pic of the day

Looks way better that the four white walls of my office! Ahhhh Santorini...

Spotted on 10th Avenue

Playing the theme to Super Mario Brothers. How do you not give him money?

i need a vacation

for a second i almost felt guilty writing that (and anyone who knows me knows that a guilty feeling hits me on an almost daily basis) because i just had three weeks off from work just two months ago. fortunately, that guilty feeling quickly subsided when i decided that i really do need a vacation. i am currently on a mental vacation (which has been going on since sometime in april and is way more exhausting than one might imagine) and at the end of the month i am going to have a real one. to kick it off, seth and i are heading to maine for a long weekend. when we get back, i have a few day trips planned (although i refuse to use the term staycation). lucky for me, i managed to convince one of my favorite people in the world to take a day off with me and i am going to visit one of my other favorite people in the world and finally see his new (which really isn't so new anymore, just new to me) office. not a bad week off to mentally prep for my new adventure starting on august 31st. stay tuned. in the meantime, i am revisiting my honeymoon pics and posting one each day until i get some new pictures. new york right now is so hot and humid, it is not habitable, let alone picture worthy. so, until then, sunset at poseidon's temple will just have to do.

braving the sea

Last night I went sailing for the first time. And the last time. In my most dramatic fashion, I was basically paralyzed by the movement of the boat. Not paralyzed out of fear of drowning, but rather my very real fear that I would toss my cookies in front of my co-workers. To cope, I sat completely motionless, muttering prayers under my breath that I would make it to shore without embarrassing myself too much. My lovely friends would take turns coming over to me (those with normal constitutions for water travel) and attempt to distract me from noticing as my face turned greener and greener. I fixed my gaze on the horizon and made as few movements as possible. Almost 24 hours later and I am still slightly dizzy. And the punchline is that this all happened in the Hudson River.

It made me reflect on a few things. First, my friend Shannon, who Seth and I were lucky to meet in Greece, is a complete rock star to have been in the Navy for so long. I can't even make a trip to the Statute of Liberty on a boat and I just got an email from her about the many countries she has visited on her ship in what seems like to me, a short amount of time. I definitely live vicariously through her adventures. And second, thank G-D Seth and I did not take a sailboat ride in Santorini when we were there. I could never enjoy that beautiful scene posted above because I would have turned into something more like the picture below.

overhead in my office

i work for a pretty stuffy and proper company. let me clarify. it gives the illusion of being stuffy and proper but when you really listen it is pretty amazing what you can hear.

for example, i sit next to an older gentleman who is in his late 60s. he speaks with the most perfect new york jewish accent (totally reminds me of my grandpa) and when you meet him, he comes off as this kindly older gentleman. he asks me at least once a week how married life is and why i am still working (as if marriage should instantly make my career null and void). he generally makes me laugh but he has really turned it up a notch this week. there has been a ton of yelling coming from his office, lots of phone calls ending in receivers being slammed down and colorful curses. i have had the privilege of overhearing phrases like "big tits and tight dress" and "ugly old hag." he even informed someone that seeing them naked would "scare the terrorists and the jews." he has a way of bridging gaps, doesn't he?

but the best part of all? after one particularly heated phone conversation where he called someone a "moron" and "stupid" and shouted "you can take that back to nationals," he came into to my office to apologize for how loud he has been. he then went on to explain that he is frustrated about something going on with a charity that he chairs. a charity! made my whole afternoon.

a little late but...

the best part of fourth of july weekend?

that's right. we MADE that. we are so patriotic (drunk) it hurts.

oh, these weren't bad either.

ah, the jersey shore. nothing like it. we had gorgeous sunny days and dueling fireworks at night. all from the comfort of a two block radius. thanks helen and sean!