While yesterday may have been Halloween, I spent it inside, working, and marathoning Freaks and Geeks on Netflix. I celebrated Halloween (and my birthday!) last weekend, never once allowing myself the opportunity to sleep in. That's for the youngins, right? I spent Friday night setting up for and later attending (and judging phenomenal costumes) the Baltimore Bike Party's after-party (and after the party? The hotel lobby) at Union Craft Brewery on Clipper Mill.
Saturday I went for another hike, this time to Loch Raven, with two friends and the dog. Loch Raven was phenomenal, incredibly scenic, and the perfect fall hike to view the foliage before it all got ravaged off branches when Sandy came to town. Little guy romped off his leash the entire five or six (purely a guesstimate here, as none of Loch Raven's trails are blazed or anything) mile hike, with only one near-submersion into the lake. Success!
That night was another Halloween party, but at a friend's house in York, PA. Sunday morning was the market (of course) and my birthday shindig where my wonderful friend provided me with gluten-free belgian waffle sundaes and great people came up/down/over/preposition for good times.
Then it was Hurricane time. Sunday night, I hunkered down with the dog, Netflix, two random gallons of water, my parent's pilfered camping lantern, a constantly refreshing twitter feed, and every item in my kitchen that I could possibly remember existed, being thrown into a curry dish. Mmmm... curried can opener.
This unnecessarily lengthy intro was to set the stage for what occurred. After a busy, tiring weekend, Sandy came in and created the hype of Frankenstorm. Baltimore shut down. My office was closed (telecommuting!), public transit stopped running, my corner store pulled down its metal entry way blocking thing, ensuring that my wine stash was my wine stash, and there would be absolutely NO supplementing it. Sandy was Serious.
Do you know what happens to people who spend entire days indoors, save for walking a dog in hurricane? People who neurotically check their windows for leaks, with good reason, neurotically change the sopping towels on their windows, and engineer umbrellas to block the leaking rain from splashing onto you/your furniture/your electronics? They go stir-crazy. I worked, yes, but I also made scones. And roasted my first chicken (with pomegrante seeds! and help! because nice people help you roast chickens in hurricanes!). I also.... I also considered making a "Who Wore It Best?" for Bubba and I.
I became that crazy woman who lives alone and has a creepy relationship with her pet.
That being said, you know you're curious.
"Who wore what best, MV?" you're asking. "Why are you being so cryptic, MV?" you ask. "No, I really don't care, MV. Please stop," you implore.
I bring you two images:
Finally, and arguably far more important than the fact that my dog and I both wore hot dog costumes this October, dear, amazing, witty and informative Baltimore Chop apparently nominated me for two Mobbies, or Maryland's Outstanding Blogs. I am
This really serves as a great incentive for me to keep better tabs on this little blog, and not go so long between updates. I was so much better at being a consistent blogger when I was in AmeriCorps, so hopefully now I'll get myself back into the swing of things. I'm still in shock that I'm up there with the likes of the Chop, City that Breeds, Charm City Cook, Pigtown Designs, the Fishbowl, etc etc. Amazed, and again, flattered. So, go! Vote!