Hello 2013!

Happy New Year to all!

Fish Out of Water played at the Stadium Bar and Grill for New Year’s Eve, but now we are almost a full week into the new year and time for those new experiences to begin!

Like I said in my previous post, though, I’m keeping all those good memories and experiences going with 2013.  It does not always have to be a fresh start, and last night proved this.  Desiree and I drove down to PJ’s in Cherry Hill with our friend Allee and new friend Lisa and saw The Rockets.

Another night full of good times… and hopefully this is only a preview of how great weekends in 2013 can truly be!

New Year's Eve, 2013

New Year’s Eve, 2013


A Weekend to Remember

The year 2012 is quickly coming to a close, and living up to our roommate reputation, we are going out with a bang.  Each night this weekend was a different adventure, experience, event, whichever word you see fit, with our friends and the one and only cover band Fish Out of Water.

Friday was the Trappe Tavern, and Desiree and I made the full hour drive there without hesitation.  Amazing night, but unfortunately when driving home, a man decided to swerve into my lane and swipe my side mirror, shattering the glass.  Frustrating, annoying, and, yes, I was upset.  But… it could have been worse.  Life goes on, and why would I let one crummy moment ruin a perfectly awesome night?  That’s silly, and life’s too short to worry about things out of my control.

At Penguin's Pub

At Penguin’s Pub

As fun as Friday was, though, Saturday was that much better.  Fish Out of Water opened for our good old friends, The Rockets, at Penguin’s Pub.  Dancing the night away, nothing spectacular happened… But I laughed a lot.

It was a good night.

With our friend, Allee

With our friend, Allee

It was great, actually.

So while everyone bids farewell to 2012 and hopes for a better 2013, I’m doing okay.  We all go through ups and downs, but the ups keep us going.  This weekend was one of the better ones, another reminder of how fortunate I am, and why it’s fine to hope for the best for 2013, but to remember all the good from 2012, too.

Because, roommates, all our friends out there, we have some pretty fantastic memories.  From those times when we are screaming the lyrics to “American Girl” to ordering morning dinner at the diner.  Thanks.

Cheers to 2012, and see you soon…

Three’s Company


How It All Began

It happened like this…

This past Spring, my best friend, Desiree, (that girl you see on the right), and I, (the other girl in the picture), met up with BK, (the one with the hat), at McStew’s Irish Pub, a local bar, to watch a Flyers game.  That’s all it was supposed to be.

But I had been ready to move out of my house about, oh let’s say five years, and BK was looking for roommates.  So after a beer and a goal, Desiree and I both agreed to move into the two upstairs rooms in BK’s row home in the Northeast.


How We Met

Desiree and I had worked together for awhile, both being teachers, and after realizing we had a lot in common, started to hang out.  Our friendship was built upon, surprisingly enough, following a cover band around for a summer.  We had gone to a place called Brownies in Ardmore, and a singer handed us a card to come back out to Manayunk the next night and see them again.  They were The Rockets.  It was Desiree’s twenty-second birthday.   And, from that moment on, everything changed.

We were young, and we were, a little, crazy.  Tuesday nights, Desiree would rush to finish work before 4:00 so we could headDSCN0567 down to Sea Isle and see the acoustic Rocket show at La Costa then drive back home to the Philadelphia area that same night.  Each week, we would drive down the shore at least two nights, without hesitation, and usually wake up for work the night morning.  We thought nothing of driving down Memorial Day weekend, without a place to stay, and instead of finding a hotel after a show ended, driving around and taking pictures wherever we thought interesting around different shore points.

We lived off of five-hour energy drinks that summer.  Time was never a concern.  Midnight, two in the morning… It didn’t matter.  If we were awake and happy, why worry about the next morning?

All good things come to an end, and that is basically what happened with The Rockets.  We’ll still talk.  We can still see each other, and all is fine, but we needed something new.  Desiree came across this band – Fish Out of Water.  They looked like fun.

We gave them a shot. They were playing at Bailey’s, and we liked their songs, we liked their energy, their sense of humor.  It was a great fit from the beginning, and it would be just like us to meet the band our first night at a show.

And only five months later, we made that decision to move in with the guitarist.

That’s how it all began… Where we were, how we met…. And now you have the background.

But the best is coming up, because now we’ve lived together since May.  Something is always happening.  So sit back and enjoy the ride.