Life
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Giving Thanks
I’m recovering from Thanksgiving, take one, with Mom’s side of the family today, and off for Thanksgiving, take two, with Dad’s side of the family tomorrow. Enjoy the weekend, everyone, and have a happy Thanksgiving!
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Another “Only in New York” Moment
Gotta love it when U2 rides down Seventh Avenue right past your office on the back of a flatbed truck. Yes, they’re blurry — too much adrenalin pumping to hold the camera steady!
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Early to Bed, Early to Rise
That’s tonight’s motto. Although I didn’t overdo it at all this weekend, I’m feeling a cold coming on, and I do not want to be sick for Thanksgiving. That would be so like me — to get sick for my time off. So, I’m taking some preventative measures. This weekend was great, and very social.
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Rants o’ Mine, Take Two
So we all know how challenging simply walking down the street in New York City can be, right? So why do people feel the need to make it more difficult by not only offering flyers to me, but literally shoving their entire arm in my direct path, forcing me to swerve wildly in order to
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At Least There’s Still Some Good News
I may be depressed about most things I read in the news lately, but this gave me a smile. Big-Bottomed Mannequins Boost Profile in New York. Guess I’ll be stopping by Macy’s for some new jeans on my way home to show off my bootyliciousness. [via Gothamist]
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Visiting Another Blue State: the San Fran Report
Jenn and I had both stayed up late to watch election returns last Tuesday night, so when we met super-early on Wednesday morning, we were both incredibly cranky and depressed, hoping that the worst was not yet inevitable. During our flight over Jesusland (as the map that’s been going around now calls it), our pilot
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Playing Catch Up (and Other Games)
Once again, my blog is lagging behind my life. I got back last night from a great food and friend-filled trip to San Francisco, where I could counter at least some of the shock, grief, and depression I was feeling about the election results. Ugh. I’ll do my best to post my pictures, etc. tonight,
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The Power of Music. And Scent.
I was having a discussion the other day about the power of a song to take you back to a specific place and time in your life. There’s a song on the Garden State soundtrack — The Only Living Boy in New York, by Simon and Garfunkel, that brings me back to a certain point
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Ah . . . Fall
So last weekend was our 8th annual OJ, and like others before it, this one was filled with friends, food, wine, and junior high potty humor. Unlike past years, however, we were in a super-duper-kickass house in Vermont, thanks to the hard work of our man Sco. We all plan to chip in so that