Confessions of a New York #3? July 22, 2008

I miss the commute to Manhattan every day. 

 

How sick is that?! I currently have about a 10-15 min commute where I go precisely one train stop of and I have only once got asked for my ticket. Yet most mornings I long for the 45 min commute of yester-months. I miss the downtime the me time, the time to read my newspaper before I get home from work at the end of the day. Its sick and ridiculous I know, most people would KILL for my commute. A, for all intents and purposes free and painless, commute. 

 

And yet I want a little bit back. 

 

Sick I know

I am a lady of little words lately…. July 22, 2008

So I give you pictures of my son-dog. At the Friday night dog park BBQ

 

July 18, 2008

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Jackie and Aldis’ first dance July 11, 2008

Boom de yada, boom de yada June 28, 2008

You are now entering the twilight zone… June 20, 2008

Ok seriously, I’ve never wanted to hang out with people that I had nothing to do with in high school, but are my only saving grace of home right now, so bad in my life. 

 

There is bound to be more posts like this tonight. 

Daddy-o! May 21, 2008

It is much easier to become a father than to be one.

 

My life is living proof of such a statement. 

Just your basic efficiency March 19, 2008

Warning! I am about to toot my own horn.  I am rather efficient when it comes to completing projects I’m handed at work. Apparently a little too efficient. Chris over at Rude Cactus  asked what his readers normal days are like.My day is as followed 5:46 AM: Alarm goes off5:48AM: Grumble and get the hell out of bed.5:50AM: Make Chris and my lunches, eat breakfast6:20AM: Walk Black Jack, grumble about the five flights of stairs, drag Black Jack away from the Chihauha that taunts him every morning6:35AM-7:05AM: Try and get together everything Mr. Wonderful will need to start dinner since he gets home an hour before I do.7:10AM: Trick Black Jack into getting into his crate7:15AM-8:40AM: Walk to the subway–> Travel to Work 8:45AM: Get to work set up my computer9:00AM-9:30AM: Check e-mail, basecamp, blogs9:30AM-10AM: Field whatever menial task someone has thrown my way10Am: Get growled at when I am requesting something further to do, get given yet more menial, ten minutes tasks. 11AM:  Meeting12PM: Pretend to check my email1PM-Lunch1:30PM-Check the 50 e-mails I got while at lunch2PM: Return a bunch of phone calls3PM:Pretend to check email4PM-5PM: Try to rush through fixing all of the things that came up right before I get to leave for the day 5:05PM: Leave work6:15PM: Get Home6:30-7PM: Dinner and dishes7PM-Shower if we have hot water11PM: Go to bed  Lather, rinse, repeat 

Confessions of a New Yorker #2 March 12, 2008

Hello again,  I’d like to tell you all, that I am one of those people that willing hands over any uneaten food she might have to the guy/gal/child asking for it on the Subway.Now, I don’t do this as a way to get recognized as a good samaritan by the rest of the working class. I do it because really I like to. I realize that most of these people are lying, and I’ve seen the same people quite a few times. But in my heart of hearts I’d like to pretend that these people truly do need and appreciate what I am giving them.  I won’t give people money, it makes me feel like a sucker, and really i can barely afford my own life. But food, I’ll hand over.  So please people, check your eye rolls, stand clear of the closing doors and fork over a banana to the guy. Lordy

Serious savings… March 8, 2008

I am a coupon-aholic. Its true. I make a game out of it. And tonight at Target I got lots-o-dog food. For next to nothing 

 

     

I got all of this dog food for about $11.44. It would have cost $29 at full price. If you have a dog and they eat Benful, head to Target!!