Thursday, November 29, 2007
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!
Krampas makes a guest appearance on our tree (the red devil of German Christmastime).
Chubba was a really uncertain about the snow, having never experienced it before in his life. He gave it a try, but opted to stay inside (the other cats literally ran from the door in terror, opting to observe from the safety of the window.
You can move across the country,
Shopping Soho...
A good time had by all...
Well,...so much for pics from the party. But it was a great time, with lots of wonderful people bringing TONS of fantastic food. Holly was so satisfied, she snuggled up on the couch as the party dwindled and took a little cat nap! Now THAT's a compliment, when your guests feel comfortable enough to just catch a few zzz's on the sly! (I blame the tryptophan).
Friday, November 16, 2007
Hipster Housewarming!
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
1st view of the new place
Joe out did himself. I can't express just how excited I am with the new place. We are located dead center of Williamsburg, in this little side neighborhood that I've had a crush on for some time. We are on a main thoroughfare, with large windows, but it's quiet and lovely, with lovely light and trees lining the street. A coffee shop sits right across the street, a lovely bar and restaurant is kitty corner, and the block is full of great places to eat and shop. We are a stones throw from the Metro station and Bedford avenue (with all it's great shops and places to eat). We can walk to the water, or meet with friends (who are also local) for dinner or a drink. Not that there is much reason to leave the new apartment. It's the perfect place for entertaining, and working from home. We even have a little balcony off the back! I can't wait to get home (and continue to unpack) just thinking about it!
Monday, November 05, 2007
New York New York , a wonderful town...
While it's taken some time to get settled, I have not completely forgot about postings. I have, however, been living out of boxes and unable to have reliable access to the internet at home. Add to that my bear of a commute (I spend between 2 and 3 hours a day between home and work, all in a noble effort to provide humanity with stories that nourish the soul (or at least keep the rugrats out of mom's hair for a few hours). Now I'm so far behind I'll have to just rush out a post or two for catch-up purposes.
On September 1 Joe and I moved to New York City.
Our last evening in LA - Shannon and Mary saw us off in the only way to leave LA; filled with Tacos. With a drought of Mexican food on the horizon, we doused our sorrows in Margaritas and bid farewell to our home for the last 6 years. Onward to NY:
While we were ready to leave LA, we weren't ready to give up everything. So we took Shannon along as our Catsitter on the plane. That meant we had a few fun days left with him before we started our new lives in NY. Old life, meet new life: We met up with our lovely friend Alexa (see previous posts) and her friend Christina and headed out for what we were afraid was the last weekend of Coney Island ever (it's gotten a reprieve of another year, since then, but we couldn't take a chance and miss it).
Never let it be said Shannon doesn't know how to cut right to the heart of a good time.
The day was fantastic and ended with a warm sunset on the beach. It was an amazing way to start our new adventure (I know, it sounds stupid, but it's true) here in NY.
Of course, this was followed by 2 months of living in an apartment that was right above the subway line, in the heart of Garbage truck central and plagued with everything from spoiled college students from the private business school in the neghborhood to the odd bites in the night that suggested some sort of mite or bedbug! UGH! Add to that a difficult time adjusting to the commute and work, and you have 2 months of...well...good reasons not to post. But now, well...see the next posting for more on "Now" (and maybe a little on why I dislike Blogger's coding, which is making the layout of this post very annoying to me...)