Doubts....and snow
Winter seems to have finally arrived in New York. This morning as we were walking out of the building I could see in the headlights of passing cars that it was raining and I groaned out loud. But when I opened the door and saw the parked cars and trees covered in a thin layer of white, I realized that it wasn't rain that I saw, but snow. I said "It's snowing!" and Andy said nothing. We kept walking and he was hunched over with a scowl on his face. I said "come on you love the snow" and he just grumbled. Thirty seconds later I looked over and he smiled and said "yeah, it's still really cool" So, the excitement of snow is not yet lost on the Langfords. In Brooklyn the flakes were tiny, bordering on sleet, but when I got out of the subway in Manhattan there were huge, puffy flakes collecting on the cars and the one planter on the street since there were no trees. All of the snow melted really quickly but it was nice to know that winter is finally here.
On a different note...yes, the blog yesterday was boring. No one really cares that I like spinach, but then again if you're reading this blog maybe you do because why else would you read this every day unless you cared about stupid shit about my life. Due to some recent events I can no longer blog about the things that are most "bloggable" in my life. There are tons of things I could be writing about that would be funny, upsetting, neurotic...things that probably made this at least readable and slightly interesting in the past. Unfortunately too many people know about the blog for me to write how I really feel about what's going on. I guess if I had more-self confidence maybe I could write more freely.
Earlier today I was reading the blog of someone I recently met and I was really jealous of how open and honest she was about the way things were going in her life. For example, I could write pages about why I now think that moving to NYC was a mistake but I'm not going to do that....I just don't have it in me anymore. So maybe I should give it up...I don't know....
Labels: me, NYC sights
spinach
When I was a kid, my mom never cooked spinach. I know that's one of those typical middle class kid stories...oh my mom always cooked spinach..i hated it...we fought...etc... Actually I never complained about eating any vegetables because I love them and they are delicious. Anyway, maybe my mom doesn't like spinach, whatever...we never ate it at my house. Then sometime in junior high my mom acquired a recipe for spinach dip that to this day is cooked every time more than 10 people enter the house. I don't care, I love that dip. My point is this...I never really ate spinach until I was in college and now...I love it! I will take any opportunity to eat spinach. When we go to a restaurant there are three ingredients that draw me to a dish...spinach, mushrooms, and basil. It's just weird how a lot of foods that I never ate until I was in college or until we moved to NYC have become staples in my diet...for example, spinach. Also, tofu, udon noodles, any kind of sushi, mussels, clams...all things I never ate until recently. I'm sure the fact that I no longer eat meat has something to do with it but it's still strange.
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Lost- Not the TV show
Not many things make me crazier than losing things. I am usually pretty responsible so it's really rare that I lose anything. I still have a ring that my parents gave me when I was five that I wore everyday until about a year ago. When I was a kid they took me to see "An American Tale" the movie with that mouse Fievel and he had this really cute hat. The whole movie I was so afraid that he was going to lose that hat that that was all I could think about. I just kept asking my Mom over and over, "where's his hat? where's his hat" Anyway, the point is I HATE losing things and lately I have been on a bad streak. Two weeks ago I lost one of my leather gloves which I loved and only got last Christmas...so pissed. Then on Friday I lost my glasses. My freaking glasses for god's sake! What am I a three year old? So I had to get new glasses yesterday...just what I wanted to spend money on around Christmastime. That definitely knocked my Christmas cheer down a couple of notches.
Don't worry though...tonight I'll be wrapping presents, packing, and baking which should put me back up around an 8 or 9!
Labels: Christmas, me
Apartment Worries
Last night when I got into bed I fell asleep immediately...one of those times when you can't even remember your head hitting the pillow because you were probably asleep before then. I've been getting enough sleep but I think I wore myself out last night trying not to freak out about the fact that I'm going to have four guests in my apartment this weekend and it is not clean. Trying not to be bitchy is hard and tiring work. I did have two glasses of wine to help me along though. I am pretty neurotic about things being clean normally but when visitors are coming to my apartment it kicks into overdrive. Andy tried to tell me on Tuesday night that people are coming to see us not our apartment but despite this and the fact that I know, logically, that they don't really care if that narrow area between the bathroom sink and the wall where I keep my hairdryer has a dust bunny at the very back of it that i just can't seem to reach** I'm still nervous about it. All morning I've been making mental lists of things that still need to be done, things that need to be bought, sheets that need to be washed...AND The Office is coming on tonight. I didn't freak out once last night so we'll see if I can replicate that feat tonight.
Wish me luck...or maybe more importantly, wish Andy luck.
**I just realized that this can be taken care of with a dust cloth on the end of a coathanger...yeah!!
Labels: me, visitors
Cheers and Jeers
On a friend of a friend's blog the guy does a weekly "cheers and jeers" section so I decided I'm going to steal the idea...not that the guy invented "cheers and jeers" I mean, I remember that section from the TV Guide but I saw it on his blog and liked it. On a side note, when I was growing up we got TV Guide and I read it cover to cover every week when it came in.
Jeers:
--the macaroni and cheese I made last night which tasted like noodles baked in milk
--people who tell me my apartment looks like either a corporate headquarters or assorted fast food establishments
--the fact that there were two junkies in the middle of a break up yelling at each other at 10:00 this morning in front of my office. she yelled that he was "a loser" and "always strung out" If it had been warmer I would've stayed outside to watch
Cheers:
--The Vegeenas won again this week over a very good team even though I sat Kevin Jones who ended up having 19 points. Also victories for LSU and the Saints on a bye week...can't leave them out Kelley
--Willie, Dustin, and the Mueschke visit this weekend!!!!
--carving our pumpkin for Halloween tonight! actually Andy does all of the carving I just watch. mainly because I am the least artisticallly inclined person on this earth but also because he may not trust me with the little saws.
Also, some of you may remember
this guy...he's the one that complimented Andy and I on "taking out our dress sweaters" when we ate at Saul for Andy's birthday. asshole.
Labels: Halloween, me, vegeenas, visitors
cat hair
Even though Andy mentions it a lot I like to think that the cat hair situation at our house is under control. Now that we have a vaccuum cleaner and we've been brushing Miss Kitty more I thought things had gotten better. So this morning I was on the Subway standing at one end of the car and I see this woman in the middle of the car about 10 feet away waving her hand apparently trying to get my attention. We make eye contact and she mouths "you have something on your pants" so I look down and there's a big ball of cat hair on the front of my black pants. I looked back at her and mouthed "thank you" so the cat hair situation...not really under control. This was also probably a result of Andy having the day off again because usually he catches things like that. It was really nice of the random woman to let me know though.
So another disappointing loss for LSU this weekend...Andy and I have isolated the problem though...we have no offense. It's hard to win games with no offense. I think the coaching is a big part of it too. They just never look ready to play. I'll still watch the games but I'm not going to plan my Saturday around them anymore. The Vegeenas lost again too...tough weekend for my sports teams.
Labels: football, me, vegeenas
free show
As I mentioned in my post yesterday, I had to lug the twenty pound deep fat fryer home last night since my scam at macy's failed. It wasn't really that heavy, but it is big and sort of awkward especially when you're only five feet tall. The easiest way for me to carry it was to balance it on my hip and hold it with one arm but since the street outside my office is so congested I couldn't move on the street like that because it was taking up too much room so I had to carry it out in front of me with both arms. Also, people were looking at me like I was crazy...they were turning their heads as I walked by and whispering. I mean, I've seen a guy walk down the street in assless chaps and no one even blinked but apparently a small woman with a deep fat fryer...now there's an oddity.
So I get to the Subway and if you've ever gone down into the subway, maybe you've noticed that there's a pretty strong breeze that blows up out of the Subway...so if you're wearing a skirt, it's pretty important to hold it down when you're walking down the stairs. So I start to descend and my skirt blows up a little...so I try to shift the deep fat fryer over to my hip to free up a hand but there's a large group of people coming up the stairs and I can't shift it over so I just have to keep walking as my skirt comes up higher and higher since I'm carrying the damn fryer with both arms. So, there I was, on the subway stairs, powerless to hold my skirt down. I thought for a second that maybe it wasn't as high as I thought, it just felt that way but then I heard the guy walking behind me go "Wheeeeewwwwww" as we walked down. So...guy behind me...I just want to say you're welcome..hoped you enjoyed the show...and screw you macys and your damn deep fat fryer.
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