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I Ain’t Scared of no Sauce Pan

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I am not much of a cooker. I never cook. I think we’ve talked about this. And basically every time I cook I write a blog post about it so here goes.

I COOKED DINNER! AND IT WAS GOOD. WOOOOOO.

Some back story. I went vegetarian last November. I actually TRIED to go vegan but cheese.

I just can’t quit you.

I have gone vegetarian before, the last time was when I was pregnant with Jones. And it pissed Casey off to no end because, in his words, he doesn’t have any ‘go to’ vegetarian dinners. After three months of culinary mutiny, I caved and went back to eating meat. And it just didn’t appeal to me at all.

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MOAR ZERMBIES! – In Which I Finally Discover The Walking Dead

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Have you ever heard a story that for some strange reason stuck in your head? Some random factoid that fell upon your ears and stayed lodged in your brain forever? Like this story about country singer Faith Hill:

Faith Hill remade Take Another Piece of My Heart by Janis Joplin (which is actually, to me, an executable offense, but that’s a different post). She was asked in an interview if she had ever heard the song prior to recording it. She had not, she said, and that was by design because she did want Janis Joplin’s version to influence her ‘take’ on the song.

Just the act of typing out that paragraph and linking to that video made me want to puncture my ears. I don’t hate Faith Hill. Cry is a great song. But you don’t remake a Janis song. Just… no. Don’t. Anyway…

My point is, I never knew why I kept that fact in my brain, but now I’m glad I did, because I have a Faith Hill story. As you know, I made a series of Energy Zombie videos for work. I didn’t do this alone. I had my zombie expert friend Trish by my side. Seriously, she knows EVERYTHING about zombies. It’s off-putting.

I had never seen a zombie movie. Ever. Not Evil Dead, not Dawn of the Dead, not Shaun of the Dead, not Zombieland, NOTHING. And I certainly had never watched The Walking Dead. For one very good reason.

I am a giant wussball.

That’s right. Me. I can’t watch anything remotely scary/gory/mildly suspenseful without getting piss my pants, don’t sleep for a week scared. When Casey and I were dating he wanted to watch Paranormal Activity with me, and I said OK because I wanted him to think that I was a woman who laughed in the face of possible demon possession.

I slept on my couch for two months because the door to my attic was right outside my bedroom.

So when I went to make our Energy Zombie videos, I was a true and literal zombie virgin. I just went with my gut and let Trish be my guide. She taught me about shambling, infection, brains.. all the strange and creepy things zombie lovers know by heart. And between the two of us, I think we did a pretty darn good job.

We wanted to time our Energy Zombie campaign to coincide with the premiere of AMC’s The Walking Dead, which I had heard of but never watched because of the whole pee my pants thing. Zero desire. Negative want. Would rather eat toenails. Not happening.

Until last night. Most of my best/worst idea stories start out with wine, and this is no different. One of my absolute besties, Molly, is staying with us this week. We were sitting around trying to figure out what we wanted to watch since The Voice isn’t on 24/7, an oversight I am hoping NBC corrects in the near future.

Casey mentioned he would like to start watching either A.) The Walking Dead or B.) Pretty Little Liars. I was all like, let me ask Twitter, and Twitter was all The Walking Dead, and I was all, I’ve had three glasses of wine so let’s cue up season one, episode one, The Walking Dead.

And then in like the first minute Deputy Grimes blew the brains out of a little girl zombie, so I upgraded to vodka.

YOU GUYS, I freaking LOVE THIS SHOW. Sweet Jesus eating lunch at a Cracker Barrel – it’s frigging AMAZING.

Was I scared? Hell yes, I was scared. Did I piss my pants? No. Did I slightly overdo it on the vodka, rendering the last 15 minutes of episode three a little fuzzy? Yes. Yes I did. Am I going to keep watching it? You bet your sweet non-walker ass I am. Casey might never be able to travel overnight ever again, and you might want to buy stock in Smirnoff, but yes, I will keep watching.

I am glad I didn’t watch it before I made MY zombie videos though. I think my zombies are kinder, gentler, funnier, and quite frankly, way nicer than the Walking Dead zombies. I will leave you with episode two of our Energy Zombies – Rise and Shine. Enjoy, and check back next week to see what those zany Shambles do next!

Yours in buying a night light,

Bethany

ERMEGERD, ZERMBIES!

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Fine. I admit it. I’ve been a terrible blogger lately. I’ve been ignoring you, and I wouldn’t blame you for one minute if you were mad at me.

Are you mad at me? I hate it when people are mad at me. Work has been crazy, I’ve been traveling, and to be honest, I haven’t been running much so I’ve been hiding from you so you won’t judge me. I don’t want to change the name of my blog to Just Plain Old Drinking Wine, but I may have to.

I still totally love you and think that you’re pretty/handsome/have lost weight/look great with the haircut.

How about a peace offering. So I said work has been crazy, and it has been. Crazy busy, crazy traveling, and crazy   they let me make a zombie video crazy. They let me and our social media manager write a series of four consumer education videos on Energy Zombies, then they let us hire a production company to make said videos. We casted internally, so the zombies are all employees and they did an AMAZING job.

We are releasing one a week for the next four weeks, and this one launched on Friday. So sit back, grab some popcorn… or grab some popcorn and then sit back, and enjoy the show. I will share another one this Friday, and in the meantime, I will try to come up with some hilarious yet uplifting post to share with you.

Until then, your in ZOMBIES!

Bethany

I Kissed A Llama and I Liked It

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Yeeeeee haaaaaaw! I’m riding a fake turkey!

In a move that will surprise absolutely no one, me and Casey bagged kayaking in Kentucky in favor of a daylong drinking binge through the Blue Mountain State.

We sweet talked Casey’s sister-in-law, Liz, to DD for us and asked Peg for some maps. We were about to show Lexington what happens when Pittsburgh shows up.

If you haven’t been to Kentucky, and really, why would you have, let me tell you that Lexington is home to a plethora of bourbon distilleries and vineyards. The reason for this is that the state needs something to do when the Wildcats aren’t playing. I’m sure there are some other reasons, but that’s the main one.

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Greetings from Kentucky!

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I am coming to you live from right outside of Lexington, KY – home of bluegrass, the UK Wildcats, a bazillion horse farms, and Casey’s mom and stepdad.

We are here for a family reunion, such as we are. Jim, Casey’s stepdad, has two sons, one of whom is married. They all live in North Carolina, and we came in from Pittsburgh, and Casey’s mom, Peg, almost exploded with delight.

There are two things in the world that send Peg into the realm of happiness where glitter and rainbows come shooting out of her eye sockets: her family and having visitors.

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Flashback Friday

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It’s Friday! Cheers, ya’ll!

My favorite part of that picture is the sippee cup in the bottom left corner. Leading me to believe I was taunting my toddler because I can drink wine and he can’t. MAN I love being an adult.

So I had this post about my homemade pizza experience all cued up for today and then I was like, you know what? It’s FRIDAY. It’s the weekend. Let’s do something FUN! So I went back to my old blog, the one I used to keep before Casey’s whole family started reading it and I could talk about sex and what not, and I pulled my favorite. So here you go. One of my favorite posts of all times, for your Friday reading pleasure.

(WARNING: There may or may not be a picture of something that rhymes with paint.)

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Updates and Such, the Why Yes, I AM on Vacation Again Edition

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Jones isn’t sure how he feels about the boardwalk. Or the ice cream.

Greetings my friends! I am writing this from the great state of Delaware, about a block away from the little part of the Atlantic coastline called Rehoboth Beach. I believe Rehoboth is an ancient Native American term for salt water taffy, but I’m not sure.

We are here for the 30th Smith Family Vacation. That’s right. 30th. For 30 years in a row the whole clan gets together to spend a an entire week vacationing with each other. There are the four Smith siblings, of which Casey’s dad is the brother, and all of their kids, grandkids, inlaws, outlaws, etc. It’s usually about 23-27 people, and in all 30 years no one has ever killed anybody. So they keep doing it.

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