Monday, November 29, 2010

Loose Ends - VERY Loose Ends

To the dear void that I have been neglecting for over two whole years (and perhaps any of my friends who had me on their google reader and by some oversight never deleted despite a prolonged lack of activity),

I'm sorry! I clearly fail as a blogger. I won't even try to make excuses. I think I just couldn't handle the pressure of Keeping up with the Jones' so to speak in the blogging world. I never could figure out how to upload a background or get things to look quite right while everyone else seemed to format with ease!

I even changed the privacy settings so that nobody could access little bloggy. People thought they had been blocked. I would always explain - everybody is blocked - there is no blog. I was embarrassed to share my url in all its nakedness.

So in keeping with my accounting/OCD brain that loves order - I thought I'd wrap this up with a nice orderly little bow.

And by way of new beginnings - Mark (I can't believe Mark and I hadn't even met back when I quit blogging - crazy!) and I will be starting a new blog:

www.markandlizard.blogspot.com

We'd love to see you there.
(Here's to hoping that this new blog with Mark will solve all the blogging problems I had before...)

Sunday, January 25, 2009

YUM

Momofuku (see Brigham's review) + Centro Vinoteca + Zoe + Jane = one delicious week!

Someone was asking me how my week had been and I said "Great!" When they asked why - I found myself listing all the incredible food that had found its way into my life this week. How can you help loving Restaurant Week? and how can loving Restaurant Week not make you love NY at large? Good thing it's really Restaurant WeekS so that the deliciousness can continue!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

An Anniversary in My Longest Relationship

I've never dated anyone for a whole year - which made me realize that falling in love with New York this past year (and sticking with it) might just make this my longest relationship to date... So hitting a year last week was big for me (or should I say us?)!

Unfortunately - cities at large don't know to send flowers.

A lot on my mind?

I officially just wrote three consecutive posts (over the course of the last half hour) on a group blog I share with a bunch of my college friends... which made me realize I must have a lot weighing me down that needs to get out. I don't know what that is exactly, but apparently it's in there - so I'm going to use that "I can't stop typing" energy to renew my passion (that never really has been - or at least hasn't been YET) for this little baby of a blog.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

I'm turning 25, but I feel like a teenager!

And goodness knows I act more like a teenager now than I ever did when I actually was one. My life seems to be full of texting, embracing those all-too-fabulous teen movies, staying up way past "bedtime", and having junior-high like relationships - no wonder I get along so well with my 14 - year old sister. Weird to revert so far back in maturity levels. I guess I should go see that Brad Pitt movie about aging backwards - maybe Benjamin Button will understand how I feel.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

I lied.

I can't seem to give up my invisibility.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Why do I keep taking the Red Eye?

Every time I take the Sunday night red eye back from Salt Lake I spend Monday at my desk lamenting what a bad decision it was! And the head/stomach/everything-aches always lead me to promising myself that I won't book another red eye - yet for some reason I keep doing it! I am seduced into those few extra Sunday evening hours at home... visions of chocolate chip cookies and board games always get the better of me. And while I take every precaution (including lugging the pillows, blankets, and sleeping pills my mom sends with me) - there really is no escaping the fatigue that inevitably follows a night of sitting much too close to a snoring stranger.

Next time I'm booking my flight home - please remind me how I'm feeling right now and have me get on the 5pm flight with Ali - my much wiser-than-me roommate.