Thursday, December 22, 2005

Buns of Steel

Ok, so if that last post was harsh, I'm sorry....but, the blog is for honesty--sometimes brutal, sometimes sweet. That day, was feeling moody, and thank goodness I had a blog to take it out on.

Anyway, about a month ago, I decided to get myself back in shape. After the 75+ meals out due to the kitchen renovation---well, let's just say shopping wasn't very pretty. Well, it was pretty--pretty, depressing.

So, I decided to look for a workout class-I just can't do machines, I need someone telling me what to do for an hour. I like being mindless and having someone else guide me. After some heavy reconnaissance, I found this church..(bear with me) down the street from where I live that offers workout classes in the evenings and on Saturday morning. They do step, some weights, and a little jazzercise, etc. And, it's not through the church, just held there--which is weird at first, but doesn't even phase me any more.

I've been going for about a month now, and love it. My class is mostly africa-american women, who have such a good time--it's so contagious. They hoot and hollar, and really get into it--and of course, give me a bit of a heckling whenever I can't keep the beat (which, is often). But, I totally love it, love making an ass out of myself--and hey, my abs and butt are looking better...and I'm having fun doing it. The only downside is that I have to wake up early on Saturdays, and constantly have songs by the Backstreet Boys running through my head, but, if that's the only downside, I'll take it.

Monday, December 19, 2005

blah, blah, blah, do you care?, blah, blah, blah

It's holiday time---which means time to make the rounds, hit the parties, see many friends, and, of course, meet the other coworkers, friends, acquaintances of your host. Luckily, I know people at most of the parties we've attended, and can just throw myself into hour long conversations with people who I genuinely want to catch up with and hear how they are doing.

But, then, there is often the occasion where you are introduced to that one person you, "just have to meet!" because your host has "told so-and-so all about you!!". So, there you are, stuck in a conversation, hemming and hawing, trying to figure out what to say other than the not-so-brilliant "oh, yes, I've heard so much about you" small talk.

What gets me though (and, let's be honest, it is just a pet peeve of mine in general) are the constant-talkers, the one uppers, and the braggers. The one uppers: You have a story to tell--they have one that's EVEN BETTER! The constat talkers: They have a story to tell, and when you think they are done you try to tell a story or share a little about yourself, and they just keep on going telling a new story.. not even giving you a chance to talk, or much less asking you anything about yourself. As I walk away from these conversations, I wonder what opinion these people have formed of me, since they only really seem to be talking to themselves. The braggers: Everything they do and own is "fabulous" or a "must-try"--they don't care if what you've done is kinda cool, because they could do it better, and faster, and more fabulous than you could ever do it, so why bother?

And, another thing...is brevity. Please, when sharing a story with a stranger, be brief. I don't need details, I need the Cliff Notes version. I don't need the thesis and synopsis of your life, I just need the summary. Also, please only tell the story once. ONCE! Not multiple times. Gah.

But, to those of you whom I do know, I have no fear, and if I need you to cut it short, or if I've heard it, I'll tell you. But, if I don't know you, please, please....make it speedy, make it humble, and make it only a one time deal.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Greetings from Schwarzberg

I admit it, I love celebrity gossip. If there is a new US magazine on the stands when I go to the store, I shamelessly grab it. But, there is a new trend emerging...and to be honest, I'm not so sure about my love of these magazines any more. The trend is to combine the names of any 2 celebrities dating--it was cute for Bennifer. But, now we've got TomKat, Vaughniston, Garfleck..it's just annoying. And not creative in the very least. Come on you rag writers--give me something a little bit more interesting that just running 2 names together...and now there are some real stretches out there, and I just can't stand it. I may have to give up my love for these magazines entirely...if I read one more name combo, I'm on strike.

For now, this is Schwarzberg signing out....

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Trust me on the sunscreen

One of my favorite songs/quotes and good fodder:
By Baz Luhrmann

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you

Sing

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..
Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…

Monday, November 07, 2005

Eating Out

Now that the kitchen project has come to an end---it's time for my Blog Awards for the Best and Worst of our eating out experiences. We ate at about 70 places, but now, it's hard to remember all of them...I'll try my best!:

Best:
Best Overall: Doug Fir--cute surroundings, great drinks, fabulous company, yummy food, and cheap.

Best Pizza: Busboys and Poets

Best Wait Staff: Rosemary's Thyme

Best Brunch: Merriweather's in Oregon

Best Burger: Doug Fir in Oregon

Best Steak: Frankie Rolands, Roanoke, VA

Best Seafood Dinner: Boca Bay in Wilmington, NC

Favorite new neighborhood restaurant: Al Crostino

Best summertime meal: Maggie and Andy's gazpacho and scallop and shrimp with mango

Best presentation: Ilona's tri-tomato salad and corn chowder

Favorite cheap eats/place to eat when drunk: Amesterdam Falafel House

Most hilarious conversation over dinner: with Ron and Jessica at Rosemary's Thyme

Most interesting intellectual conversation over dinner: with Maggie and Andy about Guns, Germs and Steel over dinner at their house

Hostess with the mostest: Katie Russell--3 days after having her baby

Best interactive meal: Bethesda Crab House

Biggest Diamond in the Ruff: The Islander

Best Oysters: Hanks Oysters

Best Match of Trivial Pursuit: At Ilona's house over Thai food

Best mix of strangers at a cocktail party: Brent and Robert's

Cutest restaurant: Tao of Tea in Portland, OR and Merriweathers also in Portland, OR

Favorite Standby: Logan Tavern

Best cocktails: Cafe Atlantico

Best BBQ: Flips!

Most creative menu: Cafe Atlantico

Best at anticipating when we are too tired to cook and inviting us over: Ron and Jessica

Favorite lunch place: Tabard Inn

Most favorite place we DIDNT go to: Zaytanya

Best grilled cheese: 18th & U Duplex

Best chain for brunch: Harry's Tap Room

Best chain for dinner: Legal Sea Foods

Best post-wisdom teeth extraction place to eat: Lauriol Plaza



Worst:
Worst overall: Morton's

Worst meal for the wait: Pasta Mia

Worst steak: Morton's Steakhouse

Worst waitstaff: Pasta Mia

Biggest let down: Morton's Steakhouse

Worst seafood: Leopold's in Gtown

Filthiest: 4 Sisters (saw a mouse in the house!)

Worst take out: Simply Home

Worst at trying to be something it's not: Tobaq

Most absent-minded wait staff: Busboys and Poets

Worst burger: Full Sail, Portland, OR

Most inconsistent: Beacon Bar and Grill

Worst brunch: Saint Ex

Worst place we AVOIDED: Bucco di Beppo (pucko and crapo!)

Worst place for soup when you are sick: Sala Thai

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Rocktober

Man, October was a busy month. So busy, we've renamed it Rocktober--first we had my birthday party at the beginning of October, and then, weekends filled with food, friends, and fun--bowling, pumpkin carving parties, anniversary celebration, etc.

I can't believe it's already November. For Thanksgiving this year, we're having Al's family and my family come together at our house. I'm not quite sure where we are going to put everyone, but I have decided to start drinking possibly as early as Tuesday.

Will let you know how it goes.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Lessons my friends have taught me

My friend Diana has started blogging, and did a wonderful blog of lessons learned from friends. I thought it was a great idea, and having learned so many lessons from all of you....here are just a few lessons....

Patience is a virtue, unless it involves kitchen renovation, or frustrating classes.-Al

Best friends are the greatest treasure in the world. And best friends who are like sisters are even better.-Maggie

One can never, ever have enough cheese. Or steak.-Liz

It’s okay to watch teenager and reality shows –Ilona

It’s not the quantity of friends, it’s the quality-Betsy

You know true love once you find it-Al

It’s best to get piercings with your friends there.-Diana and Betsy

Champagne goes with EVERYTHING-Ilona

If no one else in the room will laugh at my jokes or listen to my story, I know that my husband will even if he’s heard it 100 times-Al

Girl scout cookies and baths with your girlfriends are a must-Maggie and Liz

There is always someone with a different opinion-Andy

If you laugh loudly, your friends can find you anywhere-Mags

Never stray from who you are-Kat

It’s important to have a friend who is a good listener, a good story teller, and most of all, great with puns-Bill

The best correspondence is anything other than e-mail-Arielle

Getting butter on someone’s nose is funny, unless it’s your own-Dyer

Behind every sweet, kind-hearted girl, there is a wild side-Mir

Dance until dawn-Diana

Being romantic in small ways as well as big-Al

It’s fun to sing with your friends at weddings-Maggie, Liz, Ilona

Go everywhere, do everything, see everyone.-Booth

A good friend is someone who lets you puke in there bushes-Betsy

Sitting on a bus, in a two-seater with four people is not comfortable-Shannon V.

Everyone has a question to be answered and a high school crush-Martin

Always be up for an adventure-Kristin/Jeff

Sometimes self-involved people make me smile, especially when they admit they are self-involved-Beth

Make sure everybody is having a good time-Katie

When the beer is out, the party is not over. It just means you need more beer-Matt

When things have you down, go to Ibiza. -Simon

Glass is not a solid. Or a liquid. I’m not really sure what it is-Ron and Jessica

It’s fun making sugar cookies with strangers-Andrea

Always go for falafel after drinking-Paul

Always have a funny story to tell- Erika

Never doubt the kindness of strangers. And the beauty of the ukulele.-Kristen and Jerrold

Always make new friends when traveling-Sylvie and Jarrod

Relax-PW

Writing is therapeutic for the soul, even if no one is reading it-Jenna

There is no point in having pie, if you can’t have a pie eating contest-everyone on Al’s birthday scuba trip

It's annoying when people get REALLY loud when they are drunk-Clay

There's a bit of Forrest and Bubba in all of us-Jennifer B.

Be the most generous, supportive, loving friend you can be -Al

Only your best friends can interpret drunk mutterings like "I'll pathuuu!"-Maggie

Sarcastic people are not so bad-Brandeis

Live, love, laugh-myself.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Things to celebrate

The past few things have been full of things to celebrate-Paul and Erika's wedding, the kitchen completion, my birthday, Maggie's birthday, and the Jewish new year.

Paul and Erika's wedding was in New Hampshire, right on the coast, and was absolutely lovely. Al knew both Paul and Erika at GW, but from completely different circles--so it was a super fun wedding for him, knowing people on both sides of the wedding party. We did our best to mix the two sides, and make sure we got to hang out with everyone. Since we flew into Boston, and Alex was kind enough to pick us up, Al and I were car-less, but it made the weekend so much fun. We basically we're reduced to becoming car-sluts, and bummed rides with different people for every ride that we needed that weekend: Alex, Ryan, Christine & Wayne, Shali and Scott, Kristin and Jeff, and John and Louise (who is an exact doppleganger for our friend Jess in Italy).

The wedding was great, and tied in a lot of Paul and Erika's Africa experience into the evening. Both Erika and Paul looked absolutely wonderful, and chose an AMAZING setting-we were right on the ocean under a huge tent for the reception-totally beautiful.

After we got home, we had a few more days of kitchen work ahead of us, and the bulk of it is now done. Our whole house was in disarray--but we're back to normal, and I feel a lot better now. In fact, I just made use of our kitchen and baked two apple pies, how industrious. The last part that we have left is choosing a backsplash and paint colors, but Al and I have a bit of kitchen planning fatigue, so I think we'll hold off for a little while.

The exciting part of getting the kitchen done was that we were able to to have my birthday party at the house. Al went all out and made a fantastic spread of food (boy, we missed cooking!!!)--including the highlight--chocolate fondue-yumm. It was so nice to have another weekend of great food and friends, and have so many fantastic people over to our house--it had been far too long! That night, Christine crashed at our place, and the next day we made brunch and had Erika, Paul, and Tumbo come over and join us. It was another huge spread--but what can I say, we missed cooking!

After we cleaned up, I crashed, and slept for about 2 1/2 hours, and after that, went over to Ron's for taco night and to say goodbye before he left for San Diego. I hate losing such cool neighbors, and new friends, but that's all part of the cycle I guess.

That's about it here--the next thing on the list to celebrate---2 year anniversary!


Our whole house was in disarray--but now, we're back to normal, and I feel a lot better now. In fact, I just made use of our kitchen and baked two apple pies, how industrious.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Bar Brawls and other OR adventures

I've realized that I've been going out a lot lately--I'm not sure if it's living in the city, or not having a kitchen--and therefore being forced to be social or what, but I've definitely been getting my drink on lately.

Over Labor Day, Al and I headed to Portland, OR to hang out with my friend Betsy (who I know from my days at The Nature Conservancy). I've never been to the PNW (Pacific Northwest), so.....we decided to take a quick trip out West.

We left DC at about 4 am, and got into OR around 11 am, and Al's friend Zach (the one who calls me every name but Jodie) picked us up and drove us around Oregon. It's an adorable city, very green, and environmentally friendly--also a lot smaller than I had anticipated. We stopped for lunch at Lompoc Brewery (Portland is the land o' many breweries and coffee shops!), but no beers for lunch since we knew it would be a late night.

After that, we drove to Betsy's office, got her keys, and went to her apartment, which is in a historic building located close to 23rd (or as locals call is trendy-third or Nob Hill), a cute little shopping district with boutiques and restaurants. Al and I wandered around, and found an amazing chocolatier, Moonstruck, which provided the chocolates for the Academy Awards...and seriously, I bought some for my coworkers, and they thought it was manna from heaven.

Betsy was able to get out of work early, so we walked around for a few minutes, and then made our way over to the Big Pink (nickname of Oregon's tallest building) to grab drinks at the City Grill-which overlooks the city. The bar was totally packed---and we started our drinking frenzy--with yummy dirty martinis for me and Bets and grey goose and tonic for Big Al. Zach and his girlfriend ended up meeting up with us, catching a few drinks, and then onto the next bar...

The next bar was by far one of the coolest bars that I've ever been to--called Doug Fir. It looks a bit like a hunting lounge with these kind of 60's accents--it sounds sort of tacky, but it's totally hip and adorable. At this point, we all had a fairly good buzz on, and my hunger kicked in, so I ordered a burger--and I'm not sure if it was me being hungry, or drunk, but it was seriously one of the best burgers ever. I made it until about 11 pm and then crashed---but since that was 2 am our time, I figured that wasn't too bad.

The next day (Saturday), we grabbed breakfast in the gardens of a quaint restaurant Merriweather's, and then headed to Washington Park, walked through the rose garden, and took in the view of the city. After that, we drove around some of Portland, ultimately ending up in the Pearl--which is the more artsy section of town. There was an art show going on, so we took some time to walk through the art show--which brought in artists from all up and down the pacific coast.

That night, we went to out for dinner and met up with Betsy's sister Amy and brother in law Ryan, as well as Zach and his sister Alice. After dinner--we went for martinis, and then off for dancing at a club called Aura. When we walked in, it was rap central, but Betsy talked some sense into the DJ, and he started playing more normal dance music. So, while we were out dancing, there was a group of drunk girls that were basically falling all over the place, and one almost fell on me. I put my hands up to kind of shield myself from her falling on me, and all of a sudden, this drunk girl got all up in my face trying to start a fight. Before I know it, Amy (who is my height) starts yelling at the drunk girl to bring it on, and I was thinking to myself, "okay, we are getting ready to roll now". But, luckily, Alice was with us (who is about six feet tall) and put some fear into the drunk girls, but it was pretty hysterical.

Sunday, we hiked around the Columbia Gorge, and went on several waterfall hikes. After the Gorge, we went to Hood River to the Full Sail Brewery for a few beers, and to watch the wind surfers on the water.

That night, we took it easy and went for dinner at an organic restaurant called the Tao of Tea, and then headed back to DC early the next morning. All in all, it was a great trip, and Betsy was the hostess with the mostest. Portland was a fun city to visit--and we were able to cram in a lot in a short amount of time,b ut there is still plenty to do when we return....

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Thursday, September 01, 2005

And this is why I'm totally Type A

Sorry I haven't blogged in awhile. To quickly update:
  • Kitchen renovation supposed to be done a month ago--still going on and massively behind. I gave Taw a talking to that helped for a little while, but I think I will have to have another one of my breathe fire and invoke the devil conversations with him.
  • Went to beach with family and Al for a week--v. fun, but I don't understand why men feel the compulsive need to communicate through movie quotes, or watch Cramer's Mad Money 15 times a day.
  • Al got braces, and is starting his jaw process--he should have jaw surgery one year from now.
  • Went to Erika's batchelorette party where I found out that my husband is a legend! Actually, had a smashing good time and was only walking distance from home-how I love living in DC. Can't wait for the weddding which will be wicked fun and will include an absurd amount of drunkeness.
  • I still love my job, and thank the lord I found something with such fabulous people and such a great cause
  • I'm very sad about the hurricane and cannot watch anymore tv coverage because it makes me want to cry.
  • I'm going to visit my friend Betsy tomorrow!

Okay, so anyway....back to me being a Type A...when I left my old company I had tons of vacation time, 50 hours to be exact. So, imagine my suprise a 55 days later (which, according to DC is against the law--you are supposed to be paid out 7 days after leaving!!), I only got paid for 26 hours. I sent an e-mail to my former company telling them their oversight only to get into one of the longest and most tedious e-mail battles ever. They said I had taken vacation time that I didn't take, and one of the days they sighted as vacation was a day that I was at a conference THEY paid for. Luckily, I'm totally type A, and keep an insane amount of information (okay so even though I hated working at a law firm, it totally paid off) on hand, and was able to finally get them to back down and grudgingly admit that they were WRONG, WRONG, WRONG. Ahhhhhh.

The restaurant visits and coaxing of friends to have us over continues....I'm sick of eating out, but at the end of our kitchen journey, I'll put together a best and worst of list.

That's it from here. Safe and happy labor day....

Thursday, August 04, 2005

What's On Your Mind?

Paging Dr. Freud...

Have you noticed that what used to be considered freudian slips, and the taboo things that nobody would dare say has now become the norm?

Seriously. The other day, I was walking home, and a man asked me if I had any african american heritage. I figured he was asking because my hair was super frizzy that day because of the humidity. But, no, he was asking because of my ass. Nice.

Another day, I was biking home, and I cut to the left side of the street so that I could take a left turn. The car coming behind me was quite a ways back, so I felt okay cutting to the left, until he rolled down his window and yelled, "Get some training wheels!" That one got a pleasant response from me of "Go f#$% yourself."

And, just so much as yesterday, I was again, walking to work, and a homeless man says to me, "Baby you look so pretty all dressed up, even if it's a hand-me down." Seriously? Get a life. My outfit--not a hand-me down and fit fine. Possible he was just pissed I didn't give him money, but I definitely won't in the future for sure.

Even customer service seems to have gone down the drain. Al has been having work done on his car, and the woman who is in charge of his case has basically lied to him. She lied about the work that was done, about extending the waranty, etc. When we took it to her supervisor, he was a royal horses ass.

While it's great to have free speech, I just wish people would think more before opening their trap.

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Life Happens

Sorry I've been so slack in writing...ever have a time in your life, where nothing in particular is keeping you busy, but you are just busy letting life happen around you, and you get so wrapped up into daily conundrums that you kind of forget to connect to people outside your immediate daily sphere? I call that "Life Happens", and that's where things have been lately.

As for the kitchen project..still going, albeit it with a lot of problems. Tao (cabinet maker/thai restaurant owner) decided to build the cabinets about 6 inches shorter than what was in our contract, and installed them in our house. When we came home, I was in tears...I couldn't even reach the bottom shelf of the cabinets because they were shorter than what they should have been. We had to call him, and have him revise to our specifications. So, that puts us behind by at least a week.

And, the countertops were also cut wrong, and had to be redone, but they are finally ready, and have been installed, and our appliances are plugged in..so even though we're still using paper plates, and don't have all the cabinets installed, we've been able to cook a little bit at home (although we have to eat standing, since we don't have anywhere to sit--all of our furniture is covered in plastic right now).

Aside from the kitchen project...work is great. I'm really happy, and I feel really at home. I feel as though I know enough about environment, fundraising, and database to get by and be successful, but feel like it's a challenge since I don't know about grant or foundations. I feel that everyone is really genuine, and really easy to connect with...which is what I was definitely looking for.

And for the past few weekends Al, David, and I went to Roanoke last weekend to surprise my mom for her birthday--it was fun to be with my family and get away from the kitchen for a little while. I went with my mom to a jazzercise class, and ended up really liking it--I was a total klutz, and fell all over myself, but I works up a serious sweat...which I needed after eating out so much! We also went to see Wedding Crashers, and I would just like to profess my love for Vince Vaughn. Adorable.

Last night, we had an anti-shower for friends Matt and Katie, who are having a baby any day now. They didn't really want a big shower or anything, so we just had everyone meet up for crabs at the Bethesda Crab House (a favorite of mine for crabs). We did the 2 hour all you can eat, which was fun, but I felt so gross afterwards...we were covered in Old Bay seasoning.

That's about it here, but thanks for being patient for me to blog. In the immortal words of John Lennon, "Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans."

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Tree Huggin

I'm back doing environment work, and for now, couldn't be happier. I think part of it is being with people who I have common interests with, and part of it is that the people are so welcoming. It's been eye-opening, and really made me realize that the right work environment does truly matter. I feel myself smiling all day...and actually excited to go into work. It's been a long time since I've done that. Word is that I was a bit of a trend setter at my old job, as several others have followed suit and gave their notice after I left.

For now, I'm still in training mode, so I'm a bit overwhelmed taking in names, information, systems, processes. I feel like I have all pieces of the puzzle, but now I'm just trying to put it all together.

In other news...kitchen renovation still continues. Counters get put on tomorrow. I'm sick of eating out--and what makes it harder is that Al had his wisdom teeth out on Friday, so we're limited to places with soft foods. Tonight I got to initiate Al into Pasta Mia. We waited an hour and a half to get our food after being seated, so I think it was a bit of a let down to Al...no matter how darn good the pasta was. Oh well.

Off to hug a tree...

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

A rose by any other name...

I start the new job tomorrow!! I'm a bit nervous, but I feel like I've started so many new jobs, I should be an old pro.

We tried to have a pretty relaxing, low key weekend. On Saturday, I went to my cousin Debra's to catch up with her, and play with her sons Evan (5) and Jared (2) at the pool. Jared was so adorable, but couldn't quite grasp my name, so for the entire day I was Josie. Josie this and Josie that. But, he was pretty easy to please, and laughed at everything I did, so I found Josie agreeable since I was so gosh darn funny.

I know it's well known that people love hearing their name...but I realized that people do not like hearing their name butchered...2 year olds okay, other people not so much. My contractor--calls me Judy. Al's friend Zach, prefers Joanie. Beyond that, I found that I also get irritated when people call me by my nicknames when they don't know me very well. Some friends call me Jodes, Jode, Schwarzy, Schwarzy-Goldberg. But, not just anyone can use my nicknames. I don't know the suitable amount of time that I mustg know someone before they can call me a nickname, but I'd say long enough for me to feel comfortable with a nickname.

Okay, now that I've obsessed over that, the eating out thing has grown tiresome. Saturday, our friend Kristin had us over for a cookout, and Sunday, we met up with Luke and Stacey for falafel in Adam's Morgan. Al and I tried to go to Pasta Mia again last week--and again that guy is closed--this time until July 19. I give up. Tonight, we go to Katie and Matt's house for fajitas.

Wish me luck on the new job tomorrow.

-Joanie

Friday, July 08, 2005

Day #6 without a kitchen

Last night we went to Wine and Design in Georgetown. It's located in Cady's Alley, which is lined by several design stores.

The design stores that participate stay open late, have light snacks, and of course, wine. It was cool to walk around, and see what the trends are...we are heading back to the 50's and 70's--a lot of shag, and a lot of 50's knock offs.

Afterwards, Al and I dined at Leopold's---it's a European-esque restaurant and felt very reminiscent of places we dined at in Switzerland, but not as good in my opinion.

Today is my last day at OMP, and next Wednesday I start the new job...aeiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Kitchen Renovation

Before



After

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I remember a simpler time

I remember a simpler time,
when the grass was green, the sun did shine
but every since the towers crumbled,
the floor shook, the walls tumbled,
things just haven't been the same.


http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/07/07/AR2005070700261.html

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Can I get some Pad Thai with that?

The man who is making our cabinets is also the owner and cook of a Thai carry-out restaurant. Are we crazy....well, take a look at this article, and you tell me.

http://restaurants.washingtoncitypaper.com/hungry.php?week=20050701

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Day #3 without a kitchen

On Saturday, July 2, we embarked on Kitchen Renovation. We knocked down, we destroyed, we disassembled. We now have no cabinets, no countertop, no running water in the kitchen, and after today, will have no appliances. It's already day 3 and I'm sick of having no kitchen.

We'll be eating out a lot--so I'll try to blog about what we're hitting. It'll be like a supersize me experiment--how much weight can I gain from Kitchen being renovated?

It took Al, David (my brother) and I about 5 hours to take everything down, and about another hour to clean up. I was smart enough to think ahead though, and scheduled Al and I for massages on Sunday. While it felt amazing at the time, my neck is now majorily sore. I thought massages were suppoed to loosen you up, but my neck hurt so much last night, that I had to go to sleep just to stop it from hurting so much.

After our massages, we went to our friend Brandeis' for a pool party and BBQ. Brandeis had invited Matt, Katie, PW, and about 30 girls and maybe 3 guys from the Thompson Boat House Rowing team. (Al used to do crew, and a lot of his friends still coach or are involved).

I had a totally "I'm Old!" moment while hanging out with these 20-year olds. The kids--not so bright these days. If you stand by a pool, at a pool party, you are going to be thrown in. No exception....unless you are of course me, and not 20, then the guys actually listen to you when you say, "don't throw me in!" It helps, I found, if you have a Coach bag on hand as well.

I didn't end up getting in the pool, or getting thrown in. Al got thrown in, and threw some girl in--in her white t-shirt and jeans. She kept saying how pissed she was, but then she stayed in the water for about an hour....so guess she couldn't have been that pissed.

Last night, we tried so desperately to find food--we literally tried 5 restaurants and a sketchy bbq joint, but to no avail....everyone was closing early for the 4th. We finally grabbed a hot dog and fries at Ben's Chili Bowl and walked up the hill to see the fireworks---we have this huge hill right up the street from where we live, and you can see the fireworks not only on the National Mall, but shooting off over all of DC--Capital Hill, Alexandria, Dupont Circle, etc. Alot of people were their from our neighborhood who we knew--guess we weren't the only ones with that good idea!

More to come on Kitchen Renovation, and stay tuned for places we are going. And if you have a kitchen, invite us over, we'll even cook for YOU!

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Monday, June 13, 2005

Vacation...all I ever wanted

The Mr. and I are trying to plan a week long trip...thinking late August. Looking for something that offers a mix of relaxation, yummy food, and a little bit of adventure, without breaking the bank. Suggestions???

Friday, June 10, 2005

Butting in

Yesterday I took the metro to work, and as I exited I noticed a guy and a girl in a screaming match in front of the metro. I tried not to eavesdrop, but as I was walking away I heard the guy yell, "Do you know how much money I make? Do you know what you're passing up?"

I turned around to see what was happening, and this guy was literally not letting the woman get past him. She would step to the right, and he would then step to the right, and hold his hands out blocking her from moving past him. He continued to yell at her in the middle of the metro station.

I was shocked at the number of people who just walked by, and didn't do anything. I know it wasn't any of my business, but I walked over to the woman, and tapped her on the shoulder and asked if she was okay. She smiled and said she was, and thanked me for my concern. The guy started saying something to me but I just walked away.

I just hate guys like that who flaunt there money, and think that people are going to bow down to them because they have money. I think the far more attractive approach is to act confident, and get people to date you or befriend you because you are kind, considerate and have your act together.

I don't know. Maybe it was silly to butt in, but oh well. I'd probably do it again.

Monday, June 06, 2005

If the answer's no...can I change your mind?


Killers Concert NYC

On Friday night, Al and I drove up to NYC to hit the Killers Concert in Central Park on Saturday. My brother, David, has been doing work up in NYC, so we met up with him at his hotel, and then hit a diner for some greasy grilled cheese around midnight, and then off to bed.

On Saturday, did the typical shopping excursion of hitting Soho, and walking around the city. We later met up with our friend Eric, and his friend Betsy, who we had bought tix for. Of course, when we asked Eric initially if he had wanted to go to see the Killers with us, he had an enthusiastic response of “Yes! I love that song Mr. Rightguard!” Um, I think he meant Mr. Brightside, but you know, a nice deodorant song works as well I suppose.

At some point of meeting up, Eric unveils this packet of papers stapled together…which are the lyrics to ALL of the Killers songs. Not only did Eric go on Lyrics.com for the lyrics, he copied and pasted them into a Word Document, and printed them out to bring to the concert. I was laughing so hard at this point, I was almost crying.

We walked over to the Park, and met up with David’s friend Shannon, and sat around Central Park mixing a few drinks before going in for the show. It was super hot, and the first band, Louis XIV was good, but it was too hard to get into because it was so hot. Finally, before the Killers went on, the sun started to set, so it cooled off.

I think we were definitely some of the oldest people at the concert, but it was surprisingly chill—no mosh pits or body surfers—but not without lack of effort on Al or Eric’s part. At one point in the concert, I look over at Eric, and he’s doubled over the lyrics print out singing along as he’s reading the words. That got some great laughs from the people around us, who didn’t quite know what to make of him.

After the concert, I was about ready to cry because my feet hurt so badly from walking all day, and then standing for the concert. After grabbing a bite to eat downtown, we headed back to our hotel, and crashed.


On Sunday, we hit Barney’s---didn’t really get anything, but I just love Barney’s and seeing what the fashions are, and what designers are doing. And then, off to home.

It was a nice weekend to get away—especially now that the humidity is just starting to set in. The city is starting to get expensive again…which is good and bad. Good that it’s recovered from 9/11, but bad b/c I used to be able to find deals there, and couldn’t this go round.

One thing I will say, is that I loved NY more this time around because I’m getting more comfortable with living in a city, and getting around a city, and didn’t find it as confusing.

Friday, June 03, 2005

Take ME Out to the Ball Game

I got to go to my very first Nationals baseball game last night! Our friend Amanda won tickets, and got some super sweet seats about 5 rows up from the third base line. We were so close I felt like I could reach out and touch the players.

The Nationals ended up pulling out a win against the Braves. There we a ton of great plays by each team, and an exciting game. The National fans are all so enthusiastic...I think it's fantastic that baseball has returned to DC.

One of the highlights of the night was that the "Real Men of Genius" Bud-Light singer was there, and did a special DC Nationals song for Bud Light. It was hysterical...all of these girls ran up to him and got autographs and pictures. It was the one time I wish I had a cell phone with a camera, just because it was so funny.

Tonight...off to NYC to catch the Killers in Central Park on Saturday. Yeah baby!

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

Long Weekends

Ahhhh. I just love long weekends. I sometimes wish that America had more of the European mentality--more holidays, and more vacation time allowed AND encouraged. I think my batteries would recharge much more if I had more long weekends....

This past weekend was just relaxing. Al and I ended up staying in DC--which I've never done for Memorial Day. We typically go out of town, but this year, we stayed around. My parents were supposed to come into town, but my grandma's (mom's mom) blood pressure was up, and she had to go to the hospital--so they weren't able to make it. Grandma is out of the hospital now, and back at home.

And, I have to say, I loved being DC over the long weekend--not too many people are here, and it feels like you have the whole city to yourself.

This was a totally Natalie Portman weekend. On Friday, I biked on up to Adams Morgan, and rented Garden State (which I really enjoyed, and have to give major kudos to Zach Braff for writing, directing and starring in it. 2 thumbs up.) and Star Wars 2, so that we mentally prepare ourselves to see Star Wars 3. I had forgotten how cheesy that movie is. And, while Hayden Christensen and Ewan McGregor are nice to look at, the dialogue is overly simplistic, and the love story is just so painfully annoying.

On Saturday, my other grandma (Dad's mom) was in town for a wedding, so I met up with her, brought her over to the house, and had lunch with her, Al and David. I love my grandma, but I swear, sometimes I just don't know where on earth she came from. In some ways, she's the typical Jewish grandma--she loves to worry, and has the guilt thing down. But, mostly, her social graces are so left field, I just spend most of my time visiting with her wondering how my dad turned out so normal.

She complimented my brother on a having a steady job, and supporting himself, and complimented me on having a husband who supports me. I was like...um, I DO have a job, and a house, and do pretty well on my own. I hesitated to remind her that she also had a job when she was married....

After lunch, I showed grandma the neighborhood, and of course, ran into a neighbor, who she asked how much he had paid for his house. I should have take that bet with my brother. I totally would have bet under 3 hours before she asked about the cost of houses in the neighborhood. Damn.

In the evening, I had a hankering for Pasta Mia (I've missed it so), so Al and I walked to Adams Morgan, only to find it closed. Damn it...I swear that guy only closes it when I want to go, this is the 3rd time it's happened to me.

We opted for a cute little Indian restaurant with seats outside. I got a samosa and some sort of spinach/cheese concoction that was good, but really filling. I think that the waiter was insulted I didn't eat more. I loved sitting outside, and people watching. The HOGS were in town this weekend, lining their bikes up and down the street, and meeting at the various bars.

Oh, I love Adams Morgan, mostly because it always makes me think of hanging out with Betsy and Diana. I totally miss going out and dancing, and going to the Common Share, for my $2 shots before going to Heaven and Hell for 80's night. Now, I'm more of a martini or wine girl if I get a drink...and I'm a total vodka snob...so that make me uber sophisticated?

On Sunday, we ran around town--doing the things we never seem to have time to do, and found that the people at Lowes are the biggest morons in the world. I never thought I'd say this, but I like Home Depot better--but even more than that...I'm loving the little local hardware stores, because the people there know their stuff, and the boys are cute.

Sunday night, biked on over to see a late night showing of Star Wars in Chinatown. Far better than the first 2 combined.

Monday--just did work around the house. We are starting to go into kitchen renovation mode, so I'm sure I'll be complaining about that soon.

That was my weekend. Next on the blog: 25 things I want to do in my lifetime.



Funny....

Friday, May 27, 2005

Ponderings of the day.

A few weeks ago, I was having lunch with Mags, and I blurted out "well, whatever, I guess it wasn't meant to be--everything always happens for a reason."

Mags and I discussed this--as she had said the same thing to our friend Lizzie a few nights prior. Her husband, who I guess overheard said something like, "men so don't go by that philosophy, if something doesn't work out, shit happens, we don't agonize if it was meant to be or not. And if it works out, we just got lucky."

This got me thinking.....do things happen for a reason, or is that a nice fall-back excuse that women like to give to themselves when things aren't working out?

If you don't get a follow-up date with a guy--it wasn't meant to be. If the job interview doesn't work out-wasn't meant to be. Is Fate really working in our favor, or is it just something we tell ourselves so that the sting doesn't hurt quite so much?

While I'm not sure if things do or don't happen because they are or aren't meant to be, I do think things happen for a reason. This is basic science--where there is a cause, there is an effect.

I honestly believe I met Al as a cause and effect. I was supposed to go see my ex-boyfriend that weekend (who I was still seeing--although I believe he was seeing someone else at this point, so who really knows). I got in a fight with my ex, and my friend Shannon (who was in town visiting) had made plans to go with Michelle to Kings Dominion with some of Michelle's coworkers Clay and Jerry, and Clay's roomate---who turned out to be Al. Since I was down in the dumps that my plans to see the ex fell through, I got invited along for the day with Shannon and Michelle--which is when I met Al. I literally called my mom the next day and told her I met the man I was going to marry....of course, we didn't start dating until 2 1/2 year later, but I digress. Who's to say that if I had met Al at ANY other time, that I would've given him the same attention, and thought of him as a possibility?

Anyway...those are my philosophical thoughts today.

Let me know yours.

Monday, May 23, 2005

Bookends

Long ago it must be, I have a photograph....preserve your memories, they're all that's left you” -Simon & Garfunkel, Bookends

My best friend Maggie just got married this past weekend. I was the matron of honor, and it was truly a beautiful wedding--and my first outdoor wedding too!

Leading up to the wedding.....Friday night, there was a rehearsal dinner at Alexander's in Roanoke. Andy's brother Chris, and sister Margaret "Julianne" Moore put together a film documenting the life of Andy and Maggie. Of course, yours truly got all weepy during the movie--I can't help it, I've known Maggie since I was 2, and she's the closest thing I have to a sister, so it got me a little choked up--it's the end of an era, and the beginning of another. Goodbye to those little girls with pigtails...and hello to new adventures...being wives, owning homes, growing up. I can only hope was have many more years of memories down the road.

Afterwards, the crew headed to Awful Arthurs, which lived up to it's name. I swear, doesn't Roanoke have any decent bars??? And no, Corned Beef & Co does NOT count....I only frequent there because I know I'll run into someone I know.

Saturday, we went to the salon--gossiped about celebs while having our hair done. Then, off to the Meyer house to get ready. The ceremony was lovely, and I maintained the standing position, which was a great success.

The weather held out--and the sun shined down for the ceremony and reception. Durring dinner, the groomsmen went in search of the buried Maker's Mark to toast the weather gods for making it such a beautiful day.

Dinner included shrimp and grits--my personal favorite! Yum. After dinner--we did toasts, and I actually made it through WITHOUT crying. Thank you very much. Then..the band got up to play, and congratulated "Maggie and JOE, and their new marriage". I'm not sure who this Joe character is, but the band kept congratulating him and Maggie all night long. The funniest thing is, Andy was the one who had HIRED the band!

Several drinks later, the bridemaids rallied, and took our show on the road, and got up on stage to sing Johnny Cash's Ring of Fire. Johnny must have turned in his grave, it was so out of tune...

It was a momentous weekend, so here's to you Maggie and Joe, may you have many years of happiness......

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

50 Things About Me...You May or May Not Know

1. I am a PADI Advanced Open Water Scuba Diver
2. My favorite soft drink is Diet Cherry Coke
3. I was born on the bicentenial, even though I can't spell it.
4. If there was ever a movie about me, I would want Keri Russell to play me.
5. I believe in ghosts, and have gone on 5 ghost tours.
6. I was an extra in Dirty Dancing, and got to meet Jennifer Gray and Patrick Swayze.
7. My second and third toe on each foot are slightly webbed together--I used to think they were freakish, now I think they are cute.
8. My maternal grandma and David Broder are first cousins.
9. When I was little, I fell out of a moving car.
10. Swimming is one of my favorite things in the world.
11. I used to write poetry under the pen name Moon Lawerence.
12. I hate cheesecake. It doesn't matter who makes it, or what's on it.
13. I eat bagels with butter instead of cream cheese.
14. I studied in England and Scotland for a summer. If I could, I would move to London.
15. I am a Libra, and while I can see both sides of the story, once I have an opinion, I stick with it.
16. I have known my best friend since I was 2 years old.
17. The day after I met Al, I called my mom and told her I had met my future husband. I was even seeing someone else at that time.
18. I often have premonitions that come true (see above).
19. My paternal grandparents are Holocaust survivors. I went to Dachau, which is one of the camps my grandma was in.
20. My one desire is to write a children's book.
21. Golden Retrievers are my favorite type of dog.
22. I own all of the Harry Potter books and movies, and have the next book that's due out this summer on pre-order. I have also read each book twice.
23. I love bluegrass music, British pop music, and 80's music. I also have a love for anything that's just unique and tells a great story.
24. I could feel my house shake on September 11, when the plane crashed into the Pentagon.
25. I have taken a cake decorating class. Al's cakes were prettier than mine.
26. I drank too much wine at my cousin's wedding and passed out---I was a bridesmaid in the wedding.
27. When I was little, I wrote a letter to Judy Blume. She even wrote me back.
28. I really love super-hero movies, and the Star Wars movies.
29. I love vinegar on my fries. Is there any other way?
30. I know the Greek and Hebrew alphabets.
31. I think that the word poop is funny.
32. I am extremely superstitious.
33. I once went to an S&M club with my girlfriends.
34. I believe in reincarnation and karma.
35. I don't like getting roses--I used to, but I'm over it.
36. The one dish I make well is eggplant parmesan.
37. The first concert was a Neil Diamond concert.
38. Sometimes, when I clean, I like to wear a tiarra, and pretend I'm a princess who has been forced to clean.
39. I totally bombed the SATs when I was in high school.
40. I am part of Toastmasters International-and have completed the Competant Level of Toastmasters.
41. I am allergic to red wine.
42. I have taken the following hobby classes, but have mastered none of these: photography, pottery, kayaking, and rock wall climbing.
43. I didn't really like college or my sorority.
44. I know the words to almost every song in Fiddler on the Roof.
45. My belly-button is pierced.
46. One of my favorite smells is right after it has rained on a warm day.
47. I am afraid of heights, but love to challenge my fear.
48. On single every trip I take--via plane, train, automobile, I always sing "We're Off to See the Wizard" from Wizard of Oz. My mom and brother do this as well.
49. I used to be on a kickball team.
50. I have a slight obsession with Sting.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Just Another Day in DC

Confused Fliers Trigger Capital Scare-http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/05/11/AR2005051100887.html

Is it sad that we are becoming accustomed to terrorist threats? Just yesterday, I was sitting at work, and an e-mail came across my screen "WHITE HOUSE AND CAPITOL EVACUATED!"

As I sat there, I heard people contiuing to type, and not a lot of commotion around me. I thought to myself, "self, there must not be anything wrong if noone is panicking or screaming."

I think it's just sad that this mentality has become so ingrained in us in just a few short years. 3 years ago, everyone would have freaked out with an e-mail like this on their screen, and now, it's just business as usual in DC.

When did reality start becoming so real?

Monday, May 09, 2005

Eye of the Tiger



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I've been using the bike--although, I have to admit, I'm not the most graceful person on a bike, but I'm still having fun. Al got a bike this weekend, so on Sunday, we biked into Georgetown and got a bite to eat, and walked around to the different stores. What a beautiful day.

So, in addition to biking, I was motivated by my hubby's new 6 pack to start doing some sit ups in the mornings. At first, I could only do 2. I'm not even joking. 2. How sad is that?

Now, I'm up to 60. The stomach is starting to feel a bit tighter, and so now I've added pushups to the daily routine. I can do about 10 girly ones right now, but that's okay.

I'm kinda getting into the being in shape thing. Makes me want to actually work out a bit. Or not.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Girls just wanna have...

Sorry I've been so slack on the blogging.

Al and I've been working so hard on the house, and work's been crazy. Doesn't help that I moved offices again. I am just waiting for that red swingline stapler. Any day now...

Last weekend, I had Maggie's batchelorette extravanganza. I'm the matron of honor for her and Andy's wedding, so I decided that while the boys were away (Atlantic City), the girls should play. And, I have to say, that I'm the luckiest girl, because my kick ass husband helped me cook and clean all week for the soiree.

Liz came in town early Friday, and since Al had helped me all week, we were able to hang out, catch up, and of course, go to Ben's for grease, and Cake Love for a tasty after treat. Yep, the healthy lifestyle went out the window for the weekend.

Friday night, the girls came over, and I had a table of apps, and charged Ilona with making the drinks (and, she makes a devilishly delicious cosmo). It ended up being a very small, but sweet group of 7 of us. After many cosmos, cheese platters, and dances in my living room later, we hit Adams Mill to meet up with Andy's batchelor party.

I'm proud of the ladies, because we made it later than the boys. Of course, I got little sleep, and so when the party continued into Saturday, I was dragging the heels a bit.

I got up early with Ilona to help get ready for breakfast and our trip to a cabin I reserved in Berkeley Springs, WV. It was only about a 2 hour drive - we went through some wacky weather as we headed up to the mountains. Rain, wind, hail....

After we got settled in the cabin, we headed out to Berkeley Springs state park. Berk. Springs is known for their fresh spring water, which several of the local spas use for bath treatments due to all of the minerals in the water. I can't even type about this next experience without cracking up....

So, Ilona made reservations for us all to take a "Roman Bath", so that we get to experience this mineral water first hand. So all six of us (the 5 bridesmaids plus Maggie), put on our bathing suits (which is just not fun in April), and we go into this little pool, that's super hot (102 degrees), and basically all just sit there together. As the time wears on, we all start getting kinda dizzy and loopy in our sweat box pool. We barely made it the 20 minutes that we were supposed to, but afterwards, the hangover was gone!

That night, for dinner, we decided to check out this place Maria's, which the 15 year old boys who ran the Roman Bath had recommended. (Disclaimer: this next part is not meant to be derogatory, and apologies if it comes out that way): As we enter, we each slowly start to feel this sense of discomfort. Everyone is looking at us, and there are statues, paintings, dolls, etc of Jesus and Mary everywhere. Now, in normal circumstance, I would feel slightly out of place, being Jewish and all, but since it's the first night of Passover, and we are a group of girls out for a fun night, the Jesus and Mother Mary thing was uber uncomfortable.

We got the hell outta dodge, and instead went to this cute little restaurant down the road call Tarri's. Had some nice wine with dinner, discussed our worst dates, and went home to play a rousing game of Trivial Pursuit.

Next morning, we woke up to snow (yes, snow in WV in APRIL!!!). We watched our girlie movies, and then, went for a nice brunch before hitting the road home.

I was exhausted from the weekend, but it was nice to get away, and have some girl time.

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Biker Chick



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Last week was so much fun, but such a blur!

I FINALLY got a bike...a belated birthday present from Al (and yes, my birthday is in September, but in his defense, he bought me a wetsuit for Hannukah, so I can't be too upset!!!).
The last time I rode a bike was in Germany, which was a few years ago, so it's been awhile. And, I had many beers in me at the time, so I wasn't too aware of my surroundings.

So, when shopping for this bike, I felt like a complete ditz. The poor guy at REI kept grabbing bike after bike for me. No, too big; no, not girly enough; no the handlebars are weird...

Finally, as the sales associate was at about his wits end, a light went off in his head, and he went in back to grab the most perfect of perfect bikes for me. It's a total teenager's bike, with flowers on it and everything. I LOVE IT! I just need a bell and I'm all set, ding ding!


As for the rest of the week.....Wednesday night, I invited friends to a happy hour at Hotel Helix. My friend Betsy had introduced me to Helix awhile back, and with the weather so nice out, I couldn't resist having a happy hour on the deck. About 8 people ended up coming, most of whom are friends who I've known since I was 2 years old, but haven't seen in forever. Mags and I bagged work early to grab some seats outside, and Mags was already a little tipsy from a happy hour at work. By the time everyone got there, Mags and I were already a good bit ahead of everyone, but it was all in good fun.

Thursday, Al and I got invited to a wine tasting at the Charlie Palmer's restaurant on Capitol Hill, which was another Style magazine event. There were small apps being passed, and 2 white wines, and 3 reds for tasting. The wines (I could only have the whites), and apps were delicious, and it was a fun way to spend the evening, and check out a new DC restaurant.

Friday, my mom was in town--she and Sam's mom, Eileen were hosting a shower for Mags on Saturday. Some of Al's friends were also in town for their alumni duties at the GW Crew Invitational. Mom and I had a nice dinner out, and enjoyed catching up (Dad was home due to last stretch of tax season). And, at 3 am, I was awoken by my wonderful hubby stumbling into bed, and again 2 hours later when he got up to head to the crew races.

Saturday, was BEAUTIFUL out. Maggie's shower was fun. There were about 12 people that ended up coming, and it was a nice luncheon. Afterwards, my mom and I headed down to the water and met up with David, and Ilona to watch the remainder of the raises. We got some seats at the bar Sequioa's, which has a patio right on the Potomac river, grabbed some beer, and enjoyed a lovely afternoon. Got to catch up with a lot of people I haven't seen in a few months, and enjoyed the day. Can't beat it.

Sunday, after brunch, I took my bike for a spin. I've never biked in a city before, but I love it. It's so much fun! I'm going to try taking it to work tomorrow, and I'm kind of nervous, but I have a helmet, and I'm going to try to go a little early so I can be careful of cars. I'm not the most graceful person in the world.

What do you think, am I biker-chic material???

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

6 Degrees of Kevin Bacon


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Everybody cut, everybody cut....everbody cut Footloose!

So, I've loosely been playing the Kevin Bacon game since I can remember, to determine if I could get within 6 degrees of Kevin Bacon. The closest I've come was meeting Jennifer Grey on the set of Dirty Dancing, who was in Ferris Bueller's Day off with Matthew Broderick, who is married to Sarah Jessica Parker who was in Footloose with Kevin Bacon. So, what's that, like 4?

I finally topped myself about 2 weeks ago. Al got tickets for a "inside-the-actor's" studio type presentation with John Lithgow. We went with our friends Bill and Shannon, and sat so close, we could see his striped shoes. Bill and I were dying to ask questions like "Mr. Lithgow, could you please do that voice from Shrek?" or "Mr. Lithgow, why were you so mean to Harry in Harry and the Hendersons?" or my personal favorite from Al, "Mr. Lithgow, do you know the Muffin Man?"

We didn't get to ask questions, but I did secure an autograph afterwards. AND....since John Lithgow was in Footloose with Kevin Bacon, I'm now only a mere 2 degrees from Kevin Bacon.

Plus, Al's best friend is his dobbleganger, does that count?

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

It's a Mad, Mad World

"But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'" -Alice In Wonderland

Craziness abounds...

This morning, Al and I were out at my car, and a man strolled by with a parrott on his shoulder. And he walked by as though this were normal.

A few weeks ago as we headed into Georgetown, we drove past a woman on a unicycle talking on her cell phone, biking around like it was nothing.

"'If everybody minded their own business,' the Duchess said, in a hoarse growl, 'the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.'" -Alice in Wonderland

Monday, March 28, 2005

Zenyatta Mondatta


So, while I typically play the married chick in real life, over the weekend of March 18th, I lived it up as a "single" girl with 3 of my girlfriends (Betsy, Diana, and Katherine) in Miami. I haven't seen these 3 ladies in over 2 years, so I've been missing them greatly!

Different friends bring out different sides, and these ladies bring out the side that hasn't been out to play in a while....I'm just thankful I'm such a lightweight, b/c drinks are expensive in Miami!

On Thursday (St. Patty's), I boarded a plane - connecting through Miami to Tampa, where Diana lives. (Would you believe it’s cheaper to CONNECT through Miami than to fly directly to Miami?). My plane was delayed, and I basically landed as soon as my flight to Tampa was almost done boarding. I ran faster than ever to catch the flight to Tampa, but my luggage couldn’t run fast enough….so I made the flight sans a change of clothes. (note to self, pack extra clothes in carry on…..)

In Tampa, Betsy (in from Portland, Oregon) and Diana greeted me, and we started up our ladies weekend. I was a bit of a grump, being all gross from the flight and from sprinting across the terminal, but we still had fun, and went out for a bit of St. Patty’s celebration. At midnight, we picked up Katherine, who had flown in from NYC, and found my long lost bag. Yippeee!

The next day, waaaaay too early in the morning, we loaded up the car, and drove down to Miami Beach. I love the architecture of SoBe, it's like walking onto a movie-set. The buildings are all done art-deco style. And the men and women are just as gorgeous as the buildings. My senses were totally on overdrive the entire weekend.

Our first day in SoBe, we wandered around, and stumbled our way from bar to bar, drinking up as many daquiri's and mojitos as we could handle. Finally, I hit my wall (which didn't take too long!), and we went back to our cute little hotel, The Clay Hotel, and crashed for a power nap.

Afterwards, we got ready in our best Miami going out outfits, and we went out for Betsy and Katherine's birthdays at Tantra. The restaurant has a middle-eastern type feel with dark corners and beautiful lamps, and the floor was real grass for the front part of the restaurant. I was wearing really high heels, and kept sinking in the grass. The food was amazing...(albeit pricey), but, again, the senses were out of control. Women and men with plastic surgery galore, and on the back wall of the restaurant behind the bar, this asian movie with erotic scenes was projected onto a huge screen.

We were all a bit sleepy from our day of drinking and the nap just about did us in. But, we caught our second wind, and headed over to the Hotel Delano to continue our evening. The Hotel Delano is without a doubt where the beautiful people hang out --and the people with $$. A drink there was like $18 or so. Totally crazy, but wonderful eye candy. We headed home after the Delano thinned out, and woke up the next day to lounge on the beach. It was a great day, and so nice to hang out with my girls and laugh.

That night, we went cheap on the food, and found a cute little mexican dive with super yummy food. Then, off to the Shoreclub Hotel to hang out at the Skybar Hotel. Skybar was a little lackluster compared to Delano-adorable bartenders (men and women), and a fantastic private lounging area by the pool for "couples" that was incredibly romantic. After Skybar, we hit the Crobar for some dancing action.

My girlfriends all met international cuties from all over, and I hung out with a guy from Sweeden--we were officially the "non-single" friends--he has a 4 year live-in girl friend, and I have a hubby, so we basically kept each other company, while our friends kept each other better company. Betsy and Kat had a bit of a language barrier with their guys ----lucky the club was so noisy, it limited talking! At some point in the night, my dear, dear drunk Betsy comes over and yells, Oh my gosh! That guy you are hanging out with looks like Sting!!! I'll be damned, he does.......and I LOOOOOOVE Sting. (maybe more so with the beer googles on....).

So, that was worth a few good laughs throughout the night. We headed home around 4:30, and went to bed around 6. And got up the next morning at 10. No rest for the weary. In a move to knock out our hangovers, Betsy and I headed for an adventure parasailing. We went side by side, and it was a fun adventure, I'm so happy she did it with me, and it will always be something I remember. And, I'll be damned, no more hangover.

Sunday afternoon, we made the drive back to Tampa, laughing so hard about our weekend and all of the wonderful memories we had made. We crashed at Diana's and went home early early the next morning. I came home on Monday at 1:00 pm and slept until 6, just long enough to get up, have dinner, and go back to bed.

Zenyatta Mondatta--I was on top of the world

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Monday, March 14, 2005

Beauty and the Beast

Beauty...
I love being a city girl. Last week, we got back into our city groove--and hit the town. We got the coolest invitation in the mail to attend a launch party for DC's newest magazine-Style-at this hot little new restaurant in Chinatown called Oya.

Last Thursday, after a full day at the office, we sprinted home, threw on our hippest/chiquest attire (is there such a thing in winter???), and headed out. While we are not typically the showy type, it was fun to go all out for one night and, as Adam Ant so eloquently puts it "put on a little makeup, makeup"...

As we walked into the door, it was definitely THE place to be for the night. All of DC's socialites were out to see and be seen. Although, it seemed noone knew why they were there, or how they made the list, but after getting the sheet-metal type invitation, they knew they couldn't miss it.

The restaurant is super funky--great decor--a window peering into the kitchen with water running over it, sleek lines, great lighting, and the most wonderful fireplace carved into the wall in a rectangle shape with white rocks lining the inside. My description doesn't do it justice, just trust that it was super cool. The biggest trend of the night--furs. Fur stoles, fur jackets, fur collars. I whispered over to Al, "Who would you vote best dressed of the night?" Too tough to decide.

After getting tipsy from a mini bottle of Moet, and a shot of mango infused rum, we left our fancy,shmancy party and headed to somewhere a little more our speed for something to eat-Fudruckers.

To Beast....

This weekend Al's friend Amanda had a pajama 30th birthday brunch on Sunday. Her friends, who were throwing the party, live only a few short blocks from us. So, Al and I put on our pjs, and the cake we had made, and walked down the street to the party, muttering to each other "Other people better be wearing their pajamas too."

The party was fun--people brought their dogs so at some point there was like 10 dogs running around barking, jumping, begging. While I want a dog, it definitely convinced me that 1 is more than enough!

Overall, I think I preferred the beauty part of the week over the beast portion--but one things for sure, I love DC in the spring time.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Way back when...



In November I went to my high school reunion. This picture is of my friend Jen Green and I remembering a night that we got drunk off of one whole wine-cooler. Oh, the days.....


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Friday, February 25, 2005

Red Swingline Staplers and Other Random Thoughts

"And I said, I don't care if they lay me off either, because I told, I told Bill that if they move my desk one more time, then, then I'm, I'm quitting, I'm going to quit. And, and I told Don too, because they've moved my desk four times already this year, and I used to be over by the window, and I could see the squirrels, and they were married, but then, they switched from the Swingline to the Boston stapler, but I kept my Swingline stapler because it didn't bind up as much, and I kept the staples for the Swingline stapler and it's not okay..."

So I had to move offices AGAIN. Since I've been at my current company, I've had 4 offices. And, now, I have ended up right back to where I started. And, word is that I'll be moving again. Hence, the quote above from Office Space.

Man-o-man, what a week. Luckily, it's been full of good friends--and this week more than ever, I've realized how many great friends we have in our lives and how thankful I am to have such wonderful, thoughtful people around.

Last night, Clay was in town, so, we hit the town, and got to go to one of our favorite restaurants in DC-Zaytanya--Clay was so thoughtful, and got us a gift cert. there--so we were excited to have the chance to put it to use and let Clay benefit from it too!

Last weekend Al and I went up to CT and VT. In CT, we stopped by to see Al's family--and visit his grandpa in the hospital--he's in ICU right now, so we are keeping him in our daily thoughts.

After CT, we drove up to West Dover, VT, where our friend Laura lives. The ride was beautiful, and very peaceful. I loved seeing all of the A-frame houses, and the yards full of white, fluffy snow.

We arrived close to dinner time--and the chef at the restaurant Laura works at in the evenings loaded us up with free ribs and beer, and then it was off to Adams Farm, to a horse-drawn sleigh ride that Laura had arranged for us to go on while she finished her shift.

The sleigh ride was great--it was about 1 1/2 hours with a break in between for hot cocoa in a cute little shack, and an intense game of checkers against Al. After our sleigh ride, we headed back to Laura's place, and got ready for a night out in Vermont. The bars were full of skiers visiting Mt. Snow (where Laura works during the daytime). We went to a great bar with a band playing these fantastic 80's songs. I caught my second wind, and we closed the place down.

The next day, after we drank enough water to recover from our hangover, we headed to Mt. Snow to meet Laura, and to get fitted-up for our ski lessons that Laura had generously arranged for us as well. I had my first-ever ski lessons, and did a pretty good job on the bunny slopes.

When it came time to show off for Al though, I got a bit cocky, and started going too fast, which ended up with me falling on my ass and my poles flying everywhere.

After an exhausting day on the slopes, we headed back to CT for a free night stay in the Marriott thanks to lil Schwarz. The next day, we visited more with Al's family and went to the hospital and then headed back.

It's been a long week, and with the moving of offices-sure didn't make it that much easier-but at least we have awesome friends around us, and that makes a huge difference. So, thanks to you all for being so great at calling, checking in, and just being good friends.