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I snapped this pre-bedtime pic of Gamma’s nightstand the last time I visited. I guess visits to grandmother’s house aren’t as innocent as they used to be…
A couple months ago (seriously behind on the blog), I attended an arts fundraiser with the folks where the main entertainment was a Beatles cover band. They were legit. I tried to withstand the peer pressure of getting up and dancing with my parents and their friends, but there’s only so long you can hold out when it’s the Beatles. I was easily the youngest there (on the dance floor), but I for sure held my own.
The following quote from the movie “Sliding Doors” easily rings true for me… I’m one of these babies:
James: Everybody’s born knowing all the Beatles lyrics instinctively. They’re passed into the fetus subconsciously along with all the amniotic stuff. Fact, they should be called “The Fetals”.
For reals.
I’m in the process of writing a new list of my favorite songs (you’re welcome) and decided to skim through the Beatles catalog on my iPod. I think it’s virtually impossible to pick out one Beatles song as being a favorite. I know all the words to basically all of them and they each elicit a different emotional response… I love them all.
[Lightbulb] I need to create a favorite Beatles playlist.
Have I ever said how much I love making lists? Lists make me happy and that’s probably why I get/love the movie High Fidelity so much. No one may give a rats a__ about my lists, but it brings me joy to make them, so that’s that.
Oh, I just realized the night of the Beatles concert was the night Whitney Houston died. Let’s take a moment and remember her…
Or not.
During my recent trip to NYC/LBI, I had the pleasure of toting along my new camera, aka “The Rebel”. I wasn’t the designated picture taker for the weekend, but decided I’d bring it along to play around with it a bit. My favorite feature so far is the sports setting. You can just hold down the clicker and it takes a ton of pictures really quickly.
I can’t show my favorite sequence, it involves a lighthouse and is a bit naughty, but I can show the sequence that produced the most amazing picture ever.
At first glance, we just thought it looked like a fun sequence of pictures. But, upon second glance we realized we were sitting on a bid of gold. Alyson had just taken a shower and clipped back part of her hair as it was drying. Look a little closer…
That is one fine lookin’ mullet if I’ve ever seen one! Of course, this inspired me to do a little photoshop action… clearly, I had a vision. And it involved two words, four syllables.
El Camino. The mullet of cars. Business in the front, party in the back. Rawr.
From Abe Frohman. Sausage King of Chicago.
I’ve come to realize that a weekend in NYC is about as therapeutic as a week on the beach in Cabo. Opposite ends on the relaxation spectrum of course. I had never been to the city at Christmastime and decided to cross that off my to-do list for the year. Luckily, 4Janks was accepting visitors.
When I arrived, I headed straight to meet Alyson and then we headed straight to the Red Lion. Suitcase in tow. It was Sarah’s birthday (the other half of apartment 4Janks). Vodka, O Bomb, vodka, O Bomb, O Bomb, O Bomb… we’ll you get the picture. It was a fun night and someone may or may not of lost a mole (mole, mole, mole) in the process.
Sexiest Birthday Girl Alive…
After the Red Lion, we headed to Automatic Slims. Suitcase still in tow. I’ve never had to roll through a dance floor before, literally. I kept uttering out “excuse me”s for the hundreds of toes I rolled over. Oops. At least 4Janks knew the DJ so I got to request NKOTB’s “Please Don’t Go Girl”. I was definitely the only one singing. But, that’s what Cornell gets for having it on his playlist.
The remaining birthday crew…
After leaving Slim’s around 3am, pizza just had to be ordered and I got to witness the most awesome display of Old Bay love (yes, the seasoning used for shrimp boils) I’ve ever seen. And probably will ever see for that matter. Old Bay on an avocado, Old Bay on pizza… the possibilities are clearly endless.
Friday had a bit of a slow start. I was clearly on vacation, but who knew Alyson and Sarah were, too? We ordered in breakfast around 11 am, and one of them went to work at about noon. The other made the executive decision NOT to go into work around 1. 4Janks lives the good live.
I spent the afternoon walking around and shopping. That night we headed up to Columbus Circle for dinner and to see the pretty lights.
More lights…
Then, we went and saw Elf. Our tickets were purchased at the last minute, so we had partial view seats. Our seats were on the first row, halfway in the audience, halfway in the orchestra. The stage was eye level, so if you wanted to see what was happening in the back of the stage, you better ask for a phonebook or booster seat. The show was really good though. Norm from “Cheers” played Santa.
Saturday was a bit more productive of a day. We got up and headed to Chelsea Market. Such cool decorations. A tree made out of broken CD’s.
We then headed to see the Rockette’s.
And finished the early evening with a walk by Rockefeller…
Along 5th Ave and up to the Plaza…
And a drink at the “World Renowned Plaza Hotel”. A Hot Toddy to help bring my voice back. No such luck.
And some sort of Christmassy, yet more summer like, drink for Alyson…
We ended the evening with dinner at Moustache…
Oh, but how could I forget?!? We had a run in with the Chanukah Clown outside of the Plaza. That’s a “honk, honk” from the clown on the left.
Thanks to 4Janks for showing me a good time!
Last weekend was my trip to DC aka Reston, Virginia. It was a good ol family reunion… minus Lance. We had plenty of hangout time and got to celebrate mi padre and Uncle Bruce’s birthdays.
Over the course of the weekend I had two brushes with fame.
First was watching my Dad’s new HBO movie starring Claire Danes. However, we only managed to watch the first 30 seconds of it. Which we watched about 5 or 6 times trying to pause it just right so we could see our movie star…
It’s a movie about an autistic girl called Temple Grandin. It looked like a really good movie and hopefully one day I’ll get to see the rest of it.
Next, I got to have lunch with the Gov’na! I hadn’t seen Leah since college, so it was great to catch up. Our friendship was formed in Jolly Old England. She was my partner in crime in taking jacka$$ pictures.
Happy belated St. Patrick’s, by the way. We ventured into the District one day to see the Georgia O’Keeffe exhibit at my favorite museum in DC. The Phillips Collection, you should check it out next time.
It was a fun trip and I got to spend so much quality time with my favorite little monkey…
This is what it looks like to live in Dallas. IFFD!
Hold your breath, I am back. It was a busy December and since I’m low on time these days, I’m gonna quickly recap the last couple weeks.
I already told you about Graceland. And about the Elfing. So after that, there was the White Rock Marathon Relay. I ran with Robyn and some her of Speech Path peeps. I had the last leg, which was 6.2 and slightly downhill most of the way. Which is probably why I was able to set a 10K PR of 47:48. The nervous energy had been bundling up all morning as I waited for my turn and so it’s no wonder I thought I was going to pass out at the 3 mile marker when my time was under 22 minutes. I took about 3 ten second baby walk breaks but kept up my pace. Originally, I was hoping I could keep us under the 4 hour mark, but when it got closer, I decided to shoot for under 3:45. And we did just that… 3:44. 6th place in your division isn’t too shabby.
That same weekend I also took my Audit final and (hopefully) became CPA eligible. I’ve re-evaluated my transcript 15 times to make sure I meet the requirements, so unless there’s something dumb I missed, I should be in. And with that I made the plunge and purchased my CPA review course. Holy Batman balls, that stuff ain’t cheap. It costs about 3 times what it should, in my humble opinion. FYI, come March when I plan to start studying, you might not see or hear from me for a while. And it won’t be because your armpits stink.
Christmas came next and there are really only two things to say about that.
One, here are the tackiest Christmas decorations I’ve ever seen. An inflatable Santa popping out of a NASCAR car with a polar bear waving a checkered flag? Really, Texas? And yes, I maneuvered my way on to these people’s lawn to get a close-up.
Two, what could be a better Christmas gift than matching his and her’s Snuggies? I really don’t think it get’s any better than this.
I know I left out a lot, but there are a few highlights. Stay tuned for an update on the Daniel Fast as well as my new ride…
Just in time for the holidays, I have a new Christmas story to share. My dear friend, Suzanna, told it to me the other day and I couldn’t resist passing it along. It’s a story about two elves who attended a party at their friend Laurie’s house. I hope you enjoy!
Here’s a story about naughty elves…
Here they are up on arrival, they look nice enough…
But then they did a jig in front of the tree to celebrate the start of Christmas, which
made them very tired so they had to take a quick nap, which
made their armpits a little stinky and their hair really greasy so they took a shower and
were caught in the act!
Nature calls at odd times, you can’t help it. Good thing she has two toilets in her bathroom!
Elves love babies so they stopped to say hi to the one on the couch.
Posing with the Christmas activities is what elves do best!
Naughty elves, they took a trench coat, Monica Lewinsky photo. You have to keep an eye on them!
Love,
Emily Elf and Suzanna Elf
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