Sunday, October 15, 2017


Recently, Brian suggested we take a short trip to New York. Now, talk of our upcoming Colorado trip made sense - it’s our place, after all, and we have someone new to share it with! - but heading east wasn’t on my radar. It was a short flight, much like to Denver, and Brian thought it would be a place I’d enjoy. It would be a perfect little getaway. He was right. Brian also thought it would be nice to bring my mom along, and, again, he was right! We are big time in debt to her, so it was the least we could do! 

The Unti-Runnells crew flew into New York as the city lights lit up the mid-evening sky; from our seats we could see the Statue of Liberty, 1 World Trade Center, and the Empire State Building - this trip was off to a great start. 

Our first full day in NYC involved a leisurely start. We tested out our subway traveling skills, ate lunch at an expansive Italian restaurant and shop, which made me feel like I was truly back in Italy, and visited the 9/11 Memorial, which, like Normandy and the Anne Franke House, was a powerful and poignant experience. 

We closed out our first full day in the city  with a trip to Times Square. Oh, the sights...and the man signing his ‘iTunes hit, “Ignore”....

That night was mom-daughter date night for JoJo and me. When we planned our trip, Brian suggested we take in a Broadway show - he’s full of good ideas that BR. The Carol King  musical, Beautiful, was playing: We were sold! And we had a blast! The show was fantastic, and I haven’t stopped singing those “Tapestry” tunes since then. I couldn’t help but replay bits of my childhood, for which Carol King, James Taylor, and Meatloaf form the soundtrack . Mom and I ended our day with a dinner date - and manages to avoid buying a giant cherry cheesecake, which was no easy task as it looked sooooo good. It was such a blast to share this experience with my mom! 

The next day, while Brian explored one part of the city, Mom and I navigated the subway and another part of the city together. We stopped for coffee (for me), strolled about, and ultimately made it to our destination, the 9-11 Museum. Again, what a powerful experience. There really are no words for it! 

After our visit, we made our way back uptown to Central Park, where we ambled about before enjoying a Turkish dinner. Then, thanks to my awesome husband, I got to enjoy a second night of excellent music, this time at a Tedeschi Trucks Band show.  It was our first official Mommy-Daddy night out, and we enjoyed ourselves (TTB is amazing, so how can you not have a great time?!), though both of us could barely hang after 10pm (we didn’t get back to the apartment until midnight - go, us!).   

We got to do a last little bit of NYC exploration the next morning, our final morning in the city. After some good people watching and plenty of picture taking in Rockefeller Center, it was time to grab lunch, pack up, and head home. 

What an excellent trip - now, to convince Dad to join us on the European excursion Mom and I began loosely planning during the much appreciated time we had together! 

Friday, September 22, 2017

The Zone

Some two years ago, my amazing cousin and run buddy, Jenna, invited me to join her for a weight lifting class at a gym she attended.  I was instantly hooked.  Jenna and I spent a lot of time at the gym together, and I count that time among some of my favorite with her - honestly, though, any time with Jenna is great: she kind and loving, funny, and has the best and most contagious laugh! 

Aside from growing the bond I have with my cousin, the gym has also become a second home for me. Brian jokes that I spend more time at the gym than anywhere else, and it's probably true (I set an alarm Saturday mornings so as not to miss a gym session after all). Much like with the climbing gym, I've met some amazing people who have become an irreplaceable part of my tribe: we laugh just as hard as we lift (and I work out with some really strong women!); we confide in one another; we find ourselves encouraging the dancing antics of total strangers (Juice, Juice, Juice!). 

And while a few great men share space and workouts with us, one of the truly special parts of the gym is the way it brings us women together. Working out along side and being coached by women is extremely empowering. We all have grown our muscles and our voices while at The Zone. The women I work out with are wonderful friends and role models - as women, wives, mamas. They've helped me navigate and celebrate some of the biggest moments in my life and are among the people I miss most when I'm traveling. Their kindness is matched only by their toughness. How lucky I am to have found them! 

I measure the success of my weeks by the number of workout days I'll have at The Zone (and the number of days I survive life with 150+ teenagers) because, with company like that, where else would a woman want to be?! 

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Back to School 2017

Well, it's that time of year again. For the eleventh time, I'll be welcoming a new group of young people into my life and doing my best to ensure they leave me in June better and wiser than when we met in early September. 

I recently did the math - as best I could considering block scheduling, A and B day classes, and semester courses - and I think I have had the distinct pleasure of working with somewhere near 2,000 students. And I truly do consider it a pleasure, an honor, that I've been able to do what I love, to face new and unique challenges with each class and each year, to meet some of my favorite people - colleagues and students (those Acadec peeps, I tell ya!),  and to grow in my practice and perspective. 

There have been days, and not that long ago, a whole year,  where I am more defeated than I'd like to admit, times when I worried I wasn't the best at what I was doing or that my best wasn't good enough, but then I hear a student say something like, "don't be a miscreant," and I think, "They remember my vocabulary song and dance." And I pick up a pen and scratch some notes in my lesson plan binder and think that I may just have a chance to make a little bit of an impact, and the day is better, and I'm sure, once again, I'm doing what I'm supposed to do. 

To all those educators out there, our profession may not be glamorous or even well-respected, but we know what we're up against and what we're able to accomplish each day and with each kiddo, so keep fighting the good fight, my friends!

And now, with a little bit of nerves and a lot of anticipation, bring on year 11, West High School. I'm as ready as I'll ever be :)

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Starting August Right

I headed to the Fox Valley on Wednesday evening for a literacy conference, and while it meant I was one step closer to the end of summer (August, why must you always come so quickly?!),   I got to English teacher nerd-out for two full days.  And if that wasn't enough, I also got to spend a few, brief moments with my bestie.  Imagine my surprise - and excitement - when I saw Katie in the hotel lobby and then got to steal quick conversations with her during caffeination breaks.  Next conference, we'll have to road trip together in order to have the whole drive home to talk about how great our hero, Kelly Gallagher is!

Post-conference, Brian and I headed to Appleton to attend my cousin Dane's wedding.  Even though it had only been a few months since the Unti family got together, it felt as if it had been ages, so our family Friday evening was fantastic.  And everyone - yes, every one of us - was there!  We probably should have gotten a picture of the whole crew, but that would have interrupted the drinking, dancing, laughing, and storytelling that filled our evening.  My cousin was in my wedding 100 years ago, and it was especially touching to be present for his - and to see my handsome brother all dressed up.  The ceremony was really sweet, the cupcakes were delicious, there was plenty of room to Cupid Shuffle, and the Old Fashioned fountain flowed freely all night long.  What more could one ask for at a wedding?!

After recovering from a night of dancing, Brian and I joined my parents for a lap around High Cliff State Park Saturday morning.  None of us had been to the park before, but all of us enjoyed it and the exceptionally nice weather. Before heading back to Waukesha County, we met my brother for lunch, which gave me a bit more time to check in on him and offer unsolicited life advice (ever the overbearing....err...protective big sis), which was hard to do between the drinks and dancing the night before.  

What a fantastic weekend with family and influential English teachers!!

my brother is the cutest! 

Family photo

me and my Bs

We've been a trio since forever


Tuesday, August 1, 2017

It Isn't Summer Unless...

...we find ourselves in Colorado!

Summer, for the last several years, has meant varying amounts of time in Colorado, and this summer, we were sure to keep the tradition alive with a trip to the Front Range.

Our five days in Boulder were filled with all sorts of great things: we took multiple trips to Rocky Mountain National Park (along with about a billion tourists -- I guess we're all technically tourists, ha?!); we spent time with our Boulder crew; we went hiking; and we went to two Tedeschi Trucks Band shows -- how 'bout it for dueling evenings at Red Rock Amphitheater?!

From dinner dates to watching climbing competitions with the crew, it was a real feel-good trip, and it was as difficult as ever to pack up and head home, which is why we spent some of our time exploring the possibility of building ourselves a nice little mountain hideaway.  Sure, we had to dodge raindrops a bit (hello Colorado summers) - including at the end of Saturday's show and the beginning of Sunday's show - but we managed to make the most of our time and found that the heat, more than the rain, deterred us from getting too ambitious -- while we didn't climb any 14ers this trips, we kept the string of Green Mountain summits alive (and we didn't even get rained on!).

In all, it was another great outing to one of our favorite places. We are very lucky to have found the tribe we have in Colorado, some of whom originate from the good ol' Midwest; and we are very lucky to be able to make awesome trips like this one a part of our life.

this place is kind of a big deal

the chipmunks were out.of.control. at Bear Lake
Look at this dude sunning himself like some little Adonis

Despite their best efforts, no tourists were maimed in the presence of this moose

Night 1 at Red Rocks

Night 2 at Red Rocks

Longs Peak - majestic! 

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Cabin Life

The past several summers have involved heading to the Front Range or crossing the Atlantic for international exploration, which meant that trips to the cabin were quickly becoming distant memories. This summer, we were able to return to the Northwoods and our time in Lac du Flambeau did not disappoint -- if you overlook the swarms of mosquitoes, which I'm sure totaled in the low to mid billions! 

We spent time reading, swimming, fishing, visiting family, playing Farkle (and winning, I'll add), and eating more treats than any respectable person would admit to consuming. 

 Brian headed to San Francisco after a handful of days lakeside; I stayed behind in the land of the loons (thankfully without the threat of an attack - been there, and loon assaults are terrifying AND real). Mom and Dad R., Becky, and I continued to take full advantage of the sunshine, which was abundant save for the daily rain showers - you know, to water-log the lawn and preserve the mosquitoes' precious habitat. We spent plenty of time on the party boat and caught plenty of goldfish-cracker sized fish (and some real ones, too). 

We also made a short trip to Michigan to explore Bond Falls.  Much like the Corner Store holds many great Runnells memories, Cathy's Ice Cream holds many Unti memories, and on our way back from the waterfalls, I got to share a little place of my past with everyone - and eat the biggest single scoop of ice cream I've ever seen!  And Becky and I got to play Minocqua tourists with our cousins, Kari Jo and Annie. 

During our stint in the Northwoods, we passed one rainy afternoon with a little Tour de Frace viewing, and images of the French countryside did result in me planning next summer's return trip to the Alps and Chamonix, but I must say that eight days of cabin living were eight days well spent! 

Saturday, July 8, 2017

+1 Year

Together, we took another lap around the sun, and this year, we did good work.  

Belgian beers, fry cones and the endless canals of Amsterdam; gale-force winds, black sand beaches, and the biggest and bluest Icelandic icebergs imaginable; pain au chocolat, hundreds of miles of hiking, and waking up in the shadows of (or on top of ) Mont Blanc: we settled for nothing less than living life to the fullest this past year, and our biggest and best adventures are still on the horizon.  Our life together is awesome 100 times over. 

I know I am a better, stronger person for having found the life partner I did. He may have a penchant for waking up before the sun, you know, to beat the tourists, and he may prefer hiking trails and mountain peaks to poolside drinks or beaches, but can you blame the guy?! There's nothing I'd rather do than chase him up a trail (though I have to put on a sour face, at least at the 2am wakeup call, for good measure) and fight for the last of the Twizzlers at the summit before coming home and putting my tired feet up next to his.  

I am insanely grateful for this little life we have crated together, and I am beyond excited to see where our future takes us.  Here, BR, is to one more year of making memories, taking on new adventures, and finally settling on an acceptable bubble water and avocado budget. 

You're the best of all things in life, BR!