Posted on | March 3, 2014 | 4 Comments
This Treasure Hunt is for yours truly. You see, I don’t have a clock. At least not a proper clock that isn’t an iPhone/cable box/microwave and hangs on the wall. I like the idea of one hanging in my kitchen or living room. On the other hand, knowing what time it is can be overrated. Said the lady who is often running fifteen minutes behind.
So to recap, I’m looking for -> A simple, graphic, retro-ish wall clock. No more than $60.
Posted on | February 28, 2014 | 6 Comments
Here’s the thing, I’m not really “dating” anymore which is why my Dating Files posts have really slowed down. It just doesn’t make much sense anymore. What do you do when dating turns into love? Well, I’ll tell you. This post marks the official retirement of The Dating Files and the introduction of a new series around here: The Love Files. I’ll be talking about all things relationship-y, both in general and in my relationship. And don’t worry, I cleared this idea with my man. See, we’re already off to a good start. Welcome to The Love Files, my friends.
The Story of Our Second Valentine’s Day
The thing about Valentine’s Day is this: it’s a bullshit Hallmark day made up to sell tacky cards with pictures of foggy roses on them and terrible chocolate covered cherries in heart shaped boxes. But you know what else? It’s also a chance to do something for and with the person you love. And shouldn’t we always jump at those opportunities?
“Let’s just do dinner and a card. I don’t need anything big.”
“Okay. Sounds good to me.”
And so it was settled. Until, I cheated. I said no gifts but I turned around and broke the rules. I didn’t do it to be mean or sneaky or anything like that. I got him something because I love him. And I’m a present person. And I see things all the time that I want to get for the people I love. So I do. It comes from a good place, I promise. And one of my favorite things to give is tickets which is really a present for the both of us if we’re being honest. So I got him tickets (to see Neutral Milk Hotel and the Tonight Show (thank you sister!) – for those keeping score). I topped it all of with a handmade card and a heartfelt message. He picked a cute italian place in Astoria (hid ‘hood) and he made sure it was a New York Magazine critics pick because he knows I like that (food snob). And we had a perfect dinner. We talked (at length) about what we would order and we laughed and talked like we always do. After dinner we went to get drinks.
“Can I give it to you now?!” I asked excitedly waving the card in the air. I had warned him that I had cheated.
He groaned. “This is unfair, you know. You said no presents. You said just spend time together.”
“I know I did. You won’t be mad for long once you see what’s inside. Besides, I’m getting a card right?”
“No,” he answered.
No. No card? Hadn’t I specifically said dinner and a card?
“But I said dinner AND a card.”
“No, you said dinner. Maybe a card.”
Um but didn’t he know that when I said “maybe a card” I actually meant “you should definitely get me a card?” Turns out he did not.
His apology hung in the air for a second. He wasn’t just apologizing for the card or for Valentine’s day; he was apologizing for something much bigger, for not being perfect. I looked at him in the candlelight of the neighborhood bar, snow falling outside, my glass of wine and his beer on the table between us. Before I met him I spent so long thinking at length about what I wanted in a partner. But those hypothetical lists of everything you want fall away when you’ve found the person who might just be everything you need.
“Yes you are. You are everything.”
Image via Joe & Cheryl
Posted on | February 26, 2014 | 6 Comments
Where would you go if you could take a trip anywhere? I am dreaming (and scheming) of a big, fun adventure trip with my man this summer. We won’t be untethered forever, you know! And really, what’s stopping us? I personally like a trip that combines beautiful beaches with adventure and exploration, a heaping side of relaxation and lots (and lots) of fun food and cocktails. No big resorts either. Something off the beaten path but noting too rustic. A girl still likes a wee bit of luxury. Quirky luxury. Is that a thing? Well it is now. I’d love to tool around on rented scooters or motorcycles. And I’m a huge sucker for an outdoor shower.
So give me your ideas! Some of my preliminary thoughts include Jamaica, Greece and Thailand.
Posted on | February 25, 2014 | 4 Comments
I am such an Oscars nerd. In lieu of a party (which I SWEAR I will get around to planning one of these years) I’m keeping one of my favorite traditions alive: an Oscars Pool. Because I come from a family where pretty much everything was turned into a game and/or possibility to win money, we always organized a pool for The Academy Awards. It’s a favorite memory of mine.
So I’m organizing a pool for this years Oscars. If you’d like to participate email me and I’ll send you instructions. It’s $10/ballot and the more entrants the higher the stakes. I’m pretty good at these things though, just saying.
You’ve been warned.
Posted on | February 24, 2014 | 8 Comments
When you live in one place for almost ten years, especially a transient place like New York, you get used to seeing people leave. They come and go and come and go again. In fact, one of my very best friends just left. It was a tough one for me. Selfishly, I’m bummed about the gaping hole it left in my lady time social calendar. But like any good friend, I’m excited for this new chapter in her life. And, leaving New York can’t be easy. I’ve never done it but I imagine if I do someday it will be incredibly hard. And I’ve found the perfect gift to bestow on those who are leaving this wonderful place: New-York-in-A-Bag. It includes eight iconic landmarks and six cars made of sustainable wood. It’s small enough to display on a desk or bookshelf. So even if someone you love leaves, they’ll always have a little piece of New York* with them.
*Subway rats and enormous piles of black grimy snow not included.« go back — keep looking »