Summer nights....

So, it’s Monday… which usually means tennis and my one attempt at exercise for the week, but it was in the 90s today and tennis was canceled for fear that someone, probably myself, would pass out cold from heat exhaustion. Therefore, as it’s my friend Cathy’s one night a week away from her kids, we drank instead. This isn’t exactly the recipe for healthy living, but I obliged knowing that Cathy would be sad if she had to face her unruly girls after a week’s vacation from work and 24 hour a day mommydom.

I find that in the summer I drink a lot more than I do all year long. I’m really not a big drinker at all. This weekend I went to Vermont with my friends Conway and Hilly. We had a very fun, girly bonding weekend which consisted of lots of wine and late nights on the screened in porch. That coupled with tonight and that makes three of the last four nights that involved alcohol… and too many cigarettes for a gal that doesn’t really smoke. I feel yucky and unhealthy.

Rich, on the contrary, is training for a half marathon and has been running and/or biking every day. Instead of tennis tonight he went running. I am starting to feel like I need an intervention. It’s just that I tend to hibernate in the winter… I never see my friends from New York and with the cold and snow, never really want to do anything after work besides go home, watch TV, and snuggle with Rich and the pups. So I treasure girly time and reminiscing and connecting with good friends that I typically only see in the summer. Somehow during these times, I always tend to drink and drinking makes me crave smoke… not to mention lots of snacking.

On a positive note, I had a great weekend. I miss my friends from New York a lot. They know me well… better than my friends in Roch. Rochester people are very nice and I really like a lot of them, but they just aren’t my friends that I’ve known forever. On Sunday, when I dropped Conway and Hillary off at the Albany train station, I must have been sad without realizing it. At a rest area, I was walking out and I heard an old man say to another old man… “Let’s get together before something happens to one of us.” I totally started to cry.

Back to Vermont this weekend with Rob, Marian, and baby Cheeks. I’ll see my friend Jenn and her husband too, which will be nice…. I haven’t seen Jenn in over a year! Then no traveling for a few weekends. That will be a nice change!
More soon….

I'm Alive! I'm Alive!

I know, I know.. I’ve been leaving you all with no guidance, no stories of woe or excitement. No words of enlightenment. How did you all survive?

I have been a complete and utter stress case at work. I had three weeks to do this crazy consulting gig and I didn’t know what the heck I was doing. I was a nutcase. I didn’t see Rich for weeks. I actually danced around at 4:30 in the morning with Peggy, my office manager in the back printing room at Kinkos while Wanda finished printing up our powerpoint presentations on glossy white paper with a frosty cover and navy blue backing and cord binding. These are things that got me excited in the past month. I ate nothing but disgusting fried food. I worked till 1AM day after day. I lived on coffee and Dunkin Donuts bagels.

But I have to say I feel very appreciated at work. I got a very nice bonus… a few days off and lots of compliments on a job well done. That makes it all worthwhile, though I certainly don’t need another job like that for awhile.

Sidebar: How hilarious is the movie Saved with Mandy Moore? It’s on TV right now and it’s distracting me from catching all of you up.

Okay, so what else? Memorial Day we went up to Vermont with the Piscataway Kapps and had a very nice relaxing weekend… The Piscataway Kapps love to nap, and there was napping-a-plenty. The weather was great… we fought all weekend to get Felicia to walk, though she chose to just. Well. Sit. But a great time was had and the cousins got to bond.. spending lots of time together on the floor.

Then I was stuck working seven days a week until two weekends ago when Rich and I went to Vermont and then he had a business conference at Foxwoods and I went with him for a few days and managed to lose lots o’ money but had a glorious time and had some nice dinners and spent some nice time with my sweet hubby who was very patient during my few weeks of work hell.

Then this past weekend, we met Jer and Pee wee at Margo’s commitment ceremony down in DC. Two short black haired women in taffeta dresses with fancy sashes later, and a bald woman rabbi and Margo and Merav were committed for life. Love it. It was nice to see family that we never ever see… Jer and I have a shortage of relatives and tend to feel it especially on rare family get togethers.

Today is July 4th and we were supposed to have a barbecue, but the weather did not want us to as it’s been rainy and yucky since I woke up. Rich got called into work… some power plant tragedy going on… not sure I understand the details. But I’ve been slothing and watching really bad Lifetime Television all day and loving every minute of it. Since when did Billy Baldwin become a bad TV movie actor?

Sorry to be a stranger. Promise to keep better in touch and will post pics of taffeta dresses and bald women Rabbis very soon.