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.

 

MY RECENT TRIP

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. So 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.

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.

BUT…

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.

 

#Rantover

 

 

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.

 

NOW…

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

Also 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.

 

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-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.

 

-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. I was short a girl and I picked one of the groomsman’s wives to fill in. I didn’t care, I was getting married and I knew her and we still remain friends so it’s not like it didn’t matter. I think back though and wonder 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.

 

-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.

 

-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.

 

-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 was 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.

 

-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.

 

-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.

 

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

 

-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.

 

-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.

 

So. 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 that you should know.

 

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 fifty 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.

 

 Fears?

  • 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

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It was Thursday evening (11/16/17), we bundled up and headed out into the cold Cleveland night. 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 it’s 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 blew some air into my balls 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 7:35, 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 and then a younger kid holding 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.

 

STALK YA LATER!

Jeff Daniels: A Second Chance.

A little over two years ago Shari and I got tickets to see Jeff Daniels perform at Music Box Super Club, you can check out that blog post here.

We initially were there for the stalk but sometimes you just have to bite the bullet and support the musicians, show them some love and hopefully they continue to visit Cleveland.

 

If you are not familiar with Jeff Daniels, you may know him from his popular 1994 role as Harry Dunne in Dumb and Dumber.

 

While I was combing through the possible celebrity stalk list, Jeff popped back up. I pondered the thought and then moved on, if you haven’t checked the old blog yet I’ll fill you in real quick. After the show we went out back to try to meet Jeff, he came out to say “hello” to a few friends and then hopped in his car and left. As always, a failed stalk leaves us feeling a bit salty. So, with this stirring up old feelings I wasn’t sure if I wanted to drive back out to Cleveland only to get denied again. But in this line of business, yes… I said business you just don’t give up.

 

A day or so later Shari had contacted me about Jeff, we talked and didn’t know if he was worth another try. After some thought, we’ve decided to give him a second chance.

Jeff will be back at Music Box Supper Club, Thursday the 16th. The plan is to hit him up before his 8 o’clock show, hopefully it won’t be as cold and dark as the last time.

 

Before show stalks are a little tricky but if you time it right…it can bode better for everyone.

Pros:

  • Usually, warmer and not as dark.
  • There’s less likely to be a crowd, if any at all.
  • They are not rushing to leave because they have a flight to catch.
  • Sometimes it takes them longer to come out, could be a meet and greet, they are packing up, mingling or taking a shower. So it can get very late, you usually have to set a time you’re willing to stay till.

 

Cons:

  • You can miss them totally. If you get there late and they are already inside, there’s a good chance they are NOT coming back out.
  • They are running late, meaning they roll up minuets before their gig and go right inside.

 

That is all for now, I’ll make sure to update everyone on our adventure…. good or bad.

 

STALK YA LATER!

 

Below I’ve added some video of our 2015 encounter with Jeff, please enjoy!

 

Jeff performs with his son Ben.

 

Jeff ditching out on some fan love.

Maintaining a regular blog

Happy Monday,

So here I am. I want to blog about the random, scary, and inappropriate thoughts that float around inside my head. Most of these thoughts suffocate never to be seen or heard from, not until the next morning when I have my first bowel movement, but even then it’s too late to share em.

 

I sit here, trying to work but all I can think about is writing. I come here to write but I feel guilty about not getting any work done, this is clearly going to be a vicious cycle.

 

I’ve read those above 93 words over and over and over again, get tired and then go back to calibration documents and excel charts. I come back and have a tiny monologue with myself about the use of “bowel movement”… more gross than funny? I clearly see my tiny corn filled ideas floating around in a white pool of water with little X’s over their eyes but to others those creative little poop guys I see soo sharp in my mind look like regular brown turds lacking fiber. So here I’m torn with even keeping the sentence in there. *Whispers* (I’m keeping the sentence in there)

 

If I go down this path of regular blogging, am I committed enough to post on a daily basis? My heart is like “HELLS YEAH” and then aggressively high fives me.

 

 

My brain has a sit down conversation with me on how consistently blogging looks unrealistic for my near future…

 

“Lauren. This sounds great and all but tell me when you’re going to find time to write?”

“Shit, I mean I’ve thought about this before but I can probably make it work.”

“Monday, you work till 4 and then have an hour to maybe eat and fix your fro in the mirror before you go to bowling. After bowling, well you usually go to bed.”

“I can do it at bowling, I’ve done it before.” I say feeling proud of myself.

“Correct, you have, but it’s rude. Your friends try to talk to you and you’re face is buried in your iPad, plus, you can’t really focus on your game OR your writing… can you?”

“No. How about Tuesda—-”

“Tuesday you were going to say? Tuesdays you work a double, by the time you get home it’s right to bed for you.” A slight pause  “Maybe Wednesday, depending on what time your volleyball game is after work. If it’s early, you’re rushing around trying to eat something and then you’re out the door. If it’s late, you sometimes go into your 2nd job for more hours or you look for something to eat and dick around on social media… So, maybe Wednesday. We’ll hold off on that one.”

“Ok, maybe Wednesdays.”

“Thursdays, work 8-9 hours and then you go to the bowing alley to watch Patrick bowl. You don’t have to but, he likes when you’re up their cheering him on. Plus you get to eat bowling alley food and drink for free because the guys love you. Thursday is also an option…”

“Yeah, Thursdays are fun.”

“Fridays… the usual work and then volleyball. Same thing with how late the games are, you may go into job #2 because you need the money or you’ll sit on the couch and veg with Patrick because you have 1 million recorded shows on your DVR you have to watch.”

“I can’t tell, am I crying or is it you?”

“Saturday, every Saturday you work your 2nd job and what you do after that depends on the weekend plans but usually it’s home to die… and do you want to talk about Sundays?”

“Not really…”

“Sundays you get up super early and go tailgating when the Browns are in town, at least you get to drink because the pain afterwards is usually too much to bare. You get home, eat a whole pizza, watch more shows or football and then go to bed to die. Somewhere in between you’ve maybe fed the cats/turtle, showered, did laundry or dishes, sat down, or took a breath. 4 1/2 hours later you alarm goes off, it’s Monday and you’ve started that all over again. If you’re lucky the cat puke you’ll step in on your way to the bathroom won’t be super gooey and that body you’ve neglected to wash for 36 hours will be good enough for one more shower-less day, saving you time to run and snag a Red Bull before your shift starts… that’s if your bank card doesn’t decline…again.”

The End..or is it?

 

As you can see folks, that’s my schedule in a nutshell, give or take a few random occurrences.  There are definitely loop holes and plenty of opportunities to get some writing in but usually when that happens I am just soo exhausted that writing is the last thing on my tired mind. I’ve tried to sneak in it at work but that’s unfair to myself and my place of employment… so I steer clear of that.

 

 

IN CONCLUSION

 

 

I’ve come up with a few ways to help myself overcome this dilemma and find some time for myself and writing. Hopefully these can help you too!

  1. Jot down a few ideas, make a list of topics to write about. Pick ONE idea and periodically throughout the day think about it, if you have time… begin to write. I feel once you get those creative juices flowing it’s easier to just get to work rather then sitting at your screen thinking of something. I’ve done that where I’ll think of something all day and put together a little story in my head, it’s actually getting motivated to take that extra step and start the blogging process.
  2. Finding the time: This is a hard one. You have to be willing to give some things up, or cut some things short without turning your life upside down. For example. Maybe I can skip out on watching my husband bowl here and there, or making an hour designated to my writing directly after work or before dinner.
  3. Don’t force it, if it’s not flowing then walk away but if those ideas come flooding in just have some paper/computer handy to get everything down.

 

What are some good ideas that you as a busy blogger use to help you maintain a regular blogging lifestyle? I’d LOVE to hear them.

 

Thank you for stopping by!

 

An absence in stalking.

Hello fellow stalkers,

Have you missed me? Probably not.

I’ve been on Twitter for quite some time now but I have currently started interacting with fellow bloggers. I want to start daily (LOL) blogging about feelings and crap and it might not ALL be about the “stalkin'”, however my intentions are to keep it close if I can.

 

Let’s start off by filling everyone in real quick… eh?

 

2 years ago I promised you blogs on the following

  • Finesse Mitchell
  • Joe Machi and John Crist
  • Shawn Colvin
  • Sean Hurwitz
  • Tom Papa
  • John Caparulo
  • Mike Armstrong and Herbie Gill
  • T.L.C. and Nacho Extreme
  • Amy Schumer

 

Took this Engagement like photo with Finesse Mitchell back in 2015 after he performed at Hilarities.

My gal pal Holly and I getting all snuggles with comedian Joe Machi after his show. I then jumped in with John Crist (white guy) annnd I don’t know the other guys name, they were the opening acts at Hilarities back in 2015.

Singer Shawn Colvin after her performance in New York for the Lincoln Center Out of Doors concert back in 2015. It was a free concert, we were actually there to snag Fiona Apple but she slipped through the cracks.

Sean Hurwitz from Smash Mouth and singer Suzi Oravec performed at Scenes Pig and Whiskey festival in Willoughby back in 2015.

  • Tried to get the lead singer but he disappeared, Sean was nice enough to stick around and meet all the fans. He even interacted with a child.
  • Suzi is a Cleveland gal that sings country and was a blast to take pictures with.

Comedian Tom Papa after his act at Hilarities back in 2015.

Smiles with John Caparulo after his comedy act back in 2015 at Hilarities.

Comedians Mike Armstrong and Herbie Gill after their act back in 2015 at the HardRock Casino.

The beautiful ladies of TLC, Chilli and T-Boz and then with Nacho Extreme, good friends and security on The WahlBurgers.

  • Shari and I went to the concert, it was TLC, NKOTB, and Nelly.
  • Paid $99 for meet and greet passes, no stalking was involved for TLC.
  • Barley House in Cleveland had an event after the concert, rumors of the NKOTB clan would be there. $10 cover charge, stayed awhile but there was no signs of the boy band. Did get to meet Henry Nacho from The Wahlburgers, not a total loss.

Stalker in crime Shari grinning ear to ear with Amy Schumer after her comedy act at Playhouse Square back in 2015.

  • I was supposed to be at this show but she had rescheduled the original date and the new one fell when I was on vacation.
  • Definitely one I regret, because Amy is hilarious as balls. I loved her on season 5 of last comic standing a million years ago and have been a fan since.
  • She did an HBO special, pictures and video from her meeting Shari in Cleveland made it on the opening credits. I have video of it somewhere…it will probably never get posted. 🙁

 

A couple extras that happened after the fact.

Bobby Collins was a delight to meet, the comedian took pictures after his show at Hilarities.

 

The below collage of photos took place at The Lake County Captains, Cleveland Sports History Night

Former Indians player Ellis Burks.

Former Indians player Len Barker

Former Cavaliers  Jim Chones.

Former Cavaliers Campy Russel

 Former Browns players Greg Pruitt and Mike Pruitt.

Cleveland State University Head Coach Dennis Felton.

John Carroll University Head Coach Mike Moran

 

A couple of failed stalks include:

  • Chris Rock / Total Blackout Tour. It was a cold and rainy day. We drove down to Cleveland before the show, PAID to park and waited for Chris to arrive at the Playhouse Square. 3 of us huddled under 1 umbrella that was now turned upside down from the dramatic winds. At one point we ran back to our car because the rain was soo heavy, but when we saw a car pull up we darted back across the street to try for the stalk. Pretty sure it was Chris, I don’t remember if we saw him get out or not. We left shortly after, drenched and defeated.
  • Shari went back the next day and tried again, this time I do believe she saw Chris but he kept on walking.
  • Found out Dave Chappelle, Arsenio Hall, and Ardie Fuqua were all surprise guests on this particular night in Cleveland.
  • Hall who is a Cleveland native tweeted about his experience.

 

  • Howie Mandel. Performed at the Hardrock Rocksino last year about this time.
  • We got there early to catch him before the show. He pulled up, pretended he was on his phone and walked by…NEVER even looked up to acknowledged us. It was rude.

 

  • Mary J. Blige / Strength of a Woman Tour. Performed at the Hardrock Rocksino.
  • Got there early, missed her going in. Stayed till the end of the show but security pushed us SOOO FAR BACK we didn’t stand a chance. Saw what we thought was her leave, get in the bus we thought was hers annnnd… jumped in our car to follow until our exit came up. Went home tired and defeated.

 

Some upcoming stalks include:

  • Johnny Mathis. I’ve been a fan of Johnny since I was a child, on Christmas Eve we’d all sing along to his Christmas VHS tape. His Christmas album is one of my favorites and I listen to it religiously during the holidays.
  • Johnny has been performing at the Playhouse Square for quite some time now when I finally realized it was time for a stalk.
  • A few years back…Hanson was also performing the night Johnny was and we decided to make it a 2 for 1, snag Hanson (At HOB) before the show super early and then hit up Johnny at the Playhouse. However Hanson came out later than usual and by the time we made it back to the Playhouse Johnny was already inside. We waited for a little, tried to get some of the workers to get him to come out but it never happened. Unfortunately, we were also seeing the Hanson show (and still had to snag the two other brothers) that we could not come back for Johnny.
  • Fast forward. Johnny will be back in Cleveland Friday, November 3rd. With such short notice, little money, and an early volleyball game I don’t think I am going to make it this time around either. I was actually looking forward to going to the show as he will be performing his new album The Great New American Songbook.

 

  • Nick Offerman / Full Bush Tour. He will be at the Playhouse Square on November 19th, I’d actually really like to see the show. I am working on getting tickets now but if not, I’d love to meet Nick, he’s hilarious.

 

  • Fred Willard / An Evening with Fred Willard. Another Playhouse Square performer, he will be in Cleveland on December 30th.
  • Ticket prices are $18 in advance and $20 at the door, seems very reasonable.
  • “We’re extremely proud to have comedy legend and Shaker Heights native Fred Willard joining us for the 2017 Cleveland Comedy Festival for a fun and engaging evening that celebrates his amazing career in film, TV, sketch and improv comedy.  The show will feature video clips from Fred’s most notable appearances as well as open, un-scripted conversation with Fred facilitated by WCPN Sound of Ideas host and Plain Dealer columnist Mike McIntyre.  You know Fred, you love Fred, join us in the Outcalt Theatre for a great evening with America’s favorite comedic everyman.” – Playhouse Square

 

These are just to name a few as there are others I have yet to fully look over and put down on paper.

 

Scheduling is hard.

Cleveland is far.

Parking isn’t cheap.

 

Above are some of the conflicts I am faced with when deciding on my next victim, but with a little better planning and a positive attitude anything is possible.

 

Once again, thank you for you time.

Don’t forget to SHARE, LIKE, and COMMENT.

 

Stalk ya later!