You Lucky Dog

4 Jun

This is the four-leaf clover Pepper helped me find last week:

IMG_1493She seemed like she was jonesing for a walk, so we went outside where she promptly sat down under the nearest tree.  After she stared at me for a few moments (“Are you just going to STAND there?”) I plopped down on the grass.  I had about 785488434 other things to do, but people-watching with Pepper seemed much more fun.  Just before we got up, I looked between her paws and there it was, four leaves and all.  Lucky me.

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Pepper has been with us for exactly four weeks, and she has already taught me many things.  For example: Standing attentively in the kitchen while I cook pork could mean she wants some… OR it could mean she has to go out.  (Learned that one the hard way.)

Dog ownership has opened my eyes to a whole new way of communicating.  Talking is grand and all, but let’s consider for a moment good old body language.  Think about how many messages we send everyday without uttering a word?  (And I don’t mean text messages.)

Just the other day I spilled Pepper’s water bowl all over the floor.  After I cleaned it up my heavy sigh, my slumped shoulders and my extra hard *thump* on the couch told Mr. Dish: “I’m sitting here on the couch for the rest of the night, gosh darnit.”

Pepper’s body language is no less complex at times, but there were some pretty clear messages right away:

Ears back and relaxed: “I’m cool as a cucumber, thank you very much.”
Eyes rolled back into her head, body relaxed: “Do NOT stop rubbing me!”
Eyes closed, belly up, legs in the air: “Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz”
Ears perked up, standing at attention: “SQUIRREL!”
Ears perked up while seated: ”SQUIRREL!”
Ears perked up while pulling on leash as a piece of trash blows by: “SQUIRREL!”

We still have much to learn, but it has certainly made me pay more attention to the unspoken messages sent by my dog and my human family members every day.  It’s also made me think about the silent messages I send to my loved ones, whether I realize it or not.  How many cold shoulders or stink eyes have I doled out that could have been smiles?  More than I’d like to admit.

One of my favorite Pepper messages is when she hops up onto the couch and places her head in my lap, which of course means: “I’m so happy you’re here!”

We’re a couple of lucky dogs, aren’t we?

 

“So… how’s married life?”

22 May

I’ve been getting this question a lot lately.

My go-to answer is: “Fabulous! I have the greatest husband in the world!”

For many of my girlfriends, their answers were, “About the same as it was before!” Many of our friends were cohabitating long before their nuptials. They simply took two weeks off, got married, and then returned to life as it was before… sporting some new rings.

I suppose my honest-to-God answer to the above question is: “Life is great – and very different.”

BIG LIFE CHANGE #1: COHABITATION
I’ve learned many things about cohabitating in the past few months. Now that the wedding is over and I don’t have planning to distract me, I can actually look around and focus on life… the many nuances of living with someone day in and day out. There are good things and bad things.

Pro: A dining partner every night. Companionship, swapping stories of the day, and compliments on my “progressive” cooking. Sometimes we even eat at the dining room table!
Con: Cereal is no longer an acceptable dinner. (…even if we’re eating in the living room while watching House.)

I can now see why many people say you should never marry someone until you’ve lived with him/her.  Still… I’m glad we waited to do so. I’ve now experienced the enormous amount of trust it takes to completely share your life with someone. All of it. I couldn’t imagine doing all that “sharing” without the vows. Neither one of us can run now ;)

BIG LIFE CHANGE #2: UNEMPLOYMENT
For the first time in more than a decade, I don’t have a job. I can get up in the morning and do whatever the heck I want. Sounds great, right? Well, it has been… in a word… humbling. While I have many things to do everyday, I do miss going to work. I miss having co-workers. Do I miss TV? (Another frequent question.) While it depends on the day, I still think it’s too early to tell. For now, I’m forging ahead with the help of my wonderfully supportive hubby and putting myself out there. I hope to have a happy update in the near future.

BIG LIFE CHANGE #3: CITY LIFE
While I’m from Philadelphia, I grew up in the ‘burbs. Now I’m a city gal, and I really am loving it! I love being able to walk to so many places, and when I do need a break from the hustle and bustle… my parents’ house… and yard… are just a short drive away.

BIG LIFE CHANGE #4: WE ARE DOG OWNERS!
Two weeks ago, we brought home this little lady:

Meet Pepper!

Meet Pepper!

Pepper is a two-year-old greyhound who was racing at a track in Florida just a few months ago. She was “retired” and brought up to the National Greyhound Adoption Program in Northeast Philadelphia this spring, and now she has stolen our hearts… and our couch.

She sleeps in this curious position sometimes.

She sleeps in this curious position sometimes. (See that large, unused dog bed in the background? SUPER glad we bought THAT.)

She is the best dog EVER, and you will be hearing much more about our adventures in future entries.

BIG LIFE CHANGE #5: MARRIAGE
Clearly, I saved the best for last. Our first month of marriage hasn’t been all rainbows and butterflies, but it has been filled with love, understanding and communication.  We are learning more and more about each other every day. We are talking about goals, large and small. From “What should we have for dinner?” to “When should we have kids?” we are embracing our future without hesitation.

Even if those respective answers are “Grilled cheese!” and “Let’s see if we don’t kill the dog first.”

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I Carry Your Heart

4 Apr

My gown has been steamed. Gifts have been wrapped. DJ’s and cakes and limos have been confirmed. Place cards have been printed. Nails have been polished. Checks have been written.

There’s really not much more to do before Saturday. I keep waiting for some disaster to occur, or for someone to point out some major wedding component that I completely forgot. Call me crazy, but at this moment, less than 48 hours out…. I am quite calm.

Tomorrow Mama Dish and I will head to the florist and give our seal of bridal approval, and barring any loose ends that need to be tied up, we will head to the church for the rehearsal!

It all seems very surreal. Everyone told me how quickly the big day would arrive, but I guess at certain points it seemed like it would never happen. Making several life changes at once was stressful, just like everyone said it would be, (quitting my job, moving, cohabitating for the first time) but that’s the way life is sometimes. For better or worse… everything happens at once.

While I cannot wait until Saturday, I am trying to take everyone’s advice and enjoy the anticipation. I feel so grateful for everyone around us. I feel so fortunate to be entering into this union with total confidence. And of course, I feel so blessed that so many of our loved ones will be there to help us celebrate.

I will share with you one last thing before I go off and get hitched to the man of my dreams. (No seriously, he is.) In my last entry, I believe I mentioned the gorgeous quilt Mama Dish made us for our wedding. On the back, she wrote us a message. I think E.E. Cummings can sum up my feelings right now far better than I can:

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I carry it in my heart.

Life on the Beach!

15 Mar

I’m BACK!  And no, I haven’t been at the beach.  Just before I left WNEP, one of my co-workers said to me about my looming unemployment, “Don’t worry, you won’t be on the beach long.”  So I guess that’s where I am now… “on the beach.”

It’s been two weeks since my gut-wrenching good-bye at WNEP, and I feel an overwhelming sense of relief.  (The crew put together the loveliest good-bye for me.  You can check it out here.)  While I miss the newsroom, it does feel sublime to be here.  I am in Philly, I am HOME.  I don’t have to remember whether I left a certain shirt at his place or mine.  No more middle of the night trips down the Turnpike.  I have one set of house keys on my key ring.

Last week, Mr. Dish said to me, “Your bridal shower felt like the wedding to  me.  You had your shower, and now you’re here!  All the time!”  Indeed, as soon as I packed up my car and left Scranton in the rear-view mirror, I was whisked into a whirlwind of pink streamers, champagne cocktails, stand-mixers, and hugs.  It really did feel like a grand entrance into co-habitation.  Allow me to give you a few highlights of the best shower and bachelorette weekend ever!  (By the way, all photos were taken by the marvelous Michelle Hein.)

The shower was at Mama (and Papa) Dish’s house, and the place was completely transformed using our wedding colors – yellow and blue.

The Dishmaids!

The Dishmaids!

The ladies did an amazing job organizing a delightful brunch, complete with french toast, quiche, and a mimosa bar!

Cheers!

Cheers!

I got so many amazing gifts… one of my favorites was the wedding quilt Mama Dish has been working on for months! (blue and yellow, of course)

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And a shower wouldn’t be complete without a big ol’ bow hat constructed by a few frenzied girlfriends…

Workkkkkk it!

Workkkkkk it!

After the shower, it was bachelorette time!  The Dishmaids and I had spent the night before the shower relaxing and binge eating at the Doubletree in Center City, so we returned with more girlfriends in tow to primp for our night out.  Our first stop – Marrakesh, a Moroccan restaurant tucked in an alley near South Street.  It is truly a hidden gem.  The place has been there for 30+ years, and you would never know it was there unless you were looking for it.

MarrakeshNine of us shared the seven (?) course meal, eaten completely with our hands!  No plates, no utensils… just towels and our fingers!  It’s a good thing we’re all friends!  The food was to die for!  Chicken, lamb, roasted veggies, cous cous, baklava and more.  I even got a free belly dancing lesson!  From there we hit the town and danced the night away.

It was the perfect “welcome home” celebration with so many of the wonderful women in my life.  Two weeks later, I’m still unpacking, still organizing, still job hunting… and STILL waiting on a few RSVP’s!  (You know who you are, procrastinators.  Deadline’s tomorrow!)

With three weeks to go until the wedding, I’m confident I’ll get everything done… and confident I’ll be a bundle of nerves until the big day!  On tap for this weekend… a bridal beauty extravaganza with Mama Dish and MOH – hair trial, makeup trial, and final dress fitting!

Signing Off

27 Feb

This is my official Newswatch 16 mic flag:

photo (46)It’s a little rough around the edges, but that’s kind of the point.  You’re probably used to seeing these attached to a microphone.  Like this:

"Intense Team Coverage" faces or "Get me back inside NOW" faces?

“Intense Team Coverage” faces or “Get me back inside NOW” faces?

I am honored to have my own flag to keep, but it’s also a sad milestone.  It means I’m leaving WNEP.

I got my mic flag on Friday when several co-workers took me out on the town to say farewell.  Our Chief Photographer, Paul, orders shiny new mic flags to use in the field when the old ones are looking a little worn.  He keeps the old ones to present to out-going reporters as a souvenir.  As he always says, “If we like you and you leave, you get one.”

My last day of work is tomorrow.  (Yes, the same as Pope Benedict.  I’ve started telling people we’re going to switch places.  You heard it here first.)  I had planned to write a goodbye post on my last day, but I decided instead to write it today.  Tomorrow will be emotional enough.  I’ve already lost it several times as I’ve started to say good-bye to co-workers.

I’ve done a little bit of a farewell tour, since two local radio stations asked me to visit one last time.  I’ve had the pleasure of working with Rocky and Lissa on 98.5 KRZ…

rocky and lissa…and DiRenzo and Prospector on ROCK107…

photo (47)and it was so nice to have the chance to say goodbye.

I’ve trained the next official Taste Tester, Michelle Rotella…

Michelle takes over the Taste Test next week!

Michelle takes over the Taste Test next week!

…and notes filled with well wishes have been popping up on my desk.

photo (49)Working here at WNEP has changed me in so many ways.  It’s certainly made me a better writer and reporter (though I have so much still to learn), but it’s also helped me grow up.  In the past five years, I’ve learned how to tell a story and really make it interesting.  I’ve learned about how the world works and what it takes to survive in it.  I’ve learned how to be sensitive… that interviews aren’t just soundbites.  They are people who will continue living their lives when we pack up and go.  I’ve learned that the truth is always out there, whether officials tell it to you straight or not.  I’ve learned to trust my co-workers, many of whom have become treasured friends.  (Those pesky “treasured friends” are making this goodbye thing almost unbearable.)

I don’t know yet what lies ahead for me professionally.  Whatever that turns out to be, (television or otherwise) I know I will take the lessons I’ve learned from Newswatch 16 with me as I forge ahead.

trish and teh deuceFortunately, this is not goodbye to the blog!  My bridal shower and bachelorette parties are this weekend, which I am more excited about than I can express in words.  In fact, there are many exciting things on the horizon.  This just one of those times in life when I have to close one door before I can open another.

I sure hope there are some wheely chairs in the hallway so I can have some fun while I’m waiting!

 

 

 

 

Solving the Cube

19 Feb

Have you ever solved a Rubik’s Cube?

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I hadn’t either, before last week. I’ve now solved one several times, thanks to these elementary school students.

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These fourth graders at Fairview Elementary School in Mountain Top have spent part of their school year learning the math behind the Cube. Their teacher, Jimm Zabiegalski, has been teaching them the algorithms that will solve different sections of the Cube without messing up the sides you’ve already solved!

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Yes, I said algorithm. I had to ask one of the students what that is. Low point of my week right there.

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But shooting this story was a blast, and it will air tonight as part of our 16 Salutes series on WNEP. Some of these kids can solve it in less than 90 seconds!

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Mr. Z sent me home with a Cube and the algorithm worksheet (way to send the reporter home with homework!) so I could try it myself. It was frustrating at times, but three days later…

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…I had done it! I just sat there and stared at it for a minute. Then, I jumbled it up and started over again.

Mr. Z says the cube is a symbol for other challenges in life. If you do your research, try different methods, or just look at something with a different perspective, the solution will appear eventually. It’s an attitude that is hard to hold onto sometimes. But since I met these kids, I’ve been trying extra hard to remember the lesson they taught me.

I feel as though I have several “Rubik’s Cubes” in my life right now. Unfortunately, there are no algorithms for the real world. But I will keep working at it until all the sides click. I have faith that they will eventually.

Double Jackpot!

18 Feb

I have two exciting running updates to share:

1. I have a new PR!  Yesterday I ran in the Polar Bear Walk/Run for Autism 5K in Sea Isle City, NJ.  It. Was. COLD!  Still, I was able to crank out a 23:49, beating my old PR by :06.  (I ran a 23:55 five years ago and I’ve been chasing down that time unsuccessfully ever since.)

Image via Facebook.com

Image via Facebook.com

This race was a fabulous out and back on the promenade.  There was even a heated tent in which we passed the time before the start.  Here’s hoping the wind isn’t as brutal next year!  I’d love to do this one again.

2. I got into Broad Street!

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The email plopped itself into my inbox this morning.  This is the first year the Broad Street Run is registering runners through a lottery system.  Squeezing in more than 40,000 runners last year, it’s the largest 10-miler in the United States … and it certainly felt that way as we dodged runners all the way to the finish line last year!

Image via blogs.phillymag.com/bewellphilly

Image via blogs.phillymag.com/bewellphilly

The best part?  Mr. Dish and my (future) SIL got in, too!  Will I be able to beat my 10-miler PR of 1:28?  We shall see!

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