I’d like to introduce you to my new obsession. It’s called Funny Farm, and it is quite possibly the most addicting and equally frustrating game you’ll ever play. It’s a giant word puzzle that begins with the term “On the Farm” (hence the name I suppose…at least the “Farm” part). As you guess more words and terms, you begin to open more areas of the puzzle containing different topics. This game is great to play with friends…in fact, it’s encouraged. So send this blog to a couple of your friends and let the fun begin!
p.s. Word from the wise: if you hope to do even the slightest amount of work on the job, I suggest waiting until you get home to play Funny Farm…it’s that addicting!
I don’t know how I ever convinced Mr. PC to take me to see Dirty Dancing “The classic story on stage” when is was so openly touted as an exciting musical performance, but I did. And it was lovely. I’d like to preface this review by alerting those who are looking for a dynamic take on the 1987 classic that is really is like watching the movie performed on live stage. There are minimal differences, in many cases, the script being lifted right from the original. But as a little girl growing up in KY with big dreams like any other, I fell in love all over again with romance and ‘cheese’ of Baby and Johnny. The cast was so delicately chosen that at times it was hard to realize that you weren’t in fact experiencing the original. Amanda Leigh Cobb brilliantly portrayed the shy, clumsy footed Baby, even succeeding in the awkward hairstyle and over-the-top attempt of ‘cool dance moves.’ For last night’s performance, Johnny was played by the understudy Samuel Pergande. I’m not sure how the usual lead performs, but Johnny was as sexy, cool and standoffish as usual. What’s more, Pergande interacted so naturally with the cast that without the insert into my Playbill explaining so I would never have realized I was watching an understudy. Continue reading
Ah, March is such a welcomed month all around, but particularly in Boston. First and foremost, March brings with it St. Patty’s day, and with that the BIGGEST celebration outside of Ireland. I didn’t partake this year, in part because it was a Tuesday, but mostly because I’m not cool enough to hang with the drunken college kids decked in green anymore (or I don’t want to?). We also enjoy the first official day of Spring, even if that means 30 degree weather and the threat of snow in Boston (yes, we’re that lucky), and of course, March Madness and the endless bracket pools and profanity at losses, upsets and triumphs. Seeing as my alma mater managed to lose a bid to the tourney for the first time in 17 years, I also decided to sit that one out this year (no bitterness in my tone here, blargh!). But there is one thing I could NEVER sit the bench for, enter, Boston Restaurant Week!
Many cities participate in their own version of restaurant week, but for those of you who don’t know, restaurant week is a phenomenal occasion in which Boston’s otherwise unaffordable-to-the-rest-of-us restaurants open their doors to the masses with a menu sampler at fixed prices. A three course lunch will run you $20.09 and a 3-4 course dinner will break the bank at a whopping $33.09. This presents an opportunity to test Boston’s finest at a fraction of the menu price. Of course, a few snooty waiters will not hide the disappointment in their voice when you request the prix fixe menu, but all in all it is an experience with fantastic service, outstanding food and a bill that won’t cause a premature heart attack. Occuring 2x a year, restaurant week could not be more welcomed in this poor excuse for an economy, and I’d venture to say that even restaurant owners are breathing a little sigh of relief to see their door hinges still in use. As a marketer, I have to commend the creative thinker who once contrived the idea of opening the doors to the not-so-regular clientele as a means of advertising—because as they say, you never know what 5 years will bring (ahem, hedgefund hotshots now clamaring like the rest of us). So Bostonians, if you haven’t already, get online and book yourself a welcomed treat to usher in Spring (who cares about the waistline, you always have summer 🙂 )
Here’s my picks this year:
This may be the best thing since sliced bread. Ladies (and smart gents who know what their ladies want) allow me the pleasure of presenting to you THE best shoe site you’ll ever know.
Recently launched musthaveshoes.com is ingenious because it groups shoes by types rather than brands, making it more intuitive to what we gals are looking for when we shop. So when all you want is a comfy pair of dress shoes, you need only click on one link to find them. Moreover, they only maintain a select list of designers and brands so that a search for black pumps doesn’t bring up 900 pairs like on Zappos.com. And the BEST part of it all? Their shoes are reasonably priced!!! Even in this blah economy, you can find a super cute pair of footies for under $50. Case in point: my soon-to-be new work shoes above. So spread the word…even you, guys! Your girlfriends will thank you!
I’m 26 years old. I was once a member of a book club. And though I enjoyed the chit chat and monthly gatherings, I found myself unsatisfied by the selections that were continuously voted in month after month. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate good literature and should state for the record that if you haven’t read the ‘classics’ you should, but (big fat BUT) I successfully survived high school and College English courses, so I feel like I’ve earned the right to unapologetically read my self-proclaimed ‘chic lit’ with no shame or durress. And with that, I introduce you to my latest batch of excitement: Sookie Stackhouse series ‘Dead and Gone.”
I understand and acknowledge that some people find my choice in literature to be a bit weak. There are not heartfelt stories (okay the occasional heartstring here and there), or life-changing memoirs. You get what you pay for, and I for one find my $7.99 paperback novel to be WELL worth it’s price tag. 🙂 I live in reality. Every single day. I’m dealing with this shitty economy, a stressful job load, and other every day horrors you read in the daily newspaper. So why the hell would I want to curl up with a book that doesn’t in any way displace me from reality? Yes, I find it silly to indulge in a world where vampires and werewolves not only exist, but are battling a never-ending war to save (or in some cases, destroy) the world. But it’s fun! It’s lighthearted and I know that no way in hell will it ever in a million years happen in reality. And I take comfort in that. Because no matter how badly my day sucks, I’d imagine it doesn’t compare to being sucked dry by a hungry vampire. Needless to say, I am beyond excited about the announcement of the release of the 9th sookie in May 2009. Bring on the steamy love scenes with hot 1,000 year old Viking Eric. 🙂 (and for those of you who are fans of HBO’s Trueblood—I’d like to state for the recond that I was on this boat long before it became a Sunday night favorite.)