On Sunday while participating in the Active Transportation Alliance bike ride, I saw several cyclists riding along with their pooches in tow.
Although I can’t imagine I could physically drag 75 pounds of Frasier around while biking 35 miles, the DoggyRide seemed like a nice thought.
I think DoggySnooze is probably more in line with Frasier’s lifestyle anyways.
Images via here, here and here
When I was first introduced to Vera Bradley, I was in high school and working at Crabtree & Evelyn. C & E had just begun selling the now ever popular items, but I just didn’t see the attraction. The products–mostly totes, purses and luggage–somehow seemed dowdy in their quilt-like texture; not to mention that every snotty tween in Oak Brook wanted one.
Fast forward to last year when something inside my head clicked and I decided I NEEDED to have the large duffel bag and matching travel case for traveling back and forth between Madison and home. Fast forward again to the past few weeks and I now find myself craving matching cosmetic bags, wristlets, curling iron covers (the fact that I don’t curl my hair is beside the point), umbrellas and even stationery.
My latest purchase, at least, was a practical one: a large cosmetic bag to use when traveling between houses.
City to suburbs and back again.
You can't tell here, but the windiest day of my life.
I am morally opposed to zoos, but I can't resist the wolves.
Unfortunately, I got a better view of these than the actual wolves.
Thirty-five miles seems awfully daunting at 7am.
But a view like this made it all worth it.
Exercising the mind after exercising the body.
Today seemed to drag on and on. It was the kind of day where you can’t believe it’s only been 10 minutes every time you look at the clock. It got me thinking though. Wouldn’t life be ten billion times better if we could bring our dogs to work with us? I think so.
And you know what? There are companies out there where every day is take your dog to work day. Google, one of the biggest companies in the world, allows dogs. This phrase actually appears in the Google Code of Conduct: “Google’s affection for our canine friends is an integral facet of our corporate culture. We like cats, but we’re a dog company, so as a general rule we feel cats visiting our offices would be fairly stressed out.” So what’s a girl gotta do to work at Google?
Who wouldn't love staring at that face all day?
Click here to see what other dog-friendly companies are out there. I’ll give you a hint: Ben & Jerry’s, Build-A-Bear Workshop and Amazon all make the list. Who would have thought?
After reading about these scones here, I knew I wanted to try them. This summer hasn’t seen a lot of baking other than the occasional banana or zucchini bread, but I was up for the challenge. [I’ve never even made scones before.] Overall the process was difficult and I’m not sure I’ll be trying these again anytime soon, but I they sure did taste good!
Last week, several friends and I decided to start a book club. I was ecstatic at this suggestion mainly because I had tried in vain to find a book club while I was in Madison, with no such luck. Joining one seemed like an ideal way to force myself to read more books; don’t get me wrong – reading is a favorite pastime, but sometimes it can be hard to find the time.
Our first foray into this Oprah-esque tradition: The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson. After hearing from several people that this series is a can’t miss, I am more than ready to begin.
And side note: One of the best television shows around right now–Parenthood–begins Tuesday, September 13. That’s only three short weeks away until my obsession with Lauren Graham can begin again!
In an attempt to meet fellow Badgers living in the Chicago area I recently bought two tickets to a White Sox game through the Chicago chapter of the Wisconsin Alumni Association.
The game was this past Thursday and while I always enjoy checking out a new venue (it’s been years since I’ve been to U.S. Cellular Field), eating nachos and people watching (okay fine, people judging), I’ve come to the realization that baseball games only interest me for the first hour and a half. Once the seventh inning hits, I start to fade and by the time the top of the ninth rolls around, I am so ready to leave.
Although I didn’t walk away with any new friends and was slightly annoyed by the people sitting around me, I think it’s safe to say another White Sox game could be in my future. And side note: the staff at U.S. Cellular are far superior to those at Wrigley Field. Just saying.