Princess, Rock Star, or Just Downright Lucky? You Decide.

To my surprise, I got to spend a long weekend in the penthouse suite of my favorite hotel.  I walked right up to the front desk without a reservation, and said, “Give me the finest room you have available!”  The manager came to the lobby and with one look at my designer luggage he knew the penthouse was the only place for me.  I was escorted by two bellhops up the secret elevator available to top floor guests only and was left with a bottle of Dom Perignon and a diamond tiara…

Ok, ok, ok, that’s not really how things went down.  I walked from the orange line (public transit) to the hotel.  I stumbled through the revolving doors carrying a gigantic backpack (some say I’m toting a midget around with me) on my back, a smaller backpack on my front, and a small case.  I looked as thought I didn’t shower that day and had to sit in the middle seat on my Southwest plane ride to Chicago.  The front desk was unable to find any reservation under my name or the name of my company.  I got a hold of my coordinator whom actually forgot to book a room for me.  At this point it looks like I am shit out of luck when suddenly, a miracle happens!  The hotel manager decided to upgrade me to the penthouse, 26 stories up!  I took the regular elevator and poured myself a glass of water upon arrival.  I felt like a princess!  Well, sort of…

After a few sessions of running down the hallway and flinging myself onto one of the beds, I immediately called my friends to let them know they had a place to crash for the weekend.  It wasn’t long until my fridge was filled with beer, Jack, and orange juice and I had people helping me rearrange the furniture.  We decided the loft, which looked quite empty, needed some additions.  Jack in one hand, kitchen chair in the other, I felt like a rock star back at the suite after playing a sold out show.  I was Rod Stewart and the Faces playing pranks and changing the hotel interior as I saw fit, except my hair wasn’t as teased, and I would have to put all the furniture back in the morning.  Even so, I still woke up to an amazing view in a bed fit for a king.

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Hello My Old Heart

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Hello My Old Heart

By The Oh Hello’s

hello, my old heart
how have you been?
are you still there inside my chest?
I’ve been so worried
you’ve been so still
barely beating at all

oh, don’t leave me here alone
don’t tell me that we’ve grown for having loved a little while
oh, I don’t want to be alone
I want to find a home and I want to share it with you

hello, my old heart
it’s been so long
since I’ve given you away
and every day I add another stone
to the walls I built around you
to keep you safe

hello, my old heart
how have you been?
how is it, being locked away?
don’t you worry
in there, you’re safe
and it’s true you’ll never beat, but you’ll never break

because nothing lasts forever
some things aren’t meant to be
but you’ll never find the answers
until you set your old heart free

This is a beautiful song. Although, I don’t completely agree with some of the lyrics, I still find beauty in message, cords, and harmonies. The song sings, “Nothing lasts forever,” but my disagreement lies in that statement. Love has been around for quite some time. When a person dies his/her love is passed on to others. Who knows how old the love in my beating heart really is? My mother passed it on to me, my grandmother to her, my great grandmother to her, you get the picture. As long as we keep our hearts open to others that love will be around, shall we say, forever. Take down those stones my friends.

Daytona is Not a Place for Sleeves

NASCAR has officially begun!  We decided to celebrate yesterday by gathering at my cousin’s place to watch the Daytona 500.  My family isn’t the most normal family on the planet so we decided to spice up this race in Norwicki fashion.  We met early in my cousin’s garage to tailgate and eat some breakfast sandwiches.  The sun was out, the Caballero was looking great, and new traditions were coming to be. Next time you get those delicious pink marsh mellow bunnies or yellow duckies that everybody loves so dearly, try charring them with a blow torch.  They will taste even better.

PeepsAfter the tailgate we went inside to enjoy the revving of engines and some arts and crafts.  All guests had to make a team t shirt to sporting their driver’s number and sponsors.  Sleeves were not allowed.  I was rooting for Brad Keselowski, and we were sponsored by Peeps, Hennesee, Baby Annie, ‘Merica, Glowsticks, and Ja Rule.  Danica stopped by before the race to say hello.

shirtThe race was exciting as always, and Scoot came out victorious with Jimmie Johnson.  Even though my driver didn’t win, I came in second in the fantasy league that I joined!  After some Mario Kart and a few slices of pizza the group was ready to head down to country night at Houndstooth, in our team t shirts of course.  We celebrated another Blackhawks victory, played a few rounds of Quarters, and then it was time for me to go home.  Even now, I am still amazed that I didn’t miss my stop on the train.

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I Missed You Guys!

I’m back! After a long awaited return, I am finally here to share smiles with some of my favorite internet people! I’m sorry I left you guys hanging for a bit, but life has been so hectic, in a great way. I am working, a lot, and loving every second of it, well just about every second. I am happy, productive, and making plans that I sincerely plan on keeping. Plus, I got flowers on Valentine’s Day for the first time since my mom passed :-) She was always my valentine no matter who I was dating, and she played the part better than anyone.

After a few days spent at home with my dad and pup, I am back on the road working an NHL tour. Not only am I surrounded by hockey, but I am surrounded by Mickey as well. I will be working along side of a good friend. So far we have learned the Cowboy Bop, scarfed down cheesesteaks, and shopped for khakis together; the perfect start to any tour. Can’t wait to see what is next :-)

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Moving Square Boxes and Oral Hygiene

I need help!  Does anyone have an tricks – mind tricks, meditations, mantras – or games they play in the elevator to make the ride less miserable?  I try so hard to be friendly and smile at people, to think about about anything else, but when you are on the 18th floor and have to stop six times before you get to the lobby it’s hard to keep that positive attitude.  I do realize that my time spent in the elevator is never more than five minutes, which is really nothing in the grand scheme of life, but those five minutes are so agonizing to me especially if some one gets in on floor 15 and out on floor 14.  What the h – e – double hockey sticks!  And, then there are those families with four kids, each one, even the two-year, attempting to carrying their own luggage.  Mom stops the doors from closing with her stroller so everyone can shuffle in.  I love babies, but come on!  Just get in the damn elevator so we can get this over with.

I have come up with a couple of solutions, but these only take me so far:

1.  I take the stairs often.  It’s good for shapely legs and butt, but after a night of drinking or a 14 hour work day the last thing I want to do is climb up 18 flights of stairs.  I usually take the stairs down except when I am carrying luggage or work cases which can weigh more than 50 pounds.

2.  You may say, “Well, Kim, why don’t you just stay on a lower floor?”  Most people think like this which is why those floors fill up faster.  Plus, I have always been a lover of heights, so I think a balcony on the top floor over looking the city is pretty darn cool.  I can spy on people, and they will never notice me.  I can also invent games like trying to fling pennies into the pool when no one is around and then go find them later when I go for a swim.

3.  Facebook, puppy photos, and other funnies.  I check my news feed, browse through those “awwww how cute!” animal photos that I know I’m not the only fan of, and look at other hilarious internet photos such as this:

SiiiiiimbaBut, it’s not long until some one says, “Good morning!  How are you today?!” or “My!  You have your hands full with all of that luggage!”  I know people are just trying to be nice.  I am usually the one being nice to others, but can’t they see I’m in no mood for words when I am staring at a screen instead of looking at them?  Sometimes when I take the elevator down in the morning for breakfast I don’t brush my teeth.  Pants, hoody, glasses: laziness at it’s finest.  Do you really want to have a conversation with some one who hasn’t practiced oral hygiene yet?

4.  I cose my eyes and pretend that I am sleeping.  That way no one can see me right?  WRONG!  “Oh, you must be really tired! Where are you from?”  Even though my eyes are closed I can’t shake the fact that I am in an elevator, stopping at the push of buttons on floors other than my own.

So what do I do?  How do I make elevator rides more pleasant for me and the passengers around me?  How can I block out that little square world?  Or, should I fully submerge myself into it?  I guess I can start by brushing my teeth and go from there.

1.16.13 – Hut Hut Hike!

Nola 10 continued as the Verizon Future of the Game Football Clinic hosted by Antonio Freeman happened today.  What an amazing event! Over 100 children, ages 9 to 14, from three different schools and their coaches attended a football clinic at the Saints’ practice facility.  I was in charge of collecting waivers, distributing t-shirts, making name tags, and gathering everyone on the bus that departed from a YMCA in New Orleans.  The kids, along with their coaches, were excited and couldn’t wait to be trained by the Saints staff as well as some of the Saints players.  Out of the three schools, my school was the only one that had girls attend clinic.  Not only did these young ladies play, but they kicked butt too!

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Notice the bunny ears on Freeman :-)

I cannot tell you how awesome it was to see these kids play together during the clinic.  They were happy, smiling, running, and working with positive role models that could one day have an influence on their lives.  All it takes is one day, one touch down pass, one hand shake, a shared plate of fried chicken and mac n cheese to make an impact on some one else’s life.  Not only were the kids playing together, but they event staff worked great together as well!  We were all happy to be there and to help out in any possible way.  If you work events or like to plan parties for your friends, you know the amazing feeling you get when an event just happens, like magic.  Things run smoothly, people seem to know what to do, everyone pitches in, and you enjoy yourself instead of feeling like you are at work.  You may even go out for dinner afterwards to celebrate instead of taking a lap like the coach told you to.  Oops!  sorry coach!

11.15.13 – Red Beans, Rice, and Harry Potter

After an unforgettable night and early morning on Bourbon Street I awoke with a growling in my stomach and an incredible urger to watch Harry Potter.  Before rolling out of bed, I flipped on the television to see if I could find Harry, Ron, and Hermione getting into some trouble.  No such luck.  I got up, brushed my teeth, ran a comb through my hair, put on some pants, and walked over to P & G for some red beans, rice, and sausage.  What a delicious way to hold back that lurking hangover.  If you find yourself in New Orleans looking for a normal place where normal people (aka crazy people dressed in their work costumes) go check out P & G.  Good menu, good prices, good food, and nice employees.  Not wanting to been seen in public, I walked back to the hotel room to eat my meal and hydrate.  I flipped on the tv for the second time, and low and behold, “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” was on!  My dream had come true!  For the next 2 hours and 32 minutes  I was in Heaven.  I even managed to escape that hangover after all.  Drink water, stay hydrated!

I hold an interest in owls and other large birds which might add to my liking of Harry Potter.

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1.14.13 – Amazing Race to the Super Bowl

Nola 10 has officially begun!  Nola 10 is 10 events hosted by 10 champions celebrating 10 Super Bowls in the city of New Orleans.  In case you missed the above link a complete listing of these events can be found here: http://www.verizoninsider.com/nola10-superbowl.

Today Drew Brees hosted the kick off event which was a scavenger hunt around the French Quarter.  Thirty-five teams of four raced to different locations using Verizon phones to gather information and solve clues.  The winning team received VIP tickets to the Super Bowl.  I helped teams register and taught them how to use the phones they were given.  Most people were local and decked out in Saints gear, and every single person screamed when Drew walked into the room.  I must say that he seems like a really nice guy, and we totally made eye contact.

Drew

After some speeches and rule giving all the teams walked outside to the starting line.  There were a couple of energy packed WHO DAT! chants and the teams were released into the wild streets of New Orleans to fulfill their destinies.

Amazing race

I walked around to a handful of clue locations and every team I passed along the way was having a blast!  Everyone was smiling, some people were running, others were leisurely strolling with drinks in their hands.  Everyone was having fun whether they really wanted those Super Bowl tickets or they just wanted to enjoy the experience.  When the time was up, all teams returned to the starting point where we had a party with food, prizes, football players, booze, and music waiting.  Later, the winning team was announced and to everyone’s surprise, it was a group of ladies, one of whom almost fainted when her name was called.  See ya’ll, women love sports just as much as men!  The second place winner was also an all ladies team.  Maybe women just follow directions better than men?  I’ll let you be the judge of that.

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