Previous month:
November 2004
Next month:
January 2005

Posts from December 2004

So This . . .

is what 34 feels like.  So far, so good (yes, it's my birthday today)! 

The best part about being in my 30's?  Being comfortable enough with myself to act like a moron and laugh about it (loudly), knowing more and more clearly what I want out of life, and having made enough mistakes in life to learn from them.  I wouldn't go back to my 20's if you paid me.  Rock on.


Christmas Wrapping

So, for Christmas, I wanted to share with you my most favorite Christmas song ever.  And I mean ever.  Love this song.  Okay, granted, I also like the Chipmunks hula hoop song, but this one's much less annoying.  Plus, it's romantic, and I'm a sucker for romance.  Not only does this song rock, but they did a piece on the guy who wrote it on NPR the other day.  I got such a kick out of it.  I can't find the link anywhere though . . . damn.  If anyone can find it for me, that would be fantastic!

Nifty Gifts

Frantically pulling together some gifts.  Made another batch of toffee (last one was for work people -- this one's for my stepfather and wine club folks, if I can find them) and a really cool photo calendar.  Don't want to spoil it for the recipient (and I'll be making another for someone else as well), but it was fun to select out some of my favorite photos of the year.  I'll share them over the next few days -- this one's on the cover of one calendar I made today:


Lovely oysters from Bar Tonno.  Well -- it's off to the gym before heading to Bolo for Xmas eve dinner tonight -- have a Merry one, everyone!  (Bad Jew!)

The List

It's funny -- I'm on vacation, have tons of free time, yet I haven't been blogging much.  I think it's my way of taking a bit of time off of my unpaid job as well as my paid one.  I'm still amazed at my capacity to sleep; I really must have been quite run down.  Aside from sleeping, I'm slowly working my way through my monster to-do list, finishing up holiday shopping and toffee-making, and have set aside all of the tips for the doormen and building staff.  My apartment is still a big mess, for some reason.  Maybe I'll knock that and some laundry off the home-improvement section of the list today while I finish the toffee, wrap presents, and write a few thank-you notes from the gift section of the list.  I have to say, it's quite satisfying to check things off of the list.  I'm one of those people who actually makes little checkboxes next to each item so I can check them off as I go.  Do you make to-do lists?  How anal are you about them?

Vacation, All I Ever Wanted . . .*

Today is my first official day of a two-week vacation.  "Where are you going?" you might ask.  "Nowhere," I'll reply.  It's two weeks in NYC -- time to do all those things I threaten to do all the time but never quite get around to as much as I'd like: go to museums, movies, possibly the Botanical Garden; and catch up on other things, like seeing friends, holiday shopping, home improvement projects, uploading photos, reading, and writing.  I started off the vacation sleeping until 11:00 AM -- staying out past 4 AM two nights this weekend apparently sapped some of my energy. 

Friday started with Slice on Ice -- this month's Slice pizza club trip to Angelo's on 57th Street, followed by ice skating at Wollman rink.  Tien was fiddling with my camera settings, so many of my pictures are a little, uh, artsy, but I like the festive quality of this one:


Adam raffled off a few prizes, and although I didn't win, I got my very own Slice button, which I love (Thanks, Adam!). 

Adamraffle Slicebutton

Due to some unfortunate Zamboni timing, I ended up opting out of skating, and heading to my friend Luke's party.  It was one of those parties where I didn't know anyone except for the host, but he did a great job of introducing me around, and I met some very nice people and talked at length about some of my favorite topics:  food, travel, and the bizzare nature of dating in NYC.  Speaking of which -- did everyone see the article in the NYT magazine about sex and blogging, Your Blog or Mine?  More on that later, but it featured Deb from Smitten, one of my favorite reads.  After the party (and this was about 2:30 AM), I got a Dodgeball message from my friend Scott.  Last time I saw him, for his birthday pig roast, I had the beginning of the plague part 1, and we didn't really get to catch up.  So off I went to meet him. 

Saturday, after sleeping quite late, I spent some time with my mom, and then went off to my cooking class at the Institute for Culinary Education.  There will be much more on that later, as I'm writing up the experience for Gothamist Food.  Let's just say that it was a pork-filled blast.  Then, on to Emily's holiday party, where we stayed until she kicked us out at about 3:00 AM.  Needless to say, yesterday was a bit of a wash, but I met my friend Eric and his family for a beautiful holiday concert at Riverside Church.  I have to admit that I've always loved Christmas carols.  (Pork and Christmas carols?  Bad Jew!  Oy.)

And now, vacation.  Ahhhh.  Well, it's lovely except for the fact that NPR just told me that it feels like 1 degree out.  Maybe I'll stick with the home improvement projects today . . .

* A tribute to the Go-Go's.  Yes, I'm perpetually stuck in the eighties.

Back in the Game

20041206buttonsclearThe plague seems to have passed once again, hopefully for good this time.  Made it to work yesterday, and even to our work holiday dinner.  One more day and then I'm off for two weeks for a vacation right here in sunny NYC.  But tonight, it's Slice on Ice -- the Slice Pizza Club trip to Angelo's and then on to Wollman Rink, with the likes of Adam, Tien, Janelle, Youngna, and a few other folks I don't know yet.  Looking forward to it!

The Plague, Part Deux

So it's back to the flannel pj's for me.  Even though I was just sick last week, apparently I didn't kick the bug all the way.  After spending most of yesterday afternoon blowing my nose (thank God for those lotion-y tissues, or my red nose would be in even worse shape than it currently is), I took to the couch, accompanied by even more tissues, Airborne, and a few DVD's.  I slept like crap last night, and am still blowing my nose every five seconds, so I'm working from home instead of subjecting my co-workers to my snot-ridden self.  I'm going to have to go out at some point for more tissues -- damn, I miss on days like this.  At least I have some soup (pho this time) left over from last night.

Before I left work yesterday, my friend Rob and I had a little IM conversation about my being sick again. 

Me: I have the plague again.
Rob: I thought they eradicated that.  How'd you get it?  Did you kiss a rat?
Me: I've kissed many a rat in my day.
Me: See, even despite the plague, my sense of humor is still intact.
Rob: If you can't laugh in these situations, when can you laugh, really?


* Note -- this is slightly paraphrased, as the real IM log is on my work computer.