About Widow

Large Handbag Collector. Obscenely Expensive Shoe & Handbag Lover. Blonde. Redhead. Brunette. Breastfeeder. Pug-fox terrier belly scratcher. Drunken Break Dancer. Bartender of the stars. Semi Conscious Writer. Earth loving. Tori Amos Listening. Loud Mouth. Chef Loving Lady...

The Sleeping Chef makes me crazy but…when he is awake he is really freaking awesome!

Thank you for throwing my an amazing surprise birthday party with such fantastic people.

Thank you for taking me to Cedar Point and making me ride this scary ass death ride.

Thank you for the amazing handbag.

Thank you for loving me the way you do.

Thank you for quitting smoking.

Thank you for cutting back on the hooch.

Thank you for starting to run again.

Thank you for thinking I am pretty even though I am hella overweight.

Thank you for knowing me.

Thank you for letting me sleep in on my birthday.

Thank you for being a KICK ASS father to our KICK ASS childrens.

You are by far the coolest dude I know,  besides Potato of course.

Buddy Kisses.

If you love me as much as I love the Chef, make sure to vote for Chef’s Widow in the Nickelodeon’s Best Local Blog contest.  You can vote everyday!

Best Birthday Present Ever: Biggie Smalls & Catcher actually PLAYING together instead of trying to kill each other in ‘to the death’ wrestling matches.

This past weekend my dirty thirty was the theme.  Saturday night

Early 20′s, Widow Style .  Please take note of the fags in the ashtray.

This weekend marks my last weekend in my twenties.  On Monday I will turn 30.  And I am quite happy about it.  I have been reflecting this week without even knowing it and I have come to the conclusion that my life turned out OK.  I turned out OK.

I never thought 30 was in my future.  I could never picture myself at 30.  Honestly.   Having somewhat of a destructive nature I never thought I would make it past 25.  Somehow I did.  My early twenties started out a bit rough.  I partied.  I had fun.  I lived the fuck out of my life.  I also got into serious debt, stayed in an emotionally devastating relationship, and abused many of my own relationship with my friends and family.  There were many dark days.   I lived thru them. I didn’t have my shit together but who does at 21?

My bestest ex-assistant (and now super DEAR friend) in the entire world & I live it up in da club.

My life began to reveal it’s purpose when I moved to NYC.  I had always been a gypsy however I had never done anything as bold as that.  I packed my car with some clothes, my dog, and $300 and drove to a city that I had never even been to.  That year changed my life (obviously) forever.  It defined who I would be a thirty.  Hell it gave me a chance to live to thirty.

The Bestest Friends a Widow could have

Since then my life has molded itself into something quite spectacular.  The unattainable has become attainable and the funny thing is that I didn’t even know I wanted it.  I never saw myself as a wife.  I sure as hell never saw myself as a mother.  But somehow just 3 days before I reach another one of life’s turning points I see myself as precisely that.  I have managed to get my shit together exactly the way I needed.  I am about to turn 30 and my life feels quite complete.  I feel balanced and alive.  I have a passion for my life now that I never thought would be possible and I am so glad it is.  I am immensely looking forward to my thirties and am stoked to see what each new day with my family will bring.  I will approach each new day with anticipation and with gratitude for the days that I have had.

Life can be a fascinating thing.  It can be awful and painful and beautiful and light all in the same moment.  Time keeps reminding us of this.  With each wrinkle, with each spot, with each ache that wasn’t there the year before. We just keep living.  We embrace life with a passionate fervor and never look back.   We find our reason.  Our purpose in this life.  At 30 I know that I am lucky enough to have found mine:

The man (my dad) who started it all with my two reasons for waking up each day.

If you wanna nanna wish me the happiest of happiest, please vote for my sexy ass in the Nickelodeon’s Parent’s Pick for BEST LOCAL BLOG in Cleveland.  Kisses.

Dear Samsung,

When I became a big kid I bought my very own washer & dryer.  That proud life moment was two years ago.  And although I absolutely ABHOR doing laundry, your washer & dryer did make it quite easy to do.  Until now.

2 Years later….and you my dear Samsung dryer decide to stop running.  Completely.

2 years later….and I find myself with a mountain of laundry taller than myself and a repair company that CAN’T GET Samsung parts but can quote me a god awful $800 for a replacement motor.  WTF?

Awesome.

When I found this out I called your headquarters Samsung, and your rep told me there was nothing they could do.  Sometimes motors just go bad. REALLY?  REALLY?  THEY JUST GO BAD?After 2 years it is ACCEPTABLE for your product to die?????

Awesomer.

I guess I should have seen this one coming since our brand new Samsung fridge broke 3 months after we bought it NEW.   Awesomest.

Samsung you can suck my balls. If I had any.

Lesson painfully and expensively learned.  Samsung sucks.  I don’t care if they are on Twitter & their TV’s look badass.   Their break into the appliance market is failing like the Bush Administration did back in 2003.  Way to go Samsung.  You suck as much as GW.

Quite an accomplishment if I might say.

Catcher & Lou: Family Meal Awesomeness

Every Saturday the Chef’s mamma cooks the entire staff ‘family meal.’  Catcher usually speaks a couple times about cars or his ‘pokey’ hair while Louisiana tries to find butcher knives. Shocker I know. But it’s a great time and I am so glad we do it.  The Chef gets to hang with the kids as well as show his appreciation for his rockin’ staff.  Good times at the Greenhouse.

I am very lucky to be going to the BlogHer conference this summer (for free)!  While I am excited about this I must say that I am also very nervous.  I have never been to a BlogHer conference and I really don’t know that many blogger chicks.  But that’s all about to change bitches.

I spoke with the Chef about having a BlogHer Conference 2009 meetup for Cleveland & Columbus peeps at The Greenhouse Tavern.  He was into the idea and a kick ass party was born.

Here are the details:

Date: Saturday June 13th, 2009

Time: 5.30pm-7.30pm

Place: The Greenhouse Tavern 2038 East 4th Street Cleveland, OH

Menu: Chef’s Selection of Appetizers & House Cocktail (Port Punch) CHECK OUT THE MENU HERE

Price: $20 pp

RSVP Required: Please call 216.443.0511 to reserve & mention you are with the BlogHer Happy Hour event.

Hope to see you there!!!!

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