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About peik

What's to say? I'm a chronic fun seeker and life marrow sucker. I live in an ancient brick house in a darling town with my perfect and tolerant husband, my two amazing teenagers (The Giant and The Ginger) and two blue Danes (Oliver and Periwinkle). A lover of obscure roadside attractions and museums of oddity, I travel, write, laugh, make friends, write letters, sometimes run, eat great food and drink good whiskey. I've never had a bad journey and every single day is my grandest adventure.

Taking Berlin by Storm – kind of a light drizzle (Day 6)

When we found that we were coming to Germany, I texted a friend who grew up here. We don’t mind hitting the big guys on a trip, but some of our favorite vacations have taken place in little villages off … Continue reading

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Yes, I’m Talking German Toilets (Day 5)

On the fifth day in Germany my true love gave to me, a fiiiiiive hour looooong drive. Just kidding, not about the drive, but about making it seem like it wasn’t a very good time. We woke in Dusseldorf, stumbled … Continue reading

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Adventures in Dusseldorf (Day 4)

For some reason (beer), I have veered from the normal schedule that I would keep in blogging an adventure because I am so TIRED at night (beer). Hoping to put this back on track, I am vowing (beer allowing) to … Continue reading

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Definitely Miss Adventure (Day 3)

I hope that you don’t mind, but I have to skip over the monotony of the end of the second day. Yes, there were a few succulent tidbits–sitting all afternoon in a passenger terminal with eight Air Force K-9 dogs … Continue reading

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Mis? Adventure? (Day 2)

Yesterday’s dawn brought mixed feelings–Friday’s notices had shown three flights headed to Spain with room for passengers. Saturday morning, the notice changed and there was one flight with only sixteen spaces. Kevin popped into the terminal before breakfast to check … Continue reading

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A New Adventure

Sometimes I get a hankering for an adventure. You know what I’m talking about, right? A deep itch for something different? Not a vacation. The word “vacation” infers that daily life has worn a rut in my soul and I … Continue reading

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Of COURSE…….

I spent ten minutes this morning chasing a fly around the kitchen. Mostly, I was chasing the little bugger because my dog wouldn’t leave it alone and having a 160 pound dog storming all over my tiny kitchen trying to … Continue reading

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Making New Friends. . . and My Boobs in a Bathing Suit

I have a new friend, I think. As a child, it’s easy to tell when another kid becomes your friend. Really, it is the instant that you make eye contact with each other and one of you doesn’t stick your … Continue reading

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Glue Boogers and Other Important Miscellany

May we speak for a moment about a few issues that are really important to me? I know, I know, this is a SOCIAL medium, not a SERIOUS one, but honestly, I need a forum for soapboxing and today, this … Continue reading

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Notes from my Workout Journal (5/6/15)

I keep notes in my phone about workouts. I actually keep notes in my phone about everything (including weird chapter-starts for books that I’ll never finish-lame) and if I ever lose my phone, whomever finds it could write a very … Continue reading

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Life Hacks for Lazy Chicks (24)

You know how, every once in a while you drop something behind the stove and, when you move the stove out, you want to die because it’s pretty much the grossest thing that ever happened? Well, I made a promise … Continue reading

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My Garmin Must Die.

Since the Ragnar Trail Relay was sixty days away and I recently stumbled upon the knowledge that all of my teammates were training a little more diligently than I, I decided to do something drastic—I made a schedule. I researched … Continue reading

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My Dog Takes Drugs

While we were on vacation, Peri developed diabetes. She’s pretty much the most housebroken dog that you’ve ever met so an accident is pretty telling, but our worry does nothing to change the fact that when a 165 pound dog … Continue reading

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Parents Break Promises

Driving to school this morning – Me- would you guys rather have roasted chicken or grilled pork tenderloin for dinner tonight? The Giant-tenderloin. Me- What about a vegetable? I could roast up some brussel sprouts with lemon and pine nuts? … Continue reading

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History Makes Me Dance

We want our children to measure their lives by experiences, not possessions. We want them to know first hand that the freedoms and lifestyle that they enjoy are the direct descendants of the sacrifices, hard work and ingenuity of real … Continue reading

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The Ambassador of Sun

For friends of Charlie Carter, the world is your ocean and you carry the beach with you wherever you go–and it’s an easy companion.  The owner of Chaos (there is some talk to be had here, I think about whether … Continue reading

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Dinner March 17, 2015

The Giant–Soooo, Macbeth is dumb. Me–Oh? Um, Macbeth the play or Macbeth the character? The Giant–(looking at me like I just grew a tentacle out of my neck) The CHARACTER, of course. He’s such a cowardly punk. He never sticks … Continue reading

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The Black Spot and How I Became a Surgeon

It had been going on for a few weeks. I had a knife in my foot. I knew it as surely as I knew the nose on my face. My preference with all things medical is to pretend that they … Continue reading

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A Basement Full of Brains (The Cushing Collection at Yale)

There is no publicity, no markings, no signs. Not even an arrow. To find this place, you have to drive to New Haven, Connecticut and find the Yale Medical School, then the Library that is specific to it.  If you … Continue reading

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PEZ Visitor Center, Orange CT (Review)

Alright, let’s, for a minute, remove the “jugular candy” portion of this tale (I know, buzzkill) and focus on the bigger story–the marketing genius behind the world’s lamest candy product. PEZ was originally invented in Austria in 1927 by a … Continue reading

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