Month: June 2014

Fridays aren’t really my days.

Fridays usually end with me passed out diagonally across the rug in my living room, wrapped in blankets with a package of Oreos near by. But every once in a while, I act like an adult and actually go out on a Friday night.

Last Friday was a “half-adult” Friday.

I met a friend at Eataly for dinner. We ate at La Piazza, which is the center of the market and only serves salumi and cheese. But a wine and cheese appetizer was just what I needed.


Since I was already in the land of cheese, I also brought a chunk of cheese and a quarter pound of Prosciutto… ya know, for research.


After cheese shopping, we had Gelato, which of course, was amazing.


A lot of walking and flower crowns later, we Found the Nugget Spot! We ate our weight in chicken nuggets and decided to call it a night.



And that was my half adult Friday!



I finally changed my blog name and url. Everything is different and awesome and it was time.

When I started this blog I was in a completely different place in my life. I was 21 years old, I had just graduated college, I could funnel two beers in 4 seconds, I was about to start my first real job in Manhattan, I was single, I ate Chinese food and pizza as breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I partied like a college kid, I was able to function – like actually be a real person with less than 3 hours of sleep and random naps during the day, I lived with my friends, I was enjoying life, I didn’t know what I wanted to do in life, but I was so happy and nervous and giddy and excited and anxious about what would come next that it didn’t matter.

Now I’m different.

I’m 22, I work a 40 hour work week, I can down an espresso in 4 seconds without burning myself, I realized how depressing working 8 hours a day really is, I’m in love with the cutest dork in the world, I diet most of the time, I sleep from 10pm to 6am every weekday night, I live home with my family who I barely see during the week, I get sad during the winter, but I’m still happy and nervous and giddy and excited and anxious because I’m home with people I love that make bread randomly and know which fruit snacks to buy me from Costco.

My life is different, I’m different and I’m starting to understand that that is ok. It’s ok that I’m not the same person I was a year ago. It’s not bad that I’ve grown and realized what is good for me (fruit) and what is bad for me (Chinese food 4 times a week.) It is alright that I don’t spend my Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday nights in a bar downing tequila and screaming the words to old songs. I don’t need to be that person anymore because, as much as I’ve tried to fight it, I am growing up. I’m becoming an adult. I’m drinking coffee at 8 in the morning to prepare myself for work instead of at 3 in the morning to keep me going through an all-nighter. I’m interested in other things besides myself and it’s pretty cool.

Yes, I miss having no responsibilities. Yes, I miss the naps and the free time and the jello shots. But that’s ok. Jello shots aren’t bad for you when had every once in a while. Plus, the wait in between makes them taste better.

So, here’s to new beginnings, growing up, work days, business lunches, days off, weekend getaways, iced coffees and gummy worms.



Oh my lanta.

Ok. This post will be dedicated to explaining my fun filled weekend.


Friday was National Doughnut Day! (those are two different links. check them out!)

Friday, at 11:30am-ish, I ran out of my office and onto the train. I went from 42nd st and 2nd ave to 23rd st and 7th ave. Why, you ask… to buy doughnuts. Worth it. I went to Doughnut Plant and bought doughnuts and ate them when I came back with one of the girls I work with. It was a fantastic day. I also was given free coffee from Dunkin Donuts.


That night was my youngest sister’s Baccalaureate Mass. Because she is a senior in a Catholic high school, the majority of the graduation was focused around God and masses. Friday was her last mass as a high school student. I was way under-dressed because I thought I would have time to change when I got home, which was silly of me.

After the mass my family and I went to a family friend’s house and talked about old times and how fast time is flying by.


Saturday was my sister, Gianna’s graduation from high school.

After a long ceremony, the entire senior class squished into the school’s courtyard to take pictures with each other and say hello to family members who were lucky enough to have been given a ticket (the school is pretty stingy with the tickets.)


We took a million pictures, I walked around my alma mater and found my senior year locker. I saw the new library ad the new bathrooms (that were a million times nicer than they used to be) and then went to lunch.


Lunch was amazing and full of mimosas, like all celebratory occasions should be.



That night, I went to a block party in Park Slope with my boyfriend, Nick, and a couple of friends. We spent the evening sitting on the stoop of a beautiful brownstone and watching the horrendous Rangers game. The upside was that the horse I bet on within our circle won! And I walked away a couple dollars richer.




Sunday was a lazy day spent getting Gianna ready for her prom, which was the next day. We bought a bunch of snacks for her seaside trip after prom and then my family went to dinner together. I love going to dinner with the whole family. We talk about weird things and make jokes and all relax… until someone takes it too far and pisses everyone off. But I thank God for those times.


Monday was Gianna’s prom, so the entire day revolved around her, her hair appointment, make-up appointment, her balloons and her date. She looked beautiful and I was so happy for her I could have cried. I didn’t know the boy who took her so I had to threaten his life a little bit, but he took it like a champ and seemed like a nice boy. They looked adorable together.



After taking pictures at our house, my family, my sister, her date, and my aunt all went to Gianna’s friend’s house for “pre-prom.” There, a million seniors took pictures together and waited for the bus to get there. We waved them off then Nick and I spent the rest of the night eating their food and watching the ranger game on TV while my parents talked with Gianna’s friend’s parents and my brother played basketball with her brother.

Overall, the weekend was jam-packed full of stuff, but it was a great time and I’m so proud of my little sister.


Today was a good food day

Apparently I made my boyfriend nervous tonight because I had my face too close to the mouth of a giant Red Nosed Pit Bull.
But honestly, he was the sweetest dog, very friendly, so cute, and he was licking my hand. How could I not pet his head and tell him how perfect he was?! Plus, his owner was holding onto him.

But besides giving the ol’ ball and chain a mini heart attack, here’s part of what we had for dinner. (I was too busy scarfing food down to take more pictures.) Today was a good food day.

Side note: I like to judge my day based on the food consumed… Today was a good food day.





Note: I just realized how many mistakes were made when I wrote this last night… sorry about that. I was half asleep!