Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Fictional Characters I Want to Know in Real Life

Recently, I re-pinned a "some e-card" that said "Finishing a TV series on Netflix and thinking 'I'm really gunna miss these guys,' as if the characters are somehow now your friends." That pin was far more true than I should ever publicly admit. Seriously, it's embarrassing. When I finished the series finale of Greek, I bawled my probably-too-old-to-enjoy-this-show eyes out. I'd like to think that it was because it was the same week my former roomie moved across the country and I was relating my real-life sadness to the characters' moving on and away. But realistically, I know that an equal part of me knew I was going to miss those characters and watching every single detail of their fictional lives. Hey, don't judge.

Anyway, it got me thinking to how many fictional characters I feel like I know in real life. Or for that matter, wish I knew in real life. A significant portion of these characters are because the script or book is so incredibly well-written that I feel like they are actually people. Patricia Cornwell has her characters so strongly developed, she talks about them as if they're real people and I don't give it a single thought. Sometimes it's just because I really enjoy the characters because they're fun. And want to be their friends. If I had it my way, I would make these people be my friends, whether they cared to or not.

Here are some characters I either feel like I already know, or wish I could be BFFs with:

  • Scarpetta, Marino, Lucy and Benton from Patrica Cornwell's Scarpetta series
  • Casey, Rusty, Cappie (ahh I'm swooning), Ashley and Calvin from ABC Family's Greek. Actually, almost everyone from this show except Evan Chambers. He's a douche and I hate him.
  • Benson and Stabler from Law and Order: SVU. Kragen too. He's pretty bad ass as well.
  • Savich and Sherlock from Catherine Coulter novels
  • Nina Reilly from Perri O'Shaughnessy's series
  • The How I Met Your Mother cast: Lily, Marshall, Ted, Robin and Barney. (My life would actually be a thousand times more awesome if I was part of their friendship.)
  • Most of the Walking Dead cast, but particularly Rick, Michonne, Daryl and Hershel. Well, really anyone aside from the Governor. That psycho does not need any friends.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Becoming a Big

Hello dear readers! About two months ago, I had come to the decision I wanted to become a Big Sister with Big Brothers Big Sisters. I had never really considered the idea until my cousin mentioned how much her friend loved being a Big. Why this had never occurred to me, I don't know. But it was almost like a light switch had gone off. If I was a cartoon character, a nifty little light bulb would have appeared over my head. I just felt it in my gut that this was what I needed to do. The number one thing on my bucket list has been to make a difference in someone's life, particularly a young girl. Working with adolescent or pre-adolescent girls is what I've wanted to do with my Women's Studies minor. This could be it; this could be my calling.

As many of you know, I've done quite a bit of volunteering for the Y in the last two years. I love it fundraising for the Strong Kids Campaign, and GNO has made a tremendous impact in my life. As much as I love working with the GNO girls, though, I was starting to feel like I wanted something more. I wanted to have a more one-on-one experience, or be able to directly impact someone's life. I decided that this could potentially be the perfect opportunity for me.

At the beginning of the year, I made a vow that this year I was going to stop "talking about it" and start "being about it." Becoming a Big was my first stop in the Be About It journey. I knew that if I didn't jump on this desire right away, I would put it on the back burner, never do anything about it, and feel lousy. I looked up BBBS online, gave it less than a week's thought, and called the Green Bay office. I went in for an orientation meeting, and two weeks later, I had an interview set up.

I knew the interview would be pretty intense since it was for the responsibility of taking care of a child, but holy shit. It. Was. Insane. I think it's fair to say it was the most intense interview I've ever had, far more so than any job interview I've been on. It was super intimidating, and by the end, my nerves were shot. The questions were far more difficult than I ever could have anticipated, and were pretty loaded.

After three agonizing weeks, I got a call that not only was I accepted, but they had found me a Little right away! The enrollment specialist at BBBS told me a little about her, and I couldn't have been more excited to me her. She's an only child who is adopted and has been struggling emotionally, particularly with being adopted. I personally don't have any experience with adoptions, but my parents divorced when I was in middle school. I struggled with it a lot and eventually went to counseling. I hoped with my past of questioning parents and my position in the family that I might be a good resource for her or might be at least a little relatable. I accepted the position and antsily waited another week or so to meet her.

Last week we were officially matched. The "match" is mostly paperwork. A lot of paperwork. It was actually kind of dull, but absolutely necessary. The enrollment specialist went over the organization's rules, guidelines and policies and Little, her parents and I signed a rain forest worth of documents. After we had signed our names so many times I was fairly certain I had just signed my life away, Little and I got to hang out for the first time. I took her to experience Smart Cow yogurt bar for the first time and she loved it. Naturally, as any other nine year old would, she dumped in so many sugar-coated toppings that she couldn't come close to finishing her portion.

Before meeting her, I was told my Little was a little on the shy and quiet side. I was fully prepared for her to not talk to me at all, but I was pleasantly surprised at how much she engaged in conversation. She answered all of my questions and even initiated a few of her own. I had quickly started to learn about her and she is pretty damn awesome from what I can tell so far. She doesn't like Bieber, but does love P!nk (one of my all-time favorites), hates swimming (samesies) and likes Monsters, Inc and Despicable Me. She's self-proclaimed obsessed with horses, loves bike riding and Social Studies and hates Math. I know next to nothing about horses, but I'm excited that it will give her something to teach me. All in all, we're pretty much a match made in Big Sister heaven.



Saturday, April 13, 2013

Things My 15 Year Old Sister Will Never Understand

Hello dear readers! A few weeks ago, I saw a picture on Pinterest of something from the 90s that kids now will never get. And it got me thinking. There's so much that has changed in the last decade and a half in our world, particularly with technology. Although I'm sure my grandparents and parents would say the exact same thing about my generation, technology has very rapidly come such a long way that nearly everything (or at least everything awesome) about my childhood is obsolete. I've come up with a list of things that teenagers and especially children today will never know, understand or appreciate. So here's to you, kids of the 90s (and early 2000s). Let's reminisce, shall we?

A work in progress:

  • Rewinding a cassette tape with a pencil eraser
  • Listening to the radio all day waiting to record your favorite song. On said cassette tape, of course.
  • Or just a cassette for that matter.
  • The inevitable skip while listening to your disk-man in the car
  • The anxiety of not feeding your Nano Baby/Tomagotchi for the whole eight hours of school 
  • Pressing the tracking button on your VCR to get the lines to go away while watching a movie
  • Recording a tv show onto a VHS
  • Or a VCR and VHS
  • Watching TGIF, going to bed, and then waking up to One Saturday Morning
  • Snick. I don't care if it's still on. Is it still on? Anyway, nothing will be better than All That, The Amanda Show and Keenan and Kel
  • Also, Rugrats, Hey Arnold, Land of the Lost, Legends of the Hidden Temple, Clarissa Explains it All, Aaah Real Monsters, The Secret World of Alex Mack, and the Adventures of Pete and Pete
  • Stick Stickley
  • Floppy disks
  • Waiting for dial-up to connect
  • Making someone get off the phone so you can use the Internet and vice versa
  • Having a complete AIM profile
  • Setting your AIM away message as seemingly deep lyrics
  • Matinee movies for $5.50
  • Having to blow on a video game console for it to work
  • The satisfaction of angrily slamming a flip-phone shut
  • How indestructible the Nokia brick/flip phones were
  • the epitome of boy/girl groups. Hello... BSB, Hanson, N*SYNC, 98°, Britney, Christina and the SPICE girls
  • MTV actually having music videos
  • TRL, Daria and Beavis and Butthead
  • Calling your parents from a payphone to pick you up from the mall
  • Gellies, platforms, belly shirts and one-shoulder-hooked overalls
  • Lee Pipes, tech vests and "The Rachel" haircut
  • Lisa Frank
  • Trolls and beanie babies


  • Having every color of gel pens on the face of this earth
  • And lastly for now, but certainly not least, actually having an imagination and creating fun for yourself without technology!

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Finally Settled In

Hello dear readers! It has been a while since the last post, but I am finally all settled in to the new digs, minus a few boxes left at my grandma's. The last two weeks have been a whirlwind of moving, unpacking and setting up our new place with everything exactly where we want it. Oh, and no Internet for a week. Can't forget that First World Tragedy. Anyway, now that almost everything has found itself a home and I missed work today because of the weather, I finally have the time to sit down and write. Which, by the way, is being done from my and Man Friend's office. I've never really had an area outside of my room to be able to write in peace and I'm wicked excited about it.

Since we're on the topic of the office, I must say it's one of my favorite parts of the apartment. Man Friend and I were lucky enough to find a two bedroom in our price range and this room was one of the big selling points of the place. Man Friend and I each get half of the room: his half for his gaming and my half for writing and possibly scrapbooking. Also, it has my magnificent walk-in closet. Seriously, it's huge. And alll mine. As I was unpacking my plethora of clothes boxes, Man Friend told me he was astonished that I hadn't finished yet. At that point, I was a good three storage bins in and had at least two more to go. I actually get to have all of my clothes up at once without packing away out of season outfits. I didn't even realize how wonderful it was until I had everything all hung up.

Although moving in general stresses me out more than I'd like to admit, this was by far the smoothest move I've ever done. Since I had been temporarily staying with my mom's friend in between moving out of Roomie's house and into the apartment, a good majority of my stuff was already packed and ready to go. The day that we moved the most stuff, Man Friend and I had three people helping us move which helped tremendously. My cousin spent the whole day with me going back and forth from Temporary Residence, my storage shed and the apartment. It saved so much time having two people load and unload my car. It would have easily taken an extra day without her. Man Friend's best friend and his brother helped move our furniture. Since all three of them have trucks, they were easily able to each grab some pieces instead of Man Friend needing to make close to four trips by himself. Plus, carrying heavy and awkward furniture up a flight of stairs singlehandedly would have proved to be nearly if not entirely impossible.

One of the most exciting aspects about moving into your own place is being able to put everything away the way you want. Man Friend and I have been able to set up everything exactly the way we want. I didn't realize how exciting it would be until we were able to do so. Who knew deciding where to put the pots and pans and how to arrange furniture would be so exciting? Holy shit. I just came to the terrible realization that I am frickin OLD. See ya later, early twenties. Hello, being a grown up. Guess there's no way out of that one, huh?

Welp, I suppose on that note, I should go do something else grown up with my time. I'm sure I can find something else to put away...