Happy Birthday Jon

Happy Birthday to you.
Happy Birthday to you.
Happy Birthday dear Jon.
Happy Birthday to you.

Friday - Indeed

This week has gone by both slowly and quickly. For example, during each work day, the time dragged but by the time I got home each night I couldn't believe how quickly the week is going by. Does that make sense? Our wedding is unbelievably close.

I had the absolute final meeting with the DJ last night. We have our music for our ceremony, our introduction, our first dance, the cutting of the cake, the garter removal, the garter toss and the bouquet toss. I specified the kind of music I want for when the guests arrive, the cocktail hour and the dinner music. And what's really nice is I find out our DJ is going to be taking requests during the celebration.

The wedding is so close now but it still won't seem real until we are actually doing it. Just like our vacation won't be real until our plane leaves the ground.

I love metaphors and that's what met a phors.

A Sharing Mood

Here are a couple more long lost shots from our trip to Great Britain. (I don't know if you can tell but I'm developing a bad case of wanderlust. I am really looking forward to our honeymoon/vacation to Jamaica.)

This is picture of me in the streets of Edinburgh on the last day of our side trip. That big pyramid shaped statue in the background is a tribute to Walter Scott.


Jon took this one. I think it looks like it came from a painting.

Enough with the Cleavage Already

The mercury has dropped down below 80 degrees, yet women all over New York City are still wearing their camisole tops. I am so tired of looking at people wearing their underwear for clothes. I know that camisoles are comfortable which is why I wear them AT HOME - not on the street, not at work, not on the subway.
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I found our long lost vacation photos from Scotland and England. This CD full of fantastic and fun vacation images has been missing for months. Here is a picture of Jon at the ruins at Holyrood.


Here is a close up of a beautiful mother and child statue at the Victoria and Albert Museum.


Here is a shot of a familiar series of children's books that I was surprised to see selling in an English book store.

A Strange Dream

Last night I had a terrible dream that I lost Zoey because I lost track of her. It was terrible. The dreamscape took place in unfamiliar territory. I was in a Texas that I could only have made up in my imagination and behind the home where I was staying was an enormous desert park where Texas and Mexico share a border. I was with my family and in this dream, my family was made up of people I've never seen before in my life. They were loud and distracting and required so much attention that at some point, Zoey slipped away from me.

I knew that I had to look for her in the desert park but random events kept preventing me from getting to her. I never did get to find her. It was truly a scary dream and I was glad when my alarm clock started beeping frantically.

It seems I'm a little out of practice staying out a late on a school night. But last night really was fun.

Tuesday Night Trivia

Went to Tuesday night trivia. Our team name referenced Get Smart but only about 1/8 of the audience got the joke and nobody laughed. Our team came in 3rd in the final round after finishing 8th earlier in the game. Met up with some cool people, Mike and Nick and Sarah and a new friend from Italy named Alex. Afterwards, some of us headed over to the famous Riviera Cafe at W. 4th and 7th Avenue. Jon was able to leave work a little early and join us and we had a wonderful time exchanging travel stories with our new friend and learning about his life in Italy. For example, we learned that his true passion is playing the piano and that he plays well enough to have given concerts performing solo Rachmoninoff. It was nice to get out on a week night, not having done it in a while. It was even nicer to be able to get out and catch up with friends. But now, I'm pooped and I have to get some sleep. Because tomorrow is another day.

At Last It's Fall

There is a distinct crispness in the air which means it's finally fall. I'm hoping there are no more summer weather surprises because I want to change my wardrobe around.

Seating Arrangements and Other Stuff

Jon and I ended our weekend by putting together our tables for the wedding. It's one of those moments where you just can't believe that what you are doing is what you are doing. Trying to figure out where to put everyone is a big puzzle with life size pieces that don't always fit. But what a good problem to have, heh? We're lucky.
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I really, really miss Zoey. When I woke up this morning, I looked around for her so I could take her on her morning walk. But alas, she wasn't there. I am very attached to her now.
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This afternoon, Jon and I went to Crate and Barrell to spend a gift certificate which we only spent half of (again - another good problem). All the things we want from Crate and Barrell are already on our registry so it was kind of challenging to find something else. So, we picked up a new cutting board for the kitchen and a new apron with matching oven mitts for me.

Then we hauled butt up to 76rd and 3rd and had a wonderful lunch at Tang Tang. If you are looking for good noodles at a great price then Tang Tang is your place.

Jon had the shredded chicken with sesame noodles. I had the chicken noodle vegetable soup. At the end of the meal, I received this wonderful fortune that said, "Your love life will be happy and harmonious."

Goodbye Zoey

Sarah has come and gone but not before I recorded her reunion with our little house guest.







You can't see her in the below shot but she is in her bag.
Goodbye little Zoey. We will miss you.

Zoey Goes Home

I just spoke with Sarah at JFK. Her plane just got in and very shortly she will be here to pick up Zoey.

I've been busy this morning getting Zoey ready for her reunion with Sarah.

Jon photographed Zoey in the tub while she was getting her final bath.

She really was a trooper because she doesn't enjoy being wet all that much.

I gathered all of her things and the last thing I pulled out was her travel bag. She hasn't been in that thing since we brought her home from Long Island. The bag has been sitting unused at the foot of our bed. I thought she forgot all about it but . . .

then I put in the kitchen with her other belongings so I can hand her off to Sarah later when she comes by car service on her way home.

As soon as I pulled it out and put it in the kitchen, it didn't take long for Zoey to remember her favorite comfort place in the world. Here is her reunion with her beautiful rose covered Kate Spade travel bag.


Less than a minute after a thorough examination using her sense of smell, she jumped in her bag and has been there ever since. I shot this picture "literally" 10 minutes ago.

She is now sleeping soundly in her bag.

Yes. I'm going to miss her. And yes. I am going to post pictures of Zoey's reunion with Sarah.

It's Official

(thank you to my future mother-in-law for posting the notice and sending us the clipping and thank you to the administrator of The Evil Twin Theory for scanning in this clipping from the Cortland Standard)

You May Thinks It's Butter, But It's Not

Apparently Tyra Banks's breasts are real but are they spectacular?

Tyra Banks was tired of the rumours that her breast are fake. Personally, I've never thought twice about Tyra's boobs. And as far as I know, there weren't really any rumours but that didnt's top Ms. Banks from having a mamogram done on her show to prove their validity.

More than likely, this was a publicity stunt designed to generate viewership for her show.

What do you think? Are you going to start watching her show? Do you care about her boobs? Now that you know Tyra's breasts are indeed NOT FAKE, how has your life changed?

The Saga of Sarah and Zoey

(I heard from Sarah after posting this. She is actually leaving Mumbai tonight. She is still stuck in India.)



For those of you following the saga of Sarah and Zoey, Sarah was stuck at the Mumbai aiport because of a monsoon which was causing delays.

I checked her flight last night and it left 10 minutes ahead of schedule. At this point Sarah should have already landed in Paris and is most likely relaxing before her transfer.

Sarah's delay means that Jon and I get to watch Zoey for two more days.

Having Zoey around is really fun. She's a very special dog. She follows me everywhere which is so cool. If she were a person following me everywhere it would make very tense but she's a sweet little dog and having her around makes me feel relaxed.

I've had a dog before. . .before I started this blog. I rescued a Jack Russell Terrier from a home where they were terrified of him. I called him Stanky because he smelled but later changed his name to Spanky because every one thought Stanky would hurt his feelings (I'm not kidding). I'm sure there are those that thought Stanky was very sweet, but he was a complete nightmare to take care of. He jumped all the time and everywhere. He could jump 4 feet into the air and land in my arms. He chewed on EVERYTHING. He knocked things down and broke them. He pooed everywhere in the apartment and would drag me all over the neighborhood when going for walks. He chewed his way through three harnesses and when I was out he whine, whimpered and barked all day driving my neighbors insane. And he was untrainable. So freakin' stubborn.

So. . .I called Jack Russell Terrier rescue group. They must have thought I was abusing him because once their "agents" came to get him (friends with the Jack Russell breeder who owned a farm for Jacks in CT), I never heard from her again.

I had him for six weeks and was glad to be rid of him. It wasn't his fault. Jack Russells are feisty little dogs that need a lot of room and a lot of directed activity. I didn't do my research before hand and it was my own fault that he destroyed almost everything in my apartment. Last I heard, he was sent to live with a father and his young son in Boston.

Here are some pictures of Zoey from last night.



It's nice having a well-behaved sweet natured dog around the house. She makes us very happy.

It's always a good time to be antisocial.

Genx

Genx,
originally uploaded by Valerie1.

I'm trying to brand Gen X Misanthrope, starting with this Logo.

If you are interested in owning an object with this logo, click on the link to my online shop and order something.

Where is Autumn?

Why do we have to wait for Autumn weather? It's not fair.

Why is it still hot outside? It's not fair.

Did you know that they are expecting 88 degree weather on Friday? It's not fair.

I want to wear my new sweaters. Hmmmmph.

Gen X Business

Inspired by Kevin Walsh at Forgotten New York, I've started selling Gen X Misanthrope merchandise. I want to see if I can actually sell stuff and junk with my images on it. I'm still working on uploading a logo file that works. I came up with something nice yesterday but it didn't translate well once online.

That's right, with an average of 30-60 readers a day, I am going to attempt to sell stuff.

Perhaps it's foolish but it doesn't cost anything to try.

Check it out!!

Dog Run

Sunday afternoon, Jon and I took Zoey to the dog run near Astoria Park aka Bugsy's Run.

On the way, I spotted this great old promotional thermometer from Ken-L-Ration on a building at Astoria Blvd. and 21st Street (or there abouts).


When we got to the dog run, there wasn't really much going on - only two other dogs there that rather fancied Zoey. We kept her away from the two big boy dogs by taking her to the far end of the dog run where we found this sculpture. We're not actually sure if it was a sculpture or a grave market but either way Zoey did pay her respects.

Weekend Ends

My dress came back from the manufacturer. It fits fine. The seamstress only needs to alter the bodice. The dress is gorgeous. There is nothing like lace to make you feel fancy.

You're John F. Kennedy! You are one of the most famous presidents and you fight for rights of other people. However, some of your political views tend to make people want to stay away from you. Other than that, thumbs up!


Which famous (or infamous) person are you a reincarnation of?
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