Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Help Us Settle a Bet

While watching an old Parks and Recreations last night, a guest on the show got Mr. G and I arguing.  We need outside help to solve this argument.

Does this woman:

look more like Juliette Lewis?

Or Lea Michelle?

Help me prove to my husband that he is wrong.

Thank you kindly, now back to your regularly scheduled Tuesdays.


Friday, October 26, 2012


TGI mother fuckaaaaaas

Big plans tonight to celebrate the end of the work week!

Post work run.  
Followed by homemade seafood risotto and a cocktail.
Followed by the most wonderful movie of all of the autumn.

Followed by snoozing on the couch with my man and an early bedtime.

If I am lucky I will find time to practice my sock bun as well.  But it is already shaping up to be a pretty wild Friday night, so we will see.

Party hardy,

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Don't Stop

No matter how tired you are and how much you are dragging ass, there is nothing quite like hearing Journey on your way into work in the morning to put a little pep in your step.

Happy humpday, people.

Monday, October 22, 2012

WIENERS (and winners)

Yesterday I had the privilege of participating in the Hallo-wiener hustle.

This elite race consists of a 4 person relay, at the end of which before you pass off your baton to the next runner you must run into a bar and eat a hot dog and chug a beer.

We sure know how to keep it fun in these here parts.

Our team name was "Show me your wiener."

We checked in and were given directions.  I was the anchor runner so I had some time to sit and watch how this whole thing was done.  I was nervous about being able to drink a beer and eat a hot dog after my leg but I pulled it off like a champ.

They do not post individual legs of the race, but I am pretty sure I ran my mile and a quarter and chugged my beer and ate my wiener (ha) in a total of about 11 minutes.

Which helped my team (possibly falsely) get first place for females.

We (again, possibly falsely) won a gift certificate for being the first finishing female team (say that ten times fast), but the real prize was meeting the overall second place winners of the race.

Overall, not a bad way to spend a Sunday morning.

Happy Monday!

Friday, October 19, 2012

PB Fail

If you were wondering, yes, the holidays are right around the corner.

Being the organized individual that I am, I emailed the PB family asking what the Thanksgiving/Solstice/Hanukkah/Christmas schedule and food plan was (I need to menu plan, people). I also asked for the holiday wish lists from my family (I hate crowds, let's get that shit bought and wrapped before "Black Friday" even rolls around) and sent them mine. 

The list I sent was:

-Garmin run watch
-kindle fire
-gift cards to iTunes and Sephora

This is the chain of emails I received back from the PB clan.

My dad and my sister are very loving, can you tell?  And my dad has a pretty dreamlike holiday wish list.  And mamma PB has no earthly idea what is going on. "What is kindle fire??" Bless her heart.

Which reminds me, I have a future blog coming up titled "Things you grew up hearing as a Pinkson-Burke that no one else on the planet has ever heard."

Happy Friday, folks!


Monday, October 15, 2012


How to survive a quick work trip to Phoenix:

Take advantage of your down time.

Get some tan lines.

Take a ride across the desert. (Preferably on a horse with no name.)

When crashing an $80,000 bar mitzvah, be discrete.

And make new friends who like work happy hour as much as you do.

Glad to be back home,

Tuesday, October 9, 2012


The typical Sunday at Goodwin Ranch is such a different experience for the two residents living there.

I understand that some people like a lazy day on Sunday.  I respect that.  I like to be a little lazy too.  

But I also like to, I don't know, breathe actual fresh air.  Brush my teeth.  Get dressed.

Generally on Sundays I sleep in a bit late (10) and lounge in bed for a solid 20 minutes, then get up and wash the dishes.  Then I proceed to clean the ranch.  Then I eat something of some sort to fuel me through the run I go on next.  After my run I relax in a hot shower and then do laundry.  I follow this titillating experience by working on copious amounts of homework.  I break from doing homework to go bake something (muffins for the week, etc) and start Sunday supper (think meatloaf, chili, stew, shepherd's pie.  Details are important here).   Sprinkled in between all of these activities are plenty of netflixed TV shows.  And I should note that I do my homework in bed generally.  So I am getting some "rest" in there as well.

But now let's look at Mr. G's general Sundays:

He wakes up around 8 and gets cereal and watches some reality cooking competition.  That is followed by 4 more episodes of the same show.  Then he switches it up to "Dirty Jobs."  Late morning he might decide to put in some football game into his play station.  Then he will reheat some pizza or make a grilled cheese.  He might help me sweep or put away the recycling.  While I am out running he will go back to a TV show, maybe "Trailer Park Boys" or more "Hells Kitchen/Master Chef/Chopped/Iron Chef/Top Chef/Kitchen Nightmare/No Reservations."  He generally switches out the laundry for me.  Then back to the tv show.  Around 3 pm he will again switch over to NFL on the video games, and then will either grab a milk or a beer.  Repeat until 7 pm when I sit down with him on the couch with dinner and force him to watch something that I want.**

Not once does he get dressed.  Nor does he brush his teeth. Rarely will he step foot outside.

It's a rough life for my husband, I tell you.

**It should be noted that this Sunday I broke Mr. G out of his routine.  I brought him to not one but TWO breweries for beer and food and fun.  CHAMP.  (I am sure he will make up for this by not leaving the house what so ever next Sunday).

Peace out cub scouts.

Thursday, October 4, 2012


It has been wet and damp here in the great state of Vermont for the last week or so.  And quite frankly, I am sick of it.

Good thing I will be relaxing here next week

with the weather shaping up to be quite nice

all compliments of the office.

Of course, I will be working the majority of the week, but my goal is to get a little color in my off time.

Tan fat is happy fat, folks.