Friday the 13th...!
Oh man, oh man...sorta forgot this thing existed.
Well, in the past 6 months I've...traversed Europe, moved, fallen in love with the beach over and over again, fallen in love with the city over and over again, made new friends, lost old friends, seen old friends in new lights, taken up spinning, improved my cooking skills, changed my hair color and discovered the meaning of life.
Every day is an adventure when you live in a city where planes crash into buildings, 20-story cranes fall from the sky onto the street by your gym, puppies play in dog parks, random strangers hoola-hoop together to the beat of an impromtu jazz band in the park and Will Smith shoots a movie outside of your classroom.
Tonight, a partner-in-crime of mine came over and I made broiled honey-lemon chicken and roasted asparagus and sesame rice noodles. And cinnamon-and-sugar baked apples for dessert. And then two of my partners-in-crime and I re-fell in love with Scorsese and his brilliant cast of "The Departed." We got stuck in the front row, but it was OK because at one point of complete silence in the packed theater, the big black guy who was sitting alone next to us referred to Damon's character as, "PUNK ASS BITCH."
This weekend will bring sweaters, family, vodka, amigos, cocktail parties, spinning class, hot apple cider, a little black dress, love, and sunshine, not necessarily in that order.
Well, in the past 6 months I've...traversed Europe, moved, fallen in love with the beach over and over again, fallen in love with the city over and over again, made new friends, lost old friends, seen old friends in new lights, taken up spinning, improved my cooking skills, changed my hair color and discovered the meaning of life.
Every day is an adventure when you live in a city where planes crash into buildings, 20-story cranes fall from the sky onto the street by your gym, puppies play in dog parks, random strangers hoola-hoop together to the beat of an impromtu jazz band in the park and Will Smith shoots a movie outside of your classroom.
Tonight, a partner-in-crime of mine came over and I made broiled honey-lemon chicken and roasted asparagus and sesame rice noodles. And cinnamon-and-sugar baked apples for dessert. And then two of my partners-in-crime and I re-fell in love with Scorsese and his brilliant cast of "The Departed." We got stuck in the front row, but it was OK because at one point of complete silence in the packed theater, the big black guy who was sitting alone next to us referred to Damon's character as, "PUNK ASS BITCH."
This weekend will bring sweaters, family, vodka, amigos, cocktail parties, spinning class, hot apple cider, a little black dress, love, and sunshine, not necessarily in that order.