Life
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Draw Your Own Conclusions
Exhibit A: "The Strip House is the sexiest restaurant in New York."Exhibit B: Note the chocolate cake.
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Round Two
Went to six more open houses/apartment viewings yesterday. At least this time I saw two apartments that I would at least consider living in, although each had a flaw or two. One was a very nice, gut renovated apartment with a private deck, but it was on the ground floor, which doesn’t sit very well
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The Polls Are Open
Well, as it looks like there may not be another Jackass of the Year contest this year (remember, this may be bad for you, but it’s actually good for me), I’m asking your opinion on the apartment situation. Of course, I’m digging deep to figure out what the answer is for me as well, but
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Breathe
For whatever reason I’m having another one of those periods when I have waaay too much going on. Thankfully, some free time opened up tonight. Combine that with a free yoga class at work and I am hoping that I’ll end up with a very relaxing evening, which is exactly what I need. I’m looking
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Hip, Hip Hooray!
From today’s New York Post: Learning Curves — The Wider Gals’ Hips, The Higher Their IQ: Report. Did I mention I went to one of the nation’s top law schools and am admitted to the bar in two states?
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Round One
Went to four open houses this weekend — one in my neighborhood and three in Park Slope. It is somewhat appalling what a tiny amount of space seems to be the norm for my price range. One apartment had an amazing roof deck that completely dwarfed the apartment itself. The nicest apartment of the day
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When It’s Time to Change
Well, not sure it’s time to change quite yet, but we shall soon see. After 7 years of living in my current apartment as a renter, I have just received the news that the building management company wants to sell the unit. This could mean one of several things. First, that I buy it from
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How Is It Possible?
That I still had trouble hauling myself out of bed when I went to bed before 11?!? I’m going to chalk it up to the dreary day . . .
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Crankypants
I’ve been a bit cranky since I returned from Umbria (settling back into real life ain’t fun). My mood took a turn for the better this morning when I put on a pair of pants I haven’t worn since last fall to find that, despite stuffing my face with pasta and cured meats and washing