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September 17, 2007

"Tonsils again, huh?"


Jeannie made us wear them

Still standing

The curiously debilitating virus is back. I am a little under the weather these fine days. I went to my brilliant doctor yesterday and when she entered the room she said, "Tonsils again, huh?" I said, "Tongue, actually." She then looked at me like she might actually remember who I was and quickly said, "Oh, sorry! That was the message I got...tonsils." Then she shifted her attention to the computer and began typing nervously. Sigh. Anyway, she gave me meds and hopefully they'll help make me human again. I'm so tired of being sick. I've turned myself into a heroine from the Victorian era in my own mind...I'm that tragic pale character with the fragile bones and the "weak constitution."

I'm done with Bloomingdale's, so I'm sitting at home right now killing time while waiting for Fresh Direct to arrive with my food (I have the 10am-Noon timeslot). I have a meeting at Martha Stewart to discuss a more permanent position at 2pm and I was hoping to be in the shower by now. But, of course, if there is a time window for delivery, the guy never fails to show up at the last possible minute. Of course, if I went to take a shower right now he'd be on my doorstep before I got all the conditioner out of my hair.

My Yankees have won 7 in a row, if you care to know. They've got one more game against the Blue Jays tonight and then a series with Boston this weekend. The boys are very close to taking their rightful place at the top of the AL East. Poor babydaddy's got a sore knee, though...keep him in your thoughts.

The pics on the page today are from my cousin Nicole's recent bachelorette party. The evening started off poorly, as the people at Vento were unable to seat us because the large party that was seated at the earlier time refused to leave. We waited an hour or more past our reservation time. The manager and his crew kissed our asses and plied us with champagne, so by the time we sat down to eat, we were pretty drunk and the slightly older crowd was starting to fall asleep. Everyone livened up when we went to Culture Club, though. It was about a thousand degrees inside and the music was so loud that my ears are still ringing, but it was an excellent time. I was initially mortified that I had to wear the "Maid of Honor" tiara that Jeannie handed to me, but as you can see, it apparently grew on me, as I kept it on the entire night. Judging from the pictures, I think it's safe to say Nic had a good time.

It's 11:59am now and Fresh Direct is nowhere in sight. Typical.

Yucking it up at Culture Club

Still dancing

Hot rock

September 03, 2007


Wow...not ONE entry in August! I'm losing my edge. Tim's back from Ireland with a Dr. Phil addiction. We'll be sending him to the "Promises, promises..." rehab facility in Flushing, Queens. (Not to be confused with the "Promises" center in Malibu.) Maybe we'll wean you off of Dr. Phil with some Oprah...we'll call it MethodO. Yeah.

So, since we last spoke, I've experienced AUGUST. The month proved quite challenging. I was still a little worse for the wear from my 3 week illness, so I had limited energy...plus, to add injury to insult - a strained rotator cuff. Work has been over-the-top ridiculous and I have stricken Bloomingdale's from my record of employment. Yes, if you haven't already heard, I quit. Well, technically they wanted to get rid of me because I refused the full-time position, but they don't have my replacement yet. I decided I wanted to break up with them first...I do have my giant ego to consider. My small wallet laments its second place finish, as always.

Went to the Ellen Degeneres Show season premiere on Friday. They filmed it in the Allen room in the Time Warner building. Special thanks to Gara for telling me the link for tix was up on her site! Ellen was fabulous, as always, and she had my fave, Robin Roberts, on the show. Faith Hill belted out some tunes and looked damn good for almost 40 (or any age, really) and Ellen and I got to sit in the second row. (They split us up from Chris and Jonathan...sorry guys!!) Anyway, the show airs this Wednesday, so check it out and look for red pigtails.

My Yankees have been up and down lately, but let us focus on one big positive - we swept the Red Sox! Yeah baby!!! I got to go to the game, courtesy of Kevin. My first Bosox/Yankee game and I was not disappointed. I couldn't figure out why I was so drunk after only a couple innings until I noticed that the cup I was drinking out of was basically the size of a child's sand pail. The fact that I had to use two hands to lift the damn thing should of clued me in but, alas, it did not.

Went up to Pennsylvania with my mom, Aunt and cousin. We relaxed, Angie sucked down white zinfandel, Aunt Evie tanned and Nicole terrified me with tales of ghosts appearing to all those who are awake in the 3am-4am hour (every morning this happens, apparently). In between, we attempted various home improvements: removing and replacing shower heads, observing the electrical innards of the water heater (no hot water) and mopping up soap suds from the dishwasher (um, don't use regular dishwasher detergent in the dishwater...yeah, it was my idea. Batting about .127 these days)... All in all it was a great weekend. Melissa (a.k.a. Wilson) joined us for dinner on the Saturday night, shuttled us home in her death cab and then stayed over (incidentally, Melissa, your dad's suggestion to turn the water heater off and on ended up working, so thanks!) I arrived home 4 button-down shirts the richer. That makes 6 button-down shirts (wait, is it buttoned-down or button-down?) purchased in about 4 weeks. Yikes. I think it's turning into an addiction. Timmy, hold the 7-train...I'm coming with you to Flushing.