

And last but not least… Sam Rockwell who we grabbed at the end of the day.

Below is his autograph on a typical piece of notebook paper.

I did get a few shots of Michael Jeter but never an autograph or one together, sadly he passed away in 2003 of natural causes after living with HIV.


There you have it folks one of the most exciting, fulfilling, successful stalks I have ever done and one of the FIRST! It’s funny looking back how easy and calm it was, I hardly remember much security as I know there was some, but it was very lax. Now you can’t even get that close and the majority of the celebrities don’t have time to hang around and chit-chat.

I appreciated it then and even more now at the opportunity to have been a part of the action, even if it was for only a couple of days for a few hours.

I want to send a LATE thank you to the city of Cleveland, The Russo Brothers and all the actors, workers, and crew who came into our town and made it memorable.


If you had a good time reading this blog go ahead and follow me on Twitter or Instagram, I promise to be entertaining and hilarious.

Thank you for stopping by! STALK ON!

Stipe Miocic – History in the making.

Congratulations Stipe Miocic on your record breaking fight!

On Saturday, January 20th, 2018 Stipe Miocic, three time heavyweight champion defeated the hard hitting Francis Ngannou for the UFC 220 event in Boston.

ODDS: Ngannou – 180; Miocic +160

Winning that night gave Stipe his third consecutive win, something that hadn’t been done before. He’d been seen as the underdog but it seems that the UFC had their money on Francis as he appeared to be the “next big thing”.

That being said, MY money was on Stipe. Home boy from Euclid, Ohio. We were basically neighbors as I also grew up in the Cleveland/Euclid are.

Years later we would attend the same Highschool, EastLake North. He would graduate two years before me and become something great. Something the city of Eastlake and Cleveland could look up to and be proud of.

I don’t personally remember Stipe, but I am sure we  brushed shoulders (or my shoulder to his waist) on a few random occasions as we roamed the halls in between classes.

Which reminds me, I should pull out my old year books and look for him. Bet that would make a great keepsake with his signature.


5 years ago, back in August the Happy Moose on 306 had a nice little meet and greet with Stipe.

It was very casual and laid back, the anxiety that I had about it was very unnecessary.

They had Stipe and company set up outside on the back patio, it was a beautiful day for some dinner and a stalk.

Stalks that don’t require much stalking are my favorite.

He was very friendly, happy to meet new people and didn’t mind us interrupting his dinner.

This is a page taken right out of my GoneStalking scrapbook.

Thanks for stalkin’ by, please check out the link below to read the first and more detailed blog regarding my interaction with Stipe.

Stipe Miocic

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Also, please feel free to share your Stipe stories with myself and everyone else.





It’s ALWAYS the season for ZOUP!

When you’re eating soup it’s usually under a blanket, snuggled in that favorite spot on the couch trying to stay warm.

Or maybe it’s sipping some chicken noodle, splashing hot broth on you cheek as you try to calm your stomach from that nasty flu bug.

Hardly ever would you see someone going to town on a bowl of soup on a 80° day next to the pool, that’s just crazy.


However, the world is changing and we need to change with it.


Soup isn’t just soup anymore it’s ZOUP, a sexy spin on that tasty winter comfort food.

It’s more than just water downed noodles floating in some salty water, it’s lunch, dinner, and a bedtime snack.

It’s a January through December take your family out to celebrate dads promotion adventure.

If you’re a picky eater like me you tend to stick to the same thing, or at least want a nice variety of choices.

Well, at ZOUP they have hundreds of soups to choose from with a daily rotation of 12 different kinds available.

Their soups are great quality, thick, tasty and always filling AND all soups are served with a fresh piece of bread.  Mmmmmm!

Not sure if you’re going to like a soup, I mean Tomato and Feta sounds delicious but are you willing to get a giant bowl without knowing for sure if it’s going to be that perfect soup for you!

No problem, ask for a sample, try all of them. They encourage that.

Zoup also has choices such as spicy, dairy-free, vegetarian, low-fat and made with gluten- free ingredients if you have a specific diet or taste.

Whether you like, love, or hate soup you still can’t go wrong with this restaurant chain.

Don’t like soup, try one of their freshly made salads, not a fan of eating like a rabbit, have one of their toasted sandwiches.

Want a little bit of everything, take advantage of their TRYTWO! combo and indulge your taste buds.



We had an early volleyball game one night and so there was no time for dinner beforehand.

After three intense games of bumping and spiking my stomach was literally writing it’s last will and testament. My husband had asked me what I wanted for dinner and like always, I couldn’t think of a place.

I wanted something fast and different but also delicious and tasty. Zoup kept popping in and out of my head, we hadn’t had it in awhile and it was definitely something I was craving.

There’s a Zoup near where we live and it was on the way home, so Zoup was where we went.   How convenient! 



Like always and like I remembered, you’re greeted with a warm welcome and a satisfying smell of fresh bread and hot ingredients.

I shuffled myself up to the glass and started reading all the soup choices, I knew what my backup was if I couldn’t find anything to my liking.

Chicken Pot Pie one of my favorites, and it’s ALWAYS in the rotation, add some pie crust to top it off and you’re in heaven.

However, I am also smitten with Tomato Basil and that was on the menu, if you didn’t know already, I am horrible at making timely choices.

After about 10 minutes of me pacing back and forth, moaning and drooling I finally made up my mind. The very patient workers behind the counter were more than happy to help and never tried to hurry me along.

I went with the chicken pop pie (shocker) and added on a chicken caesar salad. Also as an option I was able to upgrade my soup size to a bowl because like I said before…I was starving.

I took my meal home but the low lighting and nice selection of seating within the place is also recommended for an enjoyably dine-in experience.

Zoup has a lot to offer, they do catering, have kids menus, desserts, drinks and more. I highly recommend it.

Check out my local ZOUP and see how they post their daily menu on the website, this way you can plan ahead OR order online!


Thank you for stopping by!  Man! Are you getting hungry? I know just from writing this I’ve worked up an appetite.

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You work two jobs, you MUST be a millionaire.

Yes I have a husband, yes we both work a full 40+ hours at one job, yes we work another 10-15 hours a week at another job… no we don’t have dollar bills leaking from our butts. We actually struggle just like most of society, but it’s our choice and our way of living.

Wait, here… let me back up a little.

We don’t have human kids together (love you Ricky) so we go on vacations, we play sports, we go out to eat and enjoy life. With that comes the cold hard truth of not having a healthy pile of money laying around.

Oh don’t get me wrong, we have a savings and a 401K but when it comes to having a constant flow of cash, well… for us that’s unrealistic.

Also without going into depressing detail, we have some debt. A credit card bill here or there, a loan that just won’t go away, a doctor bill from when you skinned you knee back in 2009.

We work two jobs to help get those bills down, to give us that extra cash to go see a movie, continue to play volleyball on Friday nights and not turn into couch potatoes (though that does sound really enticing right now).

We’ve been in some bad situations, managing money isn’t easy and I’m not gonna lie…you learn the hard way. We’re doing good, we’re almost where we want to be and then maybe we get rid of that second job or we keep it and do more of the things we love to do together.

Working two jobs is exhausting, I get crabby and hate it most days but it’s what WE personally have to do to survive at this moment.

To be honest, I’ve had two jobs most of my life and same with my husband. If you find a place you like and there are perks to working there, sometimes sticking it out isn’t bad.

I worked at a movie theater for years, free movies, I work at an outlet store now, 25% off everything, so in the end you are also saving money.

Good thing I have a RedBull handy most days to get me through both jobs.

8 hours sitting at a desk, certifying fixtures and writing up instructions

5 hours stickering product and stocking shelves 



I remember someone telling me once that we have it better because we are a couple, double income which means we can afford to do things they can’t because they are single. That’s not true, two people means twice as much toilet paper, twice as much water, twice as much pizza being eaten, twice as many car payments, twice as many movie tickets… and on and on and on. Good thing is, is if one of us lost a job or had to miss some time, we do have the others income to help keep us afloat.


Stop using the excuse that you are single as a crutch, I’m learning that we can be our biggest obstacle in life sometimes. And if you want to go on vacations do something about it, cut something out, or put some $$ aside but don’t blame others for why they are succeeding and you’re not.

I hear friends all the time complain they can’t afford this or they don’t have food in the house, no gas to get cigarettes and no money to buy them, yet won’t pick up a second job. I get it, it’s not for everyone but if you want to get out of a hole … sometimes you have to put forth more effort.

If you’re comfortable living pay check to pay check then continue on but for the Dodge household we’d like to put that in the past and work on our future. Remember, money is just money and you want to do things that make you happy. I laugh because I am probably one of the hardest people to get to buy things for myself, ask me when the last time was I bought a pair of underwear? I don’t know.

But, we’re getting off topic here. The reason for this post is try not to assume that just because someone has multiple jobs that they are living luxurious lifestyles. People could be trying to pay off school, putting money towards their cats cremation, Grandma needs a new TV, your crack addiction or whatever it may be,  but good chance it’s NOT for fun.

I’m not actually sure why I even started this post, it kinda snowballed into a rant. That’s embarrassing. I guess maybe because I am at that point where I’d like to have nights and weekends to myself and to focus more on my blogging, currently it’s a struggle.

For the moment we’ll continue to work 2 jobs until it no longer matters, until then .. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be ok.





Cutting your own hair – My Story.


I bring this post to you based on my own personal experiences… Cut thy hair at your own risk.

First let’s start off on cutting someone else’s hair. My husband is 50% bald and his hair is pretty thin. Before I came along he was going to a professional barber shop and paying money for them to use one razor size, move it around his head 10-12 times and collect his money.

We went out and bought a nice little razor kit, with adjustable clips and I have been cutting his hair..FOR FREE for the past 10 years.

It’s pretty easy but you should know there is a little bit of skill required. You want to make sure the hairline is straight, you get all the hair around the ears and that everything is even. It’s hard to mess up, but … you can and I have, like using the wrong size clip…oops!

This idea is great for kids too, especially in the summer time when you buzz the crap out of their head to stay cool.

It’s a great way to save time and money, especially when you are in a pinch.



Moving onto your own hair, in this demonstration we are talking about shorter hair styles.

I’ve had short hair for most of my life and I’m not your typical girly girl, I don’t go to the salon and pay millions of dollars for cuts and colors. I’ll spend $15 at your local Great Clips but my hair grows so fast and thick that I would need to go there a lot to maintain my cut.

Especially now that I went with the stylish shaved side, it would be really silly for me to pay money every week to keep that appearance up.  Plus my hair is short and purposely uneven that it’s hard to mess it up. If the sides start getting too long, I take some scissors and cut a little bit here and there. When my hair starts growing back, I take out the razor and shave it back down.

However, it can only work to a point because eventually the top gets longer, the back is out of control and those are the parts of the hair that you should probably have done by a professional.

Just recently I was having some issues with a a few pieces of hair that would not comb over, they would stick straight up and it was becoming very annoying.  So, I just took some scissors and cut the WHOLE thing off. I recommend not getting too carried away, it can happen to the best of us. One minuet you’re doing a little trimming and the next thing you know you have a sink full of hair.


I must have felt invincible that day and without any proper training continued to hack away at my thick locks. Pretty sure that was a bad idea, because that left me with a spot on my head that looked like fuzzy barbie doll hair.

Good thing for me, I seemed to be the only one that could tell. Haha


Remember, when you finally do get around to actually going somewhere to have it cut… you’ll have to explain to the person what happened.

I just recently went and the first thing I said was “oh, don’t mind that… It was out of control and I cut it off.” She definitely noticed (we shared a chuckle) and as I was walking out the door she told me to never cut my hair again, lol.

The ladies at Great Clips were awesome, we had a great time and laughed a lot. Mostly because I am hilarious but I give them props for having a sense of humor. When all was said and done I left feeling 20 pounds lighter and looked like a human being once again.

I say, If you’re creative and have a little bit of an idea of what you are doing when cutting your own hair, GO FOR IT! Just know when to stop and seek help.


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Sharing Our Guilt And Regrets.


You drank too much the night before and that next morning your anxiety is off the charts because you don’t know what you did or the things you said.

You sit there, wrapped in a blanket on the couch, your hair matted to the side of your head asking your husband if he stills loves you.

He laughs, he’s dealt with you many of times on mornings such as these but he assures you that he still loves you even after your drunken shenanigans.

This is normal, you’re not the first to get drunk, kiss your best friend and show a whole room your pasty breasts.

You won’t be the first and you won’t be the last and as long as you’re not committing murder, crimes, or adultery you’ll be ok.

Things like that we can move on from, you had fun, no harm was done and the next day you’re back to being you.


However there are things we have done that maybe hurt others, caused some type of consequence or maybe a decision you made and can never go back.

Though the world turns, we sometimes don’t turn with it and in order to get peace maybe we need to forgive ourselves and move on.

I am here today to talk about some things that I regret, it’s been years and I think about them often.

My heart hurts and I regret what I did, or did not do. I’m sure these people have moved on and it’s not even an afterthought but maybe if I share how I feel I can get some closure.

You may laugh, they’re pretty petty but I can’t seem to get over them.

Most of these actually stem from getting married and no I don’t regret that for one minuet, it’s things surrounding our marriage and leading up to it that makes me cry on occasion.



  1. I am not your typical girly girl, I don’t require much and having a big wedding with ice sculptors was never in the cards. We did what we wanted to do, fairly cheap and we didn’t need a wedding planner.

We booked everything ourselves, right up to our last minuet bachelor/bachelorette parties.

Our parents helped with some shower details and my Dad pitched in a few bucks for the hall, we had help from friends in other areas..but the rest (from what I can remember) was all us.

I think back, it flowed but it could have been more planned.

2. Picking my bridesmaids: 3 of the ladies I picked couldn’t do it, we were getting married in Vegas so it was difficult for some to get out there.

Being short a girl and running out of time, I picked one of the groomsman’s wives to fill in.

I didn’t care! We were getting married and it’s not like I didn’t know her, we still remain friends to this day.

Thinking back though and wondering, could I have maybe picked my mom or aunt, or one of Pat’s sisters, even my own stepsister at the time wasn’t even a thought.

I regret not making better decisions.


3. The groomsman: Pat had all his guys picked out, he was set and happy. I had suggested my brother be a part of the party but it was Pat’s wedding day too and I wasn’t going to push the subject.

We never even added my brother into the wedding, since it wasn’t traditional and in Vegas there really wasn’t any special parts for anyone.

I think T.J. was hurt at first but shrugs it off like it’s no big deal. But to this day I feel like a sack of shit, I wanted my brother to be involved and somehow I let him down.

My brother is awesome, he’s grown up to be such a man. he has a job, car, home, he has money and a head on his shoulders. He’s bailed us out many times and is always there for us.

I love him and he knows that but this is one decision I regret, he was there for us in Vegas but only as a spectator and I wish I could change that.


4. My stepson Ricky, I wish he could have been apart of the wedding as well, he was younger but I regret not making more of an effort to get him involved. I regret not making more of an effort to have Ricky in my life, he has also turned into a young strapping man and I want him to know I love him.


5. The guest list for the party we had a week later back at home: Between his giant Irish family and my huge Italian family we already had a ton of people on the guest list, add that together with our friends and it was very difficult to narrow it down.

I look back. there were a a few co-workers I had invited that didn’t show. Co-workers who I don’t even see or talk to to this day, people that treated me like shit at my job but yet made the list over one special person…  My dad’s cousin Cindy.

She was always my favorite growing up but I hadn’t seen here in a few years and she didn’t make the cut. To this day I regret not having her on the list, I wish I would have thought it more through. I can’t really remember all the details of the guest list but it breaks my heart to know she wasn’t apart of our special day.


6. Pictures: We went the cheap rout, had the photographer for a few hours in the beginning and then that was it. She asked who I wanted special pictures with, I don’t remember what I said but I can tell you who we didn’t get pictures with.

My grandma now deceased, my grandpa now deceased, my moms partner a second mom to me, Carole, now deceased, my mother in law, now deceased. I don’t have any pictures with my mom or dad, my brother, step son or really my sister.

I regret not being more aware, I regret not having someone one grab me and say “Hey, let’s get some pictures with your family” I regret all of that.


7. We did a dance number as the wedding party was announced, did I give anyone the heads up to video tape it? No, I regret that. I do believe I have video of it somewhere as my friend was able to sprint over and get most of it and I am not even sure I know where that video is.


8. Following my dreams more. I wanted to be famous by 18, I am now 34 and have accomplished nothing close to that.


9. Being a better wife. I can be pretty shitty sometimes, putting others before my husband and our relationship. He’s the one that matters at the end of the day and he needs to know that.


10. Spending more time with the ones I love. Should have done more with my brother when he was younger.

Same thing with some of my cousins. My grandfather who lived down the road, but only saw on holidays my Aunt Barb who after my grandma died haven’t seen much of.



Those are some of mine. I apologize, it was only supposed to be 2 or 3 but I got a little emotional and carried away.

And as I sit here trying to finish this nasty White India Pale Ale my brother left at my house yesterday I realize how lucky I am. Take a deep breath. Live in the now.

Things can be worse.

I’m sure I will still struggle with some of these things because most memories you can’t recreate.  But we can find new things to help us move forward.

My regrets are small, I can live with them, I HAVE lived with them I just wish I wouldn’t always think back and continue to have these horrible feelings.

Maybe opening up to strangers will help, letting those ones I’ve neglected know how I feel and getting some sort of comfort that they have forgiven me as I am trying to forgive myself.



I hope this can help you, maybe there’s something on your chest, some guilt you want to talk about and you’ve never had the moment to let it all hang out.

Use this post as that outlet, I am usually better at helping others than I am myself.

Thank you for reading.



Everything you need to know about a Himalayan Salt Lamp


People went crazy when these salt bricks came on the scene awhile back but there was some talk that they were fake and the craze kinda died down.

Something happened and once again these tasty treats are back and better than ever. I know this, I work at a bargain outlet store and we can’t keep these humps of salt on the shelves.

These precious glowing salt mounds are supposed to help give you a better nights sleep, purify the air, balance out electromagnetic radiation, calm your allergies and asthma, boost energy and many more fun healthy things your body and mind are lacking.

That information might be all well and good but I can’t contest to any of that…yet.


Just the other day my husband broke down and bought two lumpy salt piles for our apartment ($9.99 where I work + employee discount, so… Less than that). We’re hoping what we read is true and we can begin to turn back our life clocks and start to feel better.

So, currently I don’t have much to report on as it hasn’t even been a full week but I can tell you some very important information regarding these lamps.


1) These bitches weigh like a ton, is it the salt, is it the light, is it the base? All I know is I had to carry two of those up the stairs and I wasn’t having it.

2) They light up the whole fucking room. They say to sleep with it on and that’s great for some but for most…a dark room is required to fall asleep. I didn’t have a problem with it but then I can fall asleep almost anywhere.


3) They are hot to the touch, I would let them cool down before you put your filthy mitts all over it.

4)  They definitely have a salty taste to them, I also think I might have burned the tip of my tongue. I also suggest tasting the lamp after it has cooled down.



We have been turning ours off at night and when we leave for work because I don’t want them burning the apartment down. Will they burn it down? I don’t know, but leaving things plugged in and on while I am not at home makes me nervous.

I also don’t know if they shrink or stop working after so long, don’t want to waste up precious salt lamp hours when we’re not around.

They come with a bulb that looks pretty standard, when that goes… just stick anther one in it.

There is also a nice little switch on the cord that you can turn on and off, this way you can keep it plugged in if you must.


Well I hope you enjoyed this useful information!


Talk at ya later.

Things about me to make you feel uncomfortable.

I saw this on Enele Ogah’s blog the other day, she encouraged me to fill it out.  So here I am. It’s been a hot minuet since I’ve completed one of these bad boys, hope you enjoy.



What are you wearing?

  • Blue hooded Adidas pullover, blue jeans with my blue Nike’s that have a hole in the toe that I am insecure about. That’s what I was wearing yesterday when I started this post, I am now wearing my dead grandpas favorite black and red flannel over a Cleveland Browns Shirt. The same blue jeans from yesterday because I suck at life, and a different pair of blue Nike’s.

Ever been in love?

  • Yes, currently with my husband.
  • Yes, currently with Jack Nicholson.


Ever had a terrible breakup?

  • Nope.. Well, there were shitty 2nd grade breakups that don’t count. My husband is my first real relationship and we are still going strong.


How tall are you?

  • Tall isn’t a word I’m usually associated with. I think, 5’1″-ish


How much do you weigh?

  • Well. If you must know. I have no clue at the moment. I usually fluctuate between short and stubby and short and chunky (135-155 lbs).



Any tattoos?

  • Hells yeah. 3, wow. Soo many. My first one when I was 18 are music notes on the left side of my lower abdomen. My 2nd is a set of paw prints starting at the right top of my booty running up my lower back. Last but not least, I have a girl volleyball player on my right shoulder blade. I want more, I’d like to get a sleeve but I’m broke and very anal about picking the right tattoo.

Any piercings?

  • 6 in my right ear, 5 in my left.


OTP (One True Pairing: what’s your favorite fictional couple)

  • Eh, don’t think I have one.


Favorite show

  • I watch a shit ton of TV. Probably The Walking Dead, American Horror Story is right up there too.


Favorite bands?

  • Maroon 5
  • Hanson
  • Alanis Morissette is not a band but she’s MY FAVORITE!!


Something you miss?

  • My Grandma
  • My cat Homer
  • Carole, my mothers partner
  • My Grandpa
  • The relationship I once had with my mom.
  • Having the time to read, play video games, and chill.


Favorite song?

  • Can’t think of a favorite but at the moment I am obsessed with Sia’s new Snowman song that just came out.


How old are you?

  • 34 and still going…


Zodiac sign?

  • The naked lady (Virgo)


Favorite Quote? 

  • Don’t think I have one.


 Favorite actor/actress?

  • Actor: Jack Nicholson
  • Actress: Whoopi Goldberg , though that was a million years ago and I’m not as obsessed as I was back then. I really like Melissa McCarthy now.


Favorite color?

  • Blue
  • Green – I also fancy green.


Loud music or soft?

  • This is a weird question, both.


Where do you go/what do you do when you’re sad?

  • Wherever I happen to be when I am sad. Life goes on.


How long does it take you to shower?

  • When I shower? Ahhh, depends if I am washing my hair or how many cracks, crevices, and limbs I have to shave.


 Ever been in a physical fight?

  • Sorta…


Turn on?

  • ((Giggles)) – Giggling does not turn me on, I am just giggling at what actually turns me on. (Wouldn’t you like to know?)


Turn off?

  • Stupidity
  • Know it alls
  • People who are mean for no reason
  • Dirty balls


 The reason I joined YouTube?

  • To make a name for myself, that’s going soo well.



  • Spiders
  • Dying


Last thing that made you cry

  • It was a TV show I think… no movie, it was the most current of The Planet of the Apes, cried three separate times I believe.


 Last time you said you loved someone?

  • Sometime today to my husband.


 Meaning behind your YouTube/Blogging Name?

  • GoneStalking. I stalk celebrities and blog about my experience. I got the name from Gone Fishing, you know the sign people would put in their doors at work when they are closed for the day. Thought it was nifty.


 Last book you read?

  • Stephen Kings Finders Keepers.


 The book you’re currently reading?

  • Stephen Kings, Fire Starter. Started but haven’t gotten very far. Too busy to read. ((sad face))


Favorite Book?

  • Don’t really have one. Under the Dome by Stephen King was really good.


Last show you watched

  • Does kinda watching a show your husband was watching count? It was Green Arrow, the last one I purposely watched was I think… Family Guy.


 Last person you talked to?

  • My co-worker Mike.


 The relationship between you and the person you last texted

  • My boss. He’s a pretty sweet dude.


 Favorite food?

  • Hmmm. I love food. Pizza is yummy, I like a good chicken burrito bowl, chips and queso are my weakness. Mostly anything with cheese.


  Place you want to visit?

  • Italy maybe.


Last place you were?

  • I guess the Music Box Supper Club, last night stalking Jeff Daniels.


 Do you have a crush?

  • No


Last time you kissed someone?

  • This morning, no tongue action.


 Favorite flavor of sweet?

  • …Dark Chocolate.


What instruments do you play?

  • Drums all day long.
  • Guitar, I can pluck a few chords.
  • Piano, I know like one song.


Favorite piece of jewelry?

  • Not a jewelry gal. I guess my wedding ring.


Last sport you played?

  • Volleyball


Last song you sang?

    • Jimmy Eat Word, Sweetness.


Favorite chat up line?

  • No.


Have you ever used it?

  • No


Last time you hung out with anyone

  • Last night, stalking in Downtown Cleveland.


 What I like and dislike about Lagos

  • I don’t know what this means.


Should parents always beat their children?

  • Always is the key word here. Only when they deserve it and by beat.. I don’t mean punching them in the face 40 times. But if they act up, they need a good smack. Kids these days are out of control, they are tiny little evil killers.


 Who should answer these questions next? 

  • You!


Jeff Daniels, Fool Me Twice.

Jeff Daniels



It was Thursday evening (11/16/17), we bundled up and headed out into the cold Cleveland night to hopefully get more than just a glimpse of Jeff Daniels.

It was about a 30 minuet drive, give or take a few minor re-routing situations.

(If you are unaware, we attended the Ben Daniels Band show a few years back. We also attempted a stalk. Click HERE for that story.)

We made it to Music Box Supper Club a smidge after 6, that would give us 2 hours before the 8pm show to hopefully snag Jeff.

$6 to park, very reasonable and it was literally like 40 feet from the building.. you couldn’t beat it.

There was a small white van parked next to a slightly larger blank van, we feared the band was already inside. We decided to wait it out, one can never be too sure.

It never rained but it was brisk and the cold was seeping into our souls, luckily for us we had the beautiful skyline to keep us company.

During this time some activity was going on outside the black bus, people kept getting on and off.

It was dark and since we were unfamiliar with the Ben Daniels band and its members we were nervous about approaching anyone without knowing their name.

A quick Google search did us no good, at one point a female got off the bus and walked by us. Pretty sure she was part of the band but we panicked and let her go by.

Shortly after that another gentleman came out of the building, he went to the white van and came back.

So I puffed out my chest and asked if he was a member of the band. He said yes, so I followed that up if we could get a picture with him.

He was very awkward, was wondering why we would want a picture, I informed him he could say no but he said yes and then asked if we were going to the show… in all that talking he slowly backed up to the door and disappeared.

Turns out he was with the other band, Davina and The Vagabonds, who also had a gig that night.

We noticed two other guys come out and grab something from the white van, we think they might have been Zack Lozier – trumpet & vocals and Steve Rogness – trombone & vocals but that’s just a guess.

More movement from the black van, which we now assessed as the Ben Daniels band van, we just didn’t know where Jeff was.

Was he in the van, was he inside already… maybe he was going to roll up 30 seconds before showtime in a fancy car with tinted windows and rush inside.

We didn’t know and it was getting closer to 8.


There was more moment from the bus, people getting on and off but no Jeff yet.

At about 7:35pm, Shari heard the bus door open up. She peered around the corner and spoke frantically “Lauren, I think that’s Jeff!”, I then poked my head over in the buses direction.

I stepped off the cement and into the parking lot, never passing the white pole or approaching them in anyway.

All I could see was the back of someones head locking the bus door while a younger kid held open the secret side venue entrance.

I was 99.9% sure it was Jeff but without seeing his face, I didn’t want to call out his name.

I think part of me felt good about this situation,  I felt that he would turn around, gesture for us to come over or at least indulge us with some witty conversation.

To find out what happens NEXT please continue to read.

Jenna who was with us, yelled “Jeff” and ran but he never turned. When he started to move towards the door I could see the side of his face and knew it was him.

I said “Hey Jeff, can we get a picture real quick?” He never looked over, he never waived, he never said hi, he didn’t even flinch as he walked in.

The younger guy, who I assume was his son Ben held the door for him.

He looked over, locking his dead, cold eyes with mine and once Jeff was in the building he followed right behind, closing the door forever.

We waited a couple more minutes, I sent them a Tweet and decided to see if maybe they felt bad for ignoring us and would come back out.

With frozen toes and a broken heart we got in our car and left, as we were pulling out Shari saw what looked like Ben come out and head back to the van. That sly son of a bitch.


Well Jeff, you did it again. You ignored your fans, not once but twice.

We gave you the benefit of the doubt and thought we’d catch you before the show, less people, less attention…easy peezy.  But you clearly wanted no part of it.

What’s worse was that you were in that bus the whole 2 hours we waited outside for you and then you could not even give us the satisfactory of a wave.

We never approached the van, we gave you your space and even when you came out we didn’t come rushing. Just 3 cute gals all bundled up looking to snag a selfie.

You don’t owe us anything but as an artist, actor, and musician it kind of comes with the territory.

This is something we won’t forget and don’t worry, the next time you’re in Cleveland traveling as your sons sidekick, we won’t bother you.

Huge shutout to Music Box Supper Club! Everyone is always polite, parking is super affordable and the atmosphere (even on the outside) is magical. Check out their upcoming concerts here!



Thank you everyone for sticking around, sorry it was an uneventful night.  Please stay tuned for more stalking stories as well as some more personal blogs from myself.