Show your CLE pride for the Cavs

Friday, November 30, 2012
It is officially basketball time in Cleveland with the Cavs season kicking off a few weeks ago. I don't know that I could pick football over basketball as my favorite sport to watch but I could pick football over basketball as my favorite "social" sport.  Between my breakfast of champion pre-parties and tailgating, I am sold on football.

Back in my childhood days, I did grow up watching a hell of a lot more basketball and even poorly played a few years myself in junior high. My dad and brother are diehard college basketball fans, both played in high school and my dad even used to referee high school games for as long as I can remember.

So, if I were to be quizzed, I would know a hell of a lot more about traveling versus being offsides......

To help you guys get yourselves to the game, the kind people at Key Bank have provided me with 8 tickets (2 sets of 4) to giveaway to the 12/5 game against the Chicago Bulls.

Who wants to go?

1) To enter, simply tell me who your favorite Cavs player of all time was/is in the comment section below. Leave your email address or Twitter handle so it's easy for me to contact you!
2) Want a second entry? Tweet "I want to win Cavs tix for the 12/5 game from @allisonpeltz #KeyLegLamp

And at the game, keep your eyes out for all the A Christmas Story themed prizes including any pink bunnies or fragile crates around the Q and all attendees can take home a bobble leg lamp to add a little fun to your holiday decor.

Want the chance for your own trip to the house? Key Bank is hosting a sweepstakes where a grand prize winner will win a private suite for the Cavs vs Hawks game, special VIP tour of the A Christmas Story House, limo pickup for dinner at Bac and $500 giftcard.

What are you waiting for?!

Disclosure: KeyBank provided tickets for my randomly chosen winners with no compensation. Unfortunately I won't be attending the game because I'll be rocking out to Grace Potter instead. Tickets will be picked up at will call on 12/5. Drawing will be on 12/3, winner announced on Twitter on 12/4.

13.1 miles take two

Last week, a friend and I crossed the finish line of our second half marathon in 2012 on a brisk Sunday morning for the Strongsville Fall Classic.

Runners unite.
Instead of sleeping in, we were up early to join the all the runners while there was frost still on the ground and the sun was shining, making us think it was a lot warmer than it actually was.

After meeting who I'm going to call "Ruth," she shared that she was 76 and has ran 55 marathons in her lifetime. Fifty-five marathons, people! She was this absolute ball of energy who was so excited to be up with everyone to start what was probably her 56th half marathon if not more.

The only one her age bracket....
I started to think about why I started running (I'll use that term loosely) because I don't actually consider myself much of a runner. My reason is simple -  I started to run after my dad was diagnosed with cancer over five years ago and signed up for a half marathon that supported Multiple Myeloma research.

As a kid, I have memories of my dad leaving for a run with his Asics and navy hooded sweatshirt for what felt like forever, but in all actuality it was likely 40 minutes. But let's be real here - when you are kid, forty minutes feels like an eternity and my brother and I knew we could stay out that much later or get in trouble before he got back to yell at me for likely beating up my little brother.

Posing on front porch post summer run. Socks and jellies - the only way to go!

Fast forward to six years ago, my dad's "running career" was cut  a bit short because of his bionic leg surgery so I sort of thought, "Well, I guess I should start running because he can't anymore " and that's how I found myself signing up to run my first race. At the time, I was incredibly out of shape and needed some kind of motivation to get me moving again and regain focus that I had lost, so a friend and I signed up for our first half marathons. Plus, I didn't want to look back and think, "I wish I would've done that" or had any other regrets.

Let's get this show on the road!
A few years later, I find myself testing my physical and mental limits, to run faster and farther while bonding with friends during long runs or attending a weekly hot yoga session on Saturday mornings.
crossing the finish line
Considering I have three races under my belt, my goal for next year is to run two half marathons again, get my mile time down (because my dad said so) and join a team to complete the Tough Mudder in April. Who doesn't think a little electrocution, jumping off a 15-foot cliff into freezing cold water and crawling under barbed wire isn't fun on a spring afternoon?

So if you are thinking of starting to run, box, join Crossfit, sign up for a yoga retreat or take that bootcamp class, what are you waiting for?

If you need an extra boost of motivation, head over to my friend Kristina's blog, Strong and Glamorous, for her own personal transformation to competing in her first fitness competition while sharing healthy recipes and workout routines to get a behind like J.Lo. Like woah is right.

no sleep till brooklyn

For my Thanksgiving break, I spent it like most of you did by meeting up with friends who were out of town, catching up with family over an amazingly delicious Thanksgiving dinner and enjoying every minute of my time off from the daily grind of work and being present with everyone I spent time with for five days.

Did I sleep enough? Of course not.

Did I mind? Nope because I consumed copious amounts of tea to keep me going.

Did I laugh endlessly and take too many pictures? You better believe it.

Catching up with friends who live in other cities on a night of a 1000 stars in our hometown

Spending time with family and teaching the youngest one to high five (I'm still sticking to that, Jess!)

Heading back to four of the most fun years of my life only to discover our house was condemned

Celebrating a friend and toasting to her and her fabulous new husband with a dance party

Rang in the 3-0 with a dear friend dancing to her favorite music - old school hip hop

Hosting friends for an indoor tailgating and celebrating a win all day long

After extended weekends like this past one, I almost require a vacation from my vacation to catch up and take a breather. Or, maybe a quiet and relaxing weekend should be ahead of me to enter the last month of 2012.

Celebrating my person

I pulled off my first surprise party this weekend for a dear friend to redo her 30th birthday party since she was pregnant this time last year.

"Allison, I don't need a surprise, I just want my friends at dinner with me."

Yeah, yeah - I've heard that before and her husband and I wanted to do something a little different this year because Erin always seems to find the perfect gift or throw the perfect party for her friends and family. And, it was about time we celebrated Erin for a change.

Celebrating my surprise 24th birthday, courtesy of Erin

Erin may be the best kind of friend a person can have and luckily I met her all those years ago in a speech class way back when at Kent State University. We joke we are each other's person a la Grey's Anatomy but she is truely someone I'm incredibly thankful for every day, pushes me when needed and is an amazing support system.

In the past ten years, we have been by each other's sides through an eventful spring break to Acacpulco, a Las Vegas trip that I crashed, a plethora of boyfriends, her beautiful wedding to her husband and many birthday celebrations that have only gotten better each year. She is the kind of girl who you answer your phone for at 3 in the morning and she's the kind of girl who offers her spare room for six weeks and stands up for you no matter how pregnant she is.

The birthday girl; a sampling of colossal cupcakes and the surprise party

Ripped his pants on his first bowl; birthday girl and Katie; Nadine with her fav ball; and the my lucky bowling shoes

Based on how late we celebrated, I'm going to guess that she loved every minute of our cupcake eating, wine drinking, bowling marathon kind of night spent downtown Cleveland.

Editor's note: Erin - I hope you know how much you inspire the people around you on a daily basis all the way down to that little girl we call BKE. I hope 30 take two was everything you hoped for!

I've never met a sequin I didn't like

It's that time again, Cleveland!

It's the ticket kick off event for Playhouse Square's Jump Back Ball "Jump Back Two Spaces" happening tomorrow.

Where: Market Garden Brewery
What: Jump Back Ball ticket sales
When: Thursday, November 15,  5:30 to 7:30 p.m.
Ticket prices: $135 per person and $110 each if you are a Partner like me! (Two ticket minimum)

If you are thinking of going to the event on February 23, you want to scoop up your tickets tomorrow because this will be the lowest price to purchase tickets at for the event.

Don't wait - get them early rather than waiting until the last minute because tickets will 1) sell out by early January 2) be more expensive and you can use the money you saved on a pair of shoes for the event instead!

Never been? Take a look through last year's event here to get a feel for what it's like from start to finish.

Ticket kick off time means the start of a search for a perfect dress for the evening. With all the holiday sales coming up in the next six weeks, I'd be a fool to not take advantage of them for this event and I'm already thinking sequins for this year's event.

Wearing the color of the season - oxblood - in all sequins from Topshop at $130

Plum sequin dress from BCBG for $298

Rose gold + sequins = my dress...when it goes on sale....BCBG for $448

It's early (I know) but I'm already getting a head start on what I want to wear even though it will come down to a game time decision. Doesn't it always?!?

Party kind of weekend

The craziness of the fall season is in full swing. I can't tell you much I was looking forward to this weekend because all of celebrations happening from a surprise birthday/engagement party to karaoke with Alexa at Noodlecat to a Madonna dance party to an impromptu Sunday Funday while we enjoyed a beautiful 70 degree day in Cleveland. (Non-Clevelanders - this doesn't happen that often, so yes we were out in flip flops and sitting out on patios.)

Happy engagement and birthday, my dear friend!

Surprise to Katie!

Alexa holding the karaoke fort down at Noodlecat

Creepy glasses photo during karaoke - Ahmed wins!

How was the Madonna show?  Amazing. Fabulous. Of course I loved every second of the show just like I did when I saw her a few years back at the Reinvention Tour in Chicago, but I'm not sure the rest of the crowd enjoyed it based on the fact that it wasn't that crazy-I-can't-hear-myself-think kind of loud. Yes, it was loud at times (especially during her old school rendition of Like A Prayer) but as I looked around me, it wasn't the crazy kind of energy you would see at a Gaga concert. Just saying, Madge......

Dinner at Chinato before Madge's show - glitter all around

Just a sampling of the costumes at the show

Starting off Sunday with mimosas and bourbon

As Lisa said, "I'm so glad I pulled these from the lost and found from Old Angle."

tumblr crush

I can't enough of some tumblr pages and this happens to be one of them.

Let me introduce you to #myfriendsaremarried. It will make you spit out your morning coffee or almost choke on your salad at lunch from laughing so hard from some of the posts. I die (in the voice of Rachel Zoe) and seriously, this makes me almost cry at some points because of the hilariousness that is this site.

Sidenote: What did we do before tumblr? I don't even remember.

There are gems on each page, but here a few that were extra special for just for today. 

Ha ha - Oh Chels.

I die.
Let's hope it's not as bad as I think.

The cameo wedding

This past weekend, my friends and I headed to the windy city to celebrate a very long time friend, who I believe I met in 7th grade, as he married the love of his life in front of friends and family.

For years, I used to ride my bike to his house and hang out our friend's grandpa's pool in the summer where I introduced the boys to the tanning concoction of baby oil and iodine where Ryan soon became my go-to source for any music. Pop music that is. Even though he will probably deny it, he gave me the Baby One More Time cd and every time I hear Natalie Imbruglia "Torn," I think of him because he was OBSESSED with her and hair.

Guests traveled from all over to spend the weekend together and everything went off without a hitch from having all our friends arrive safely to the beautiful ceremony to an entertaining reception and after party that lasted a bit longer. Thanks, daylight savings!

Carrie and Ryan; lovely little details at the reception

congratulations to Carrie and Ryan

fun with props takes 1 through 4

class of 2001

 At this reception, I also encountered the one and only, the myth I have heard about, a real Vince Vaughn from "Wedding Crashers" who I will simply call "the wedding guy."

Considering I was the only single girl among my friends, I was the only target for this guy and he was like white on rice at times, asking each and every one of my friends about me and explained my lack of a dating situation.

At first, he was somewhat funny, entertaining and the life of the party, yelling and clapping during all the speeches but then after one too many shots of whatever he was drinking, it all sort of came crashing down and I was on the receiving end of his junior high antics. He totally went 7th grade on me and started blatantly insulting me as my friends watched from a far, fully knowing that he was going up in flames with his lack of pick up lines.

Throughout much of our interaction, I kept thinking, "he did not JUST say that" but oh yes, yes he did, completing memorable one liner after another one liner when I didn't think it could get any worse, he somehow found a way to go there. As I politely walked away to grab a drink, say hello to a friend or even dance, he had this way of sort of popping up out of nowhere to be right smack in my personal space.

At this point,  all you can do is burst into laughter, twirl a few strands of hair and think, "you have GOT to be kidding me." But let's be honest, my friends got a kick of the whole thing and if you are wondering, I went home by myself that night to a night of peaceful slumber away from "the wedding guy."

Oh boys..... on to the next!