I want to get physical.

It’s no secret I have been struggling to live a healthy lifestyle. All of my excuses have not helped me climb back down the scale. My 12 pounds of Christmas ended up being about four. Each time I look at a picture of myself from Fall of 2011 or earlier, I cringe. Not at the picture, but at what I see now. It’s not really about the number  on the scale though. It’s mostly what I see in the mirror and all about how I feel.

Circa January 2011
Circa January 2011

When I get on the treadmill (yes, the once in the past month) I feel sluggish. I roll over on Sunday morning when I should be excited to go to yoga and sweat the toxins out. When I want fast food, I get it. I can’t really explain any of these things. I’m going through the motions and I’m not living with a healthy purpose in mind. Yuck.

I keep thinking that one day I’m going to wake up and something big will convince me to change my lifestyle. I’ve just assumed that there’s a number on the scale that I will see and say “this stops today.” As the numbers fluctuate, I just seem to shrug my shoulders. I’m too busy to care about my well-being. I think I saw the sign this weekend and I’m ready to make better decisions. I don’t want to do anything drastic, and at least not yet. I also get the feeling that just a little change could make a big difference for me right now.

First step, I’m going to keep track of my eating, exercising, and water intake. I’ve been doing this pretty half-assed lately. This will be made easy by using my “Get Fit” stationery from Charm & Gumption. I’m absolutely loving it. The best part for me is filling in the eight waters each day. Drinking water is such a struggle-fest for me. Cucumbers and lemon are helping. I like to fill in the waters a different way each day, so far I’ve done waves, raindrops, chevrons, flowers, polka dots, spiderwebs, hearts (on Valentine’s Day, duh), swirls, you get the picture.


I also think the “today’s inspiration” and “today I feel” sections help me more than I realize. I’ve often left them void but when I have taken the moment to fill them in, I feel so much better. By having to fill in an inspiration, I create something positive, and I reinforce it by writing it out. It’s a little more that just reading it, and it’s a little more that seems to make a difference. The “today I feel” section might not be as positive but it’s reason for me to reflect that I might not have otherwise. Each time I fill in this box, I’m a little more self-realized. Some honesty with myself goes a long way.

I’m not sure what I can promise myself right now in the name of health. I know I can do more water, exercise every day- no matter how little, and not buy junk food. Let’s see how that goes, and then I’ll go from there.

How do you get back on track? Where do you find daily inspiration?

The Inaugural Post.

Welcome. Welcome to my new home for ramblings and dreams. Call Me Trouble will be my forum as I continue to tell my story. Thank you for finding me here! I pondered having a more structured blog, make-up on Monday, fitness on Tuesday, music on Wednesday; it wouldn’t be me. Even I don’t want to create a mold for myself. I am at my own liberty to write about red carpet, of World War II heroes, or how I miss Daria.

Topics You Can Expect To See:

  • CLE 
  • Food & Drink
  • Beauty
  • Travel
  • Romance
  • Literature
  • Sports
  • More on Crazy Girls
  • Fitness/Health
  • Fashion
  • Crafts/DIY
  • Graphs (these will be for you Nidhi!)
  • Music
  • History

And many, many more. I may also be featuring some refurbished posts from B&C in Cleveland on the weekends.

Here’s where I need you, which of these topics would you like to hear about the most? I’m curious.

Thanks for stopping by, come back soon!

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Relationship Advice: You Have To Ask.

Does this conversation sound familiar?

Context: Couple is driving home from a nice dinner out.

Lady: Honey, would you like to grab a drink at our favorite bar?

Gentleman: Uh, no, not really.

Lady: Oh okay.

Later that night…

Lady: We never do what I want to do.

Gentleman: What are you talking about?!

Lady: I wanted to stop by the bar for a drink after dinner and since you didn’t want to, we didn’t.

Gentleman: Wait, what? You never told me that!

And scene.

As I type out this dialogue, I cringe. I cannot even count how many times I’ve had a version of this headache. Who is at fault here? I think neither party is intentionally guilty. The lady really does feel like what she wants isn’t considered and the guy really had no clue she wanted to go to the bar.

When I think about a conversation like this, the answer seems obvious to me, the guy should have asked her if she wanted to go to the bar. Duh. Then she would have the opportunity to say yes, and then they could have a conversation about whether to go to the bar or not.

If I had Boyface review this conversation, the answer would be obvious to him, the lady should have told the man that she wanted to go to the bar. Duh. Then they could evaluate whether to go or not. Why wouldn’t she just volunteer the information, why should he be expected to dig for it.

The reality is that he shouldn’t. I presume if I ask him what he wants to do that he should reciprocate and ask me what I want to do. Then I have to remember he’s not a psychic and not to get upset if he doesn’t do something he didn’t know I wanted him to do. Sounds a little crazy when I put it like that, huh?


I’m learning to ask. I operate under the presumption he does care what I think but can’t care about what I think unless he knows it. Sounds absolutely nuts but it’s working out. Just try it, next time there’s something you want to do and you want someone to prompt you to ask for it, just ask for it. Be gracious, be polite, but for the love of goodness just come out with it!

Then, hopefully the conversation can go like this:

Context: Couple is driving home from a nice dinner out.

Lady: Honey, would you like to grab a drink at our favorite bar?

Gentleman: Uh, no, not really.

Lady: Oh, well I would like to stop in for a bourbon and cider.

Gentleman: Really? Okay, just for one.

Later that night…

Lady: Thanks for stopping for a drink with me.

Gentleman: Of course, I’m glad you suggested it.

Lady: Me too. 😉

Do you have trouble asking for things? Do you ever expect your loved ones to be psychic or vice-versa? 

p.s. I’ll make my big announcement on Monday! But for goodness sake, I’m not engaged!!

Great Lakes Theater: Blithe.

One of my favorite parts about “ending up” in Cleveland is our theater district. At first I thought it just seemed like it was everywhere because my first roommate in Lakewood was involved in theater throughout the city. Good news, it wasn’t just her. With Playhouse Square, The Cleveland Public Theater, The Cleveland Playhouse, and Great Lakes Theater we will never go culturally bankrupt.

This Friday (tomorrow!) I will be going to see Blithe and take advantage of some sinfully delightful pre-show fun. Before the show I will be doing this:

Master the art of making the perfect cocktail with
an expert mixologist and learn everything you ever
wanted to know about navigating a modern cocktail
party from professional etiquette consultant from the
Cleveland School of Etiquette, Colleen Harding.

I love everything mentioned above. I love learning etiquette and I adore drinking. I’ve already mastered making my favorite martini (blackberry with Hendrick’s), but hopefully I’ll learn a new trick or two for the next time I hostess. Following our educational endeavor will be Blithe, a comedic play I’m very excited to see. It involves a writer, a psychic, his second wife, and the ghost of his first one. That might be a recipe as delicious and devious as the ones we’ll learn before the show!

If you’d like to join me, which you absolutely should, click here for the information!

p.s. I don’t mean to be a tease, but I’m going to have something very exciting to share soon!

**As a blogger-person admission to the pre-show fun and the show are free.**

Career: The most valuable 4 questions.

Is it Wednesday already or only Wednesday? I’m having trouble deciding. Let’s go with Wednesday already.

Recently, I received a Women in Leadership Certificate from Case after taking a series of courses ranging from communication to negotiation. One course has a panel session I will never forget. Each woman had experienced difficult situations ranging from companies going under, to being the first female to earn partner at a law firm back in the day. They were my definition of courage.

One woman, when asked how she handled her company going scandalously out of business said, “you just step back and ask yourself, what pieces do I have left and how do I put them back together and do something with them?” I’m sure she was dismayed, I’m sure she had an “oh shit” moment but I’m also sure she never lost her sense of self.

She resonated with me. She attended school in New York and before she even said it, I knew she had been a cheerleader. Her poise and projection said it all. After the presentation I wanted to shake her hand and say thank you for her story. One other girl and I became her captive audience as she shared with us some of the best advice I’ve ever received. She reviewed the questions she asks herself to make sure she’s where she ought to be:

1. Am I learning something?
2. Do I make a difference?
3. Do I share the same values as this organization?
4. Am I having fun?

She noted that she can usually tell the answer to the fourth question by the time she reviews the first few. I love this because no matter where you are the answer may not be yes to all four of the questions all the time. As long as it’s most of them, most of the time, you’re all right. Our jobs may be challenging at times, or all the the times, but it’s worth it to me if I’m learning and making a difference. It’s okay to have a tough meeting if your colleagues know exactly what to say to make you laugh. Tough people are easier to work with if you can hold the perspective of them being a faulty cog in an otherwise well-meaning machine.

What do you think of these questions? How do you know if you’re on the right path?

p.s. I have something exciting to share coming up.

My Encounter with Hot Yoga.

Some weekends are meant for laundry and sleep. Such was this one. I also had class on a Saturday- this should be banned. It wasn’t all that bad though. My professor is very reminiscent of Jay Pritchett from Modern Family. The similarities in their speech patterns and nuances is almost scary. I suppose there’s a whole generation of Jay Pritchetts though and that’s why Modern Family is a comedic genius.

So my weekend was laundry, sleep, and school.

And yoga. Hot yoga. Not like, I looked hot doing this yoga, but warm, really temperature hot yoga. I actually looked disgusting doing it because I was so sweaty. So it was a good thing I brought the one person who I want to see me as attractive (fail.)

Prana Bodhi just opened in Lakewood and for their grand opening offered an open house and free classes. I stopped by the open house on Saturday and was pleasantly surprised by how physically close to home the studio is, the cheerful color palette, and the delicious food provided. The best part of all was being able to see some of my favorite people. Chatting with Nidhi, Crystal, Sarah, and Julie makes me so happy, it’s the feeling you get from surrounding yourself with positive people that want the best for you. It was a huge break of sunshine in my life. Julie is killing it for social media promotion– she should run for mayor, as the owner of Prana says. They had all been in class and were absolutely glowing. Everyone said they wanted to nap but I wouldn’t really understand this statement until the following morning, after I had taken a class…

I’ll admit, I’ve been on a leave of absence from working out. It could be the lack of time, or stress, but regardless, I’ve just been making excuses for the past two, three, maybe even four weeks? It’s too painful to count. On Sunday morning I even tried to get out of it, “but it’s so snowy” I told Boyface. “Nope,” he said, “just windy out and it’s so close.” Dang, I thought, push has come to shove. 90 minutes of hot, bikram-style yoga, here I come.

We attended the 8 a.m. class. It was very intimate. Just me, my partner-in-crime, and one of my favorite bloggers to read that I hadn’t met in real life yet! We moved through the class, doing each position twice, it was amazing to feel the improvement in just two times. I can how this becomes addicted. It’s not easy though, when she said something along the lines of, “Okay, that was just our warm-up” I thought, holy moly. About halfway through the class I felt faint. I’m a notoriously bad water drinker and I started to see the stars and spots. I took a knee for a couple reps, took a sip of water and was fine throughout the remainder. When we left and walked out into the frigid air it felt refreshing for the first time this winter. I can’t wait to go back!

We kind of looked like this!

I am sore today, but it’s the good kind of sore. I forgot how working out makes me feel, even if I don’t think it helps me lose weight. I might even work out tonight- but if I don’t get my marketing done first I’m in a lot of trouble!

How was your weekend? Have you ever tried hot yoga, did you like it?


Happy Valentine's Day: Where love begins.

Each story of love begins somewhere. Some of my favorite love stories begin with some pretty far-fetched meet-cutes. In Closer, Alice meets Dan when he helps her after seeing her get hit by a taxi. In Love Actually, the Prime Minister goes door to door to find the secretary he secretly admired. In American Beauty, Jane falls for her conveniently located neighbor. As crazy as it might seem, I think I thought love was supposed to be immediate. There would be some strange coincidence that would bring me and Mr. Right together and we would live happily ever after. Continue reading “Happy Valentine's Day: Where love begins.”