Tuesday, May 9, 2017

You may be an esports significant other if

I think I've had a draft of this blog post since my blog's inception.

But recent events made me realize that there may be some (a few, not many) people out there that may feel the same way. That is, the weird life that is the significant other of someone in the esports or video game industry.

I have been Breaky's "other half" for 5 years. I have alluded to the struggles of being a wife to someone who travels a lot for their craft. There are many other struggles that other significant others may find they can relate to. Or maybe not, maybe these struggles are unique to me, I dunno.

Anyway, I figured it may be fun to actually hunker down and finish this blog post about things I've noticed have become a part of my identity as the wife of an esports figure. Enjoy.


You may be an esports significant other if:

1. You have no idea what their schedule is for the next week/month/year



My family can attest, his schedule makes it really hard to pin down family vacations, dates, holidays etc... Heck, this past year was one of maybe two Thanksgivings he was able to enjoy in the states! Although, did I mention he was in Sweden like, two days before our wedding? Yeah...


2. Learning names feels like double duty



Not only do you have to remember a person's real name, but very often their gamer name. I do not think there are many of our friends who calls Breaky by his real name.

There are times we are gaming together and I have to ask who this particular person is because I forgot their gamer name. On the flip-side, I sometimes forget that people have real names, and are, for example, not called WZA in real life.


3. Getting their attention can be a task



Esports is a career that is steeped in technology, including social media. Whether it is an important Skype conversation about how they may be traveling to Sweden next week, a Reddit post about the latest tournament drama, or checking their official Facebook page, their attention may have to be dedicated elsewhere other than you talking about how your work day went. Heaven forbid if you need to ask a question while they are actually in a game! (I know better now).

I personally handle this pretty O.K. I am not one who needs like, constant attention, and honestly, I have a lot of hobbies that would require me to not be around other people all the time. However, I can randomly be needy. Breaky knows this. I am very obvious about it too, which helps him figure out when he needs to pay attention to me for like, 20 minutes. Communication is key.


4. You check to see how much time you have when someone asks what your significant other does for a living.



For me, the quick and "easy" version is "he does a lot of video production in the video game industry" or "he works for a video game company". Obviously, that's not wrong, but when I am running down the hall to grab something from the printer, I do not want to have to explain to Bob from HR what an esport is, or how there are "broadcasters" or "casters" for these events.


5. You get a lot of questions about how an esport can be considered a real thing



I used to get really excited when there is a segment on esports on TV. Like the CBS morning show, or another news segment. I couldn't understand why Breaky didn't get as excited as I did. But then I watched them. The amount of condescending, un-informed dribble that would come out of these segments was astounding. Much of this information was false and based on opinions of a generation who not only doesn't "get it" but doesn't want to try to hear the other side.

The episode of Bull on CBS did a better job of portraying esports. Who knows, maybe things are getting better. Then again, maybe not.


6. You find yourself lost when your significant other has conversations about a game, event or feature you know nothing about



Especially in the beginning of our relationship when Breaky and his coworkers started talking "shop" I found myself zoning out. As many of those coworkers got significant others, I had people I could converse with about something else.

More recently, I find myself in the middle of those conversations, but am acutely aware if there are stragglers who may not know what we are talking about. I do my due diligence to make sure to either steer the conversation in a different direction, or try to engage them in some way.


7. If you are a gamer too, date night could mean gaming date night



Breaky and I have been doing a lot of Minecraft together lately. We call these nights "gaming date nights." They are nice, until you know, one of us accidentally hits the other with a shovel, or laughs so hard they cry when a creeper blows up after falling from God only knows where on top of their head (oh goodness was that funny, one minute he was there, the next BOOM, gone! haaahaha....sorry babe)
I even have a blog post about our Minecraft adventures, but I am not sure my enthusiasm for figuring out how to make colored carpet warrants a full blog post, but Breaky was excited for me, so that's that. True love ladies and gentlemen.


8. If your significant other uses a headset mic, you often get frustrated when you think they are talking to you, but are talking to internet friends


Sometimes this is ok though. For example, last night Breaky said to his teammate "don't decapitate me!" or something like that. I, for one, would never do that, nor would that be something he would ever have to worry about from me.

HOWEVER, sometimes if we are in the same room and he starts talking, I can't tell if he's talking to me or not. So we have a system. He lets me know when I have to pay attention to him (see #3)


9. Loud noises/shouting is background noise



I am married to someone who's official job title is "Shoutcaster". No joke. Also, about 90% of his job is done in our house in our studio/office. Has been this way ever since we lived together in our apartment. Now, a good chunk of the "yelling" isn't like, angry yelling. Well, sometimes there is raging, but most of the time, it is hype yelling. It is something that I have just gotten used to. Heck, after 2 months, the dog got used to it too.

There have been many times we'll have company over when Breaky is still streaming or casting, and they will stop mid-sentence because of the shouting. I get confused about why they stopped and what they are hearing. Then it hits me. Normal people are not used to shouting as background noise.


10. You learned a new language without realizing it




I actually did a blog post about this too. I have had to learn a lot of acronyms at first. Now the struggle is to remember to not use them, oh, let's say...at work. Or around my family. Or at the farmer's market. Normal people don't know what to do if I randomly start spouting off about Linda down the hall being "super salty" or Mike from finance being a troll. Especially if your boss is an older medical doctor.



Well, I hope you all had as much fun reading this as I had making it. It was loads of fun. If I missed anything, please leave a comment!


Friday, April 21, 2017

Food Friday Sausage Dip Livestreamed

Last week, Breaky made my oh-so-famous sausage dip, on his stream: twitch.tv/breakycpk

Normally, I do most of the cooking. Not necessarily out of necessity, but because I genuinely enjoy doing it. Always have. Sometimes I'll ask Breaky for some help, like taking things out of the freezer the night before, or preheating the oven if we are making something like lamb that's going to take a while.

Now, he does cook. He can make his Dad's mashed potatoes (leave a comment if you think that recipe should be the next one he lives streams!) and he can follow a recipe, so my faith in him to honestly make a home-cooked meal is there. He is just not practiced at it. Partially my fault, as I don't really give him a chance to have a lot of practice. In my defense though, especially with all the casting he's been doing, I am usually the one in a position to actually make something by 6:30-7:00 pm.

Breaky was doing some IRL streaming one day. If you are not familiar with Twitch.tv's IRL, basically people stream the every-day things they do. Twitch primarily revolves around gaming, but you can stream walking your dog, or reading, or painting your nails... (honestly, I don't really know, I'm guessing here). So Breaky was doing some IRL streaming of him walking our dog and then doing a bunch of chores. He ended up making himself a chicken taco. Very simple, he put chicken and cheese in a tortilla, wrapped it up and nuked it for, I dunno, 30 seconds. He had quite a few viewers and it was well received. We joked around that he could start his own cooking live-stream segment, and I mentioned how we needed to make the dip for a BBQ we were going to at a friend's house.

Thus, he live-streamed making "my" dip on his channel.

Here is the masterpiece:

Friday, April 14, 2017

Loss

I'm going to go a little against the grain today.

Most of my blog posts involve some kind of geeky, nerdy, gaming-related topic.

Today, not so much.

Because even geeks, nerds and gamers can and do experience loss. It is something that, regardless of who you are, you experience. Whether you are Horde, Alliance, Hanzo main, or just a noob, chances are pretty good that, in real life, you will and/or have experienced loss.


5 years ago today, I lost one of my best friends from high school. I did not find out about this until the next day, when I got a call from my mother.

Me: "Hello!"
Mom: "Have you checked Facebook today?!"
Me: "Nope, I've been working on a paper for my finals."
Mom: "Oh. Oh God. Um."
Me: "Mom? What's happened?"
Mom: "I would rather you hear it from me than read it on Facebook. *Your friend* died in a motorcycle accident"
Me: (I immediately fell to my knees. My arms lost all feeling, and all I could think about was how painful this had to be for his mother)

*side note* : I try to keep a little anonymity with my blog. I rarely use Breaky or my real first or last names, so in the spirit of that, I will try not to use names in this blog. 

It is weird. You never know how you are going to react to news like that. Mostly because you never thought you would get news like this. My friend was in the military. He had traveled overseas, in areas he couldn't disclose. When he was deployed, yeah, I prepared myself a little bit. But he was home. Where he was supposed to be safe.

Of course, when I found out, I was alone in my apartment. So I did what any other warm-blooded woman would do when distressed. I cleaned the Hell out of my apartment. No joke. In between sobs and hiccups and tears, clothes got folded, dust got demolished, dishes were spotless, because if I stopped, it would be real. Everything would be too real. He would be really gone.

I considered calling some friends from work to come over and be with me. My sister was at the movies, so couldn't be reached, and I really didn't have anyone else. But there was little they were going to be able to do other than see me a complete mess, which I had too much pride to do.


As the days, months and years go by. you heal. In your own way, no one else's. Everyone, I mean everyone, deals with loss in a different way. I won't go in to how I dealt with it completely, but I will say that music helped. Still does.





As I had mentioned in a previous blog post, this song from Billy Talent struck a note with me and my personal loss.


I had days where I would feel guilty about the loss I felt. How so many people were closer to him than I was. Who was I to mourn? But I did. Because he was close to me. He did help shape who I became. He was a Seabee in the Navy. The motto for the Seabees is "Can Do". My friend embodied that attitude. Put some of the stuff we deal with in to prospective. If his attitude was "Can Do", then mine will be too. I even have the logo on my bulletin board to remind myself of that every day. At work, whenever someone asks for something, I will always reply with CAN DO!



Days like today make me realize that he never met Breaky. He didn't celebrate with us when we got married. I will never have another Michigan bonfire with inebriated shenanigans. I can't have phone conversations about BBQing pork the right way. That breaks my heart every time.

What I do have are memories. Pictures, videos, conversations, and stories. All of it. Good, bad, sad, funny. That's what we have now. That is all we will have moving forward.

I probably won't advertise on social media that I made this post. Mostly because this is more like therapy than it is to serve any kind of audience. But maybe it can make people realize we all experience loss and sadness. If talking about things helps you cope, please feel free to reach out to me. I know everyone deals with things like this differently, but if you need someone to listen, there are many people out there who will.


Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Happy Blogiversary

My blog turns 1 today! Happy Anniversary to my blog! Or is it Happy Birthday to my blog? Does Hallmark make an Anniversary or Birthday cards for blogs or bloggers? I don't think there would be an appropriate demographic to support such an idea, but hey, you never know now-adays.

Well, anyway, decided to do a quick blog post, because, honestly, the anniversary kind of snuck up on me. Been doing this for a year! Crazy to think. Lots has happened, from Breaky doing his own thing, to my new job, to multiple gaming adventures.

Much more to come ladies and gents, that's a promise.




Here is a quick animation of a bunch of pictures I've shared in multiple blogs thus far this year.

Thanks for everything guys! Means a lot to me.

Thursday, March 30, 2017

TBT with Wreck it Ralph

What a great day to find out about Wreck it Ralph 2 . It is Thursday, which means I can post a "Throwback Thursday" without having to fudge what day it actually is. Because it is a Thursday. Not a Monday or Wednesday. Hey, don't judge me, after some work days it is really hard to know what day it is, where I am and what the heck I am supposed to do. Adulting. 

For Halloween 2014, our first Halloween in our new house, Breaky and I decided to be Ralph and Vanellope from Wreck it Ralph. As you can kinda tell, our costumes were thrown together by a bunch of stuff, including a wig that a bunch of the S2 guys used during a cast of HoN. Everything else we either got from Amazon, Etsy or Meijer. If there is interest, I can outline where I got what.




Obviously, we both really liked the movie. Old-school nostalgia of video games we both played, compounded by some great animation, a fantastic story-line and an even better message. Not to mention the wonderful voice talents of the likes of John C. Reily, Sarah Silverman, Jane Lynch, and the dearest Alan Tudyk. 

A while ago we heard they were making a second movie. Normally, any time I see a sequel or a remake of a really good movie, I groan. Mostly because the remake is so bad it tarnishes the original, or it strays so far from the original, it really is a completely different movie with the same title. Or the sequel was only made for the $$$ and is sub-par, but still rakes in money because of the brand recognition. There are obvious exceptions, which I would love to hear in the comments below! 

BUT, in this case, when we heard there was a Ralph 2, I was actually excited. Since it has been 5 years since the original, I figured that it wasn't simply a money grab, as if that were to have happened, it would have happened within a few years of the original movie. 

So imagine how much more amped up my excitement got that, as a primarily PC gamer, the title of Wreck it Ralph came out: "Ralph Breaks the Internet"


Whaaaaaaaat? Obviously a jab at that one "celebrity" who's "viral" campaign was set to "break the internet" (now, reread that sentence, and imagine me doing air-quotes and the words dripping with sarcastic disdain). 

Besides that, it obviously means that more PC/Console will probably make appearances. Which, honestly is pretty cool. As long as they put the same amount of detail and little "easter eggs" like they did the previous movie. Heck, if you have like, an hour to kill, go to IMDB's page for Wreck it Ralph and check out the trivia section. I found out I missed a bunch of hidden shout-outs. Kinda makes you want to watch the movie again, doesn't it? 

Is anyone else excited for this movie? Especially now that you have the title? Anyone apprehensive? Say so in the comments. Also, let me know what remakes and sequels don't suck. Maybe it will change my outlook on sequels and remakes that have run rampant nowadays. 

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Pi Day

Yes, I am posting a food-related post not on a Friday. Still a Food Friday though. Because I said so. Kind of. Also, I wish it was Friday.

Happy 3.14159265359... day. Or also known as Pi Day. Because it is 3/14. Ha ha. Very cute. Math.

Now, as many of you may know, if you know me at all, that I do not make a habit of baking. While sometimes my cooking disasters turn out salvageable, my baking has had an atrocious legacy. Mostly cakes. They just do not turn out, or I am too impatient.


Exhibit A. Happy Birthday Breaky

BUT, one thing I do bake is apple pie. My Dad makes the best apple pies, and it has kind of become a tradition. My Dad is similar in kitchen styles to me, in that he kind of makes things up as he goes, and rarely uses a recipe. If he does, it is a complicated old family recipe, like the Julekakke at Christmas, or it is a recipe he created and wrote down to remember. I once asked him if he has his apple pie recipe so I can include it in our family recipe book. He said that he just uses the recipe from the box of Kraft Minute Tapioca. I look over at him, knowing full well he had modified it in some way. "What about the apple juice?" I ask. "Well, yeah, I guess I add that" he said. "And the extra crust?" "Well, that's just for fun." 

Two peas in a pod. 





So, I present the modified Kraft Minute Tapioca Apple Pie. (Original Recipe here)

Ingredients:

  • 6 cups of thinly sliced peeled apples
  • 3/4 cup sugar (my Dad substitutes the appropriate amount of Splenda/Stevia to make it sugar-free-ish)
  • 2 Tbsp Minute Tapioca
  • 1/2 tsp ground cinnamon (or as much as you think is right)
  • 1/4 ground nutmeg (I used just a little less)
  • 1 package ready-to-use refrigerated pie crust
  • Apple juice (just a few sprinkles)
Instructions:

Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Peel and slice up your apples if you have not already










As you are tossing the apples in to a large mixing bowl, sprinkle a little apple juice into the mixture. This will prevent the apples from going brown super fast. Toss in the sugar, tapioca and spices as you go along. Mix together. 



Line the pie plate of your choice with one of the crusts (the package will have two). Read the directions on what ever pre-made crusts you have. Some will instruct you to poke holes with a fork along the bottom to prevent bubbling. 

Put the mixture in and cover with the remaining crust. Some crust may be left over over the sides. Cut that stuff off, toss it in sugar and cinnamon, put on a separate baking sheet. Cut slices/slits on the top of the pie crust to allow steam to escape. You may want to put a little melted butter or spray butter on the top, especially near the crusts to make a nice golden brown. I always add a little cinnamon to the top too. 

Put the pie and the baking sheet in. Take the extra pieces that are on the baking sheet out after about 10-15 minutes, and you have a fun little snack while you wait. 

The pie should bake for just about 40-50 minutes until the top is golden-ish brown or some of the juice is bubbling through. 




*Disclaimer, this recipe only makes one pie. I made two for today. So I doubled the recipe




HAPPY PI DAY FOLKS!


Monday, March 6, 2017

Only When He Leaves

This sh*t (literally) only seems to happen when he is gone.

So, in case any of you did not know, Breaky is gone for a full week (and a few days) to cast the qualifiers for a Dota2 major event. I wrote two different blog posts (1 and 2) about what it is like to have a spouse who leaves all the time for events like this.

We have a pretty good system going regarding our day-to-day lives, both when he is here and when he is not. Ever since he went free-lance, it has been nice, as he takes DogCPK out for her first walk of the day before he starts streaming, and she can hang out with him while he streams. This means I can stay at work and have a working lunch. When he is gone, I go home during lunch, take her for a walk and then come home and take her for another one (or let her play outside on the lead... depending on how nice the weather is).


She needs to have at least one long-ish walk halfway through the day, or else our guard dog thinks she must protect us from scary things like, oh, cords, glasses, heels, carpet etc... So keeping her exercised is a very, very good idea. If I wrote about DogCPK's shenanigans, this blog would be more aptly called The Sometimes-Good-But-Sometimes-Naughty Geek Dog.


"Wanna play some Hearthstone? Let me sit between you and the laptop
That helps, right mom?"


But this crazy antic happened during my lunch walk and I couldn't help but write about it in my head, and it made me laugh out loud.

So. DogCPK was very happy to go for her walk today. Lots and lots of energy. Having had our dog for about a year, we know she usually is quite rambunctious right before she has to potty. Now if potty talk makes you uncomfortable, you might as well stop right there, because this story is about poo. Sorry (not really).

So, DogCPK is zooming back and forth, and I can tell a #2 is a-coming. So, as to expedite the process of doggy doo pick-up, because let's be honest, no one looks hot or sexy picking up dog crap, I get a baggie ready. She's doin' her bizznazz, and I notice that she's getting done, but there is some still kinda hanging on. I watch with eyes rolling as she darts away with not one, but two completely separate dingleberries stuck to her behind. One goes flying on to the other side of the sidewalk, as the other is still.... well.... stuck. She's hunching over, while still running around mind you, trying to get it out, all the while, I'm chasing after her with the bag trying to swipe it away.


Giving up, I pick up the two separate piles and get another bag, trying to get the berry swinging from her rafters as she is avoiding me like the plague. I don't blame her, I wouldn't want anything to do with a crazy lady with two bags that smell like my poo trying to touch my butt all while I have something stuck to my backdoor. Finally, she cowers over, and I am able to grab the once flying feces.

So now I have two bags of poo, a dog who is spooked out of her mind, and I am getting a third bag to put the other two in (because I have no idea how much, if any, poo got anywhere else), when, wouldn't my luck just have it, two joggers came flying by. I am trying to juggle the now Matryoshka doll of doggy poo-bags, with my dog making circles around my legs, while I get tangled with the leash causing me to  do this weird kind of curtsy to the nice gentleman who passed by.

Sorry gentlemen, I am taken.... because you all know I was 10 kinds of sexy right there.

Of course, this all happened on a pretty busy residential street near where we live, so I am sure as we speak someone is getting a huge number of views or likes on whatever they could record of my very sexy little dance I had to do with my dog. Because that's my luck.

The rest of the walk was uneventful. Well, except for her horrendous bark/whimpers she does when she sees another dog and wants to play. You think, if you heard her, that we were torturing her. No, DogCPK, we will not let you cross a busy intersection to play with a Dalmatian who looks like he would rather not have anything to do with you. And I swear, nice looking Dalmatian owner, I am not hurting my freaking-out-dog, she just wants to play. *facepalm*


 Who's a good girl? YES, YOU ARE!

Do I miss Breaky? Yes. He is a wonderful husband and a great Dad to our dog. I miss him greatly because he is also my best friend. But I am looking forward to the day that I will not have to wash my hands 80 times when I get back from my walks because miss-poos a lot can't seem to figure out how to poop correctly. 

Disclaimer: I love my dog very, very much and I know this was not her fault. How could I stay mad at this face: 




Friday, February 10, 2017

CBS Bull Esports Episode

If you know me personally, you will know that I used to LOVE LOVE LOVE NCIS. Reruns ran almost daily on certain channels, and between that and Law and Order, it would keep me busy on my days off of school (yes, college) and weekends when my social life wasn't buzzing off-the-hook (ha). Lately though, I have struggled to keep up. I do want to watch the new episodes, but will have to go back at least 2 seasons to get caught up.

So when I heard Michael Weatherly was leaving NCIS, I was shocked. My sister filled me in on the spoilery details of what happened on NCIS. What got my attention though was the new show he would be starring in "Bull" about a trial consulting firm, run by a Dr. Jason Bull (Weatherly) which uses psychology, technology, human behavior and other tricks to figure out what jurors "tick".








I started to DVR it, and watch it while Breaky is either streaming or shoutcasting downstairs, or out to trivia on nights I don't join him, or when he is out at an event, or..... (I get left alone a bit. I'm ok with it).

I am a sucker, obviously. for a good cop/detective drama. After the first episode I wasn't completely sold, but I continued to watch and now I cannot get enough. As I said before, I DVR it, so I am honestly not even sure when it runs, but I know that when I see it in our DVR, I watch it.

So imagine my surprise when I start to watch the latest episode (episode 13) and Dr. Bull and a colleague were attending an esports grand finals.

Yes. Esports.

The episode is called The Fall and deals with an esports capitan who is accused of throwing the grand finals and gets fired from the team and blacklisted. The player sues the owner of the team for deffamation and his lawyer's firm hires Bull's team.


So, what else does a technofile who is married to an esports caster do? I take to twitter of course. I "live" tweeted my DVRed episode of Bull.












Breaky did watch most of it with me, eventually. He even recognized an esports caster Purge, as one of the "shoutcasters" for the finals.

As I said before, as far as popular media goes, it was a great representation of the esports world. So much bad press from a bunch of grumpy gusses who don't understand esports has spoiled my excitement for seeing esports being talked about in the media. Super refreshing to have a positive outlook on the sport for once, even if everything wasn't 100% accurate. I guess this must be how real doctors and nurses feel about shows like Grey's Anatomy and House.





Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Super Bowl 51


Whether you tuned in to the Super Bowl for the game, for the commercials or just because you wanted to be social and it happened to be on, you cannot say that it was not interesting to say the least. I am aware that some of you may have tuned in to the Puppy Bowl instead, so let me know in the comments if that was as interesting as the stuff that happened during the Super Bowl.

In case any of you don't know, Breaky and I are huge sports fans in general. I have become a bigger football fan after I married him, but I definitely grew up in a household where football and baseball, especially, were on the T.V. frequently.

DogCPK hopes that one day the Detroit Lions can make it to the Super Bowl!


Let's get started with the obvious big topic of conversation. The actual football game. If you don't care about football you may want to skip this part.

Oh. My. Lanta. Can we say comeback? A huge lead blown by the Falcons. I do have to say, the first half and parts of the third quarter, I was rather disappointed by the Patriots. Blown passes, shoddy offense, this was not the game I wanted to sit around and watch! I wanted a good, close, nail-biting game. The surprise comeback was unexpected, but man did it produce some drama! Unbelievable. Now, to the debate of overtime, which by the way, is a first for a Super Bowl. I like the college rules of overtime more than the NFL's, but at this time at night, my head was pounding and I really wanted this game to be done and over, mostly because I knew in my heart the Patriots were going to win. My position was solidified when the Patriots won the coin toss. Sure enough, Patriots sneak by a victory in the Super Bowl 51. While I admit, I am not the world's biggest Patriots fan, nor am I a fan of Tom Brady, respect has to be paid. Great comeback. Congrats.






Ok, enough football talk. This is the part where I make comparisons to the parties we throw in the CPK house to "normals." Obviously there were dogs who provided an unending stream of entertainment. Duh. Next came the conversation about the kick-ass leggings my friend wore to the party. Widowmaker leggings from Blizzard's Overwatch. Which then prompted a discussion about how much leggings would be to make and customize versus how much they run for. Next came the lengthy discussion about the merits and complaints about Nintendo's Switch console. Legit, about 20 minutes. By this time I have had a few drinky-poos, and honestly, didn't have enough information to contribute to the debate, so I kinda spaced out. Next came the convos about Dota 2 and HoN tournaments my husband was a part of these last few weeks. Oh, and of course my husband's colorful commentary on the game. He just cannot turn off his casting. He can't. I love him for it.



Photo Credit to Jacki! 
"They need to review this, I think his knee was down, watch!"-BreakyCPK



Now, to the commercials.

Can anyone else match my excitement about Stranger Things Season 2?







Honestly, I love this ad. Everyone else at the party missed it (probably because of the Switch debate):






And I think universally, the favorite commercial of everyone that attended the party:







Halftime:

A huge shout out to Lady Gaga and her performance at the Super Bowl. As the daughter of a choir teacher, I have been taught and lectured about how to tell if someone is really singing or not. Singing and dancing at the same time is not easy. Breath control is essential. That being said, even with the world's best sound system, breath, background noise, changes in pitch can all be noticed in a performance if you are live.




Lady Gaga was live. She had back-up music/singers in case something technical went wrong, and to add to her volume to be heard, but she was legitimately singing. I shouldn't have to be so impressed that an artist sings live, but that's the world we live in (I'm looking at you Madonna...).


Wednesday, February 1, 2017

14 Days of Valentines

Last year, I did a cute little 14 days of Valentine's for Breaky.

Heavily influenced from Pinterest, I printed off a bunch of little fun, punny, sayings with a gift attached to it that I left on his desk every day starting on February 1st until Valentine's Day.

I, for what ever reason, only have pictures of 9 of the little gifts I gave. I took pictures which were a little grainy, so I put beneath the pictures what they said. I wish I remembered what the others had said. I know one had to do with soda and other things I may have just had around the house. Really shoulda taken pictures. Oh well, here are 9/14 of the 14 days of Valentines I did for Breaky.


"You're all that and a bag of chips"



"I Mint to tell you sooner, thanks for being my Lifesaver"



"You O-Fish-Ally have my heart"




"You make my heart bounce"
- side note, this became Dog CPK's favorite ball until she destroyed it a month later



"Life would be Un-Bear-Able without you"





"You stole a piece of my heart"



"Doh you want to be my Valentine?"



"It's a Joy being married to you!"


"We make a great pair"



I tried to find where I got the templates for the notes, so if someone recognizes the pattern, I would love to give credit. I had it on Pinterest, but once it was all over, I deleted it. bad me.


This year, we agreed that we would be giving each other gifts that we made. Since (sometimes) Breaky is known to read my blog, I won't tell you what I'm planning, but it is adorable. 

Oh, and we are going out to dinner the week of Valentine's day. <3 

Monday, January 16, 2017

Things heard from the CPKave with and without context

One part of being a wife of a streamer is hearing the stream or cast, be it just one side of it, usually from a distance, as his studio is downstairs (also known as the CPKave) and I stay upstairs if I am home when he's streaming. Sometimes, out of context, what I hear is well....interesting. Honestly, now his streaming or casting is just background noise.

But sometimes, things come through:


Warning-Not so nice language below:

"OOOOHHH my balls"


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"I killed myself! YES! I did it!"




"NO!... FUCK"

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"FUCK" "holy...... ooooo" *THUNK* <silence>  almost a whisper "No....nope, I think I'm done with this game tonight" I heard this one at around 11:00 pm while in bed. I almost had to get up and make sure Breaky was still breathing. 





"DON'T AGGRO TURTLE!"


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Breaky-"I'm decapitated....wait, that's not the word." Me trying to play Bioshock "You mean incapacitated?" Breaky-"Yes, that's the word"


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"Oh darn, we won" in a very disappointed tone


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I will continue to keep track of things that, on my side, seem pretty hilarious out of context.


Wednesday, January 4, 2017

2016 a Recap


Everyone is giving 2016 a failing grade.

Why?

Probably has a lot to do with the election from Hell, or the numerous amounts of celebrity deaths. Or maybe for personal reasons it was a difficult one. I know, I've had years like that (I'm looking at you, 2012).

But for our little family, it was a jam-packed year full of change, growth, scary unknowns and additions.

In March, we added to our little family by welcoming "DogCPK." She was a rescue from our local Animal Rescue Project. As you may tell from the picture, she is blind in her left eye, and therefore was "discounted" (ugh, can we just talk about how ridiculous that is. She's a dog, not a discounted tee shirt for sale, Jesus). We cannot imagine our life without this little ball of energy. She goes from 0-100 with 0 being snoring and snuggling on the couch and 100 being going bat crap crazy and running and jumping on everything and everyone because she loves them so much.




In April I started my blog with my first blog post. Who knew I would actually stick with it! And a few people read it, which is pretty cool :) 


In May I got a new job in my field in Kalamazoo. I work in higher education and I'm going to leave it at that. I do try to make an effort to keep my two worlds as separate as possible. I will say the movement was an upward one, and was good for my career as well as our financial situation.



In June I turned....*whispers* thirty. That's right. I am an adult. Like, a super duper adult.


In September I got to see one of my favorite bands of all time in concert, in my city! Also got to see my roommate from my Freshman year of college.




Also in September, Breaky announced he was going freelance. This was the scary part for us. But exciting. I can deal with budgeting a little more stringently if it means he can pursue his dream. I am very proud of him, and things are just getting better.



We had a kick-ass Halloween party, again. Always a highlight of our year.








There is obviously a ton more, of which you can read back through my blog for an update of sorts. While 2016 for us was overall pretty good, we are looking forward to 2017. More blog posts, more adventures and more beginnings.

Happy New Year everyone!