I Wanna Go Home

I know I have been living in Arizona for over 3 years, but New York will always be home to me. It's where I grew up, where most of my memories are. I have a strong yearning to go back, to visit that is. (Reality check reminds me I can't afford to live there anymore, or at least in the lifestyle I have become accustomed to). Rachel has very little recollection of living there, so I want her to go ice skating, and to see the tree. The houses there really go all out with decorations, and to see where here life began. Yeah, yeah I know it's cold there now. Yes I am aware it snows there too, and the ice is a pain also. I have been searching for flights right after Christmas, wouldn't it be nice to be there for New Year's and see my niece and nephew for their birthdays? Is it really worth the 2 grand to go with my kids? Hmmm....maybe John might consider it his Christmas gift, since he'd be here alone while we are visiting his family. I'm sorely tempted.....

Thankful

I just realized it is Thanksgiving this week (yeah I know check your calendar). This may be a bit premature, but I thought I'd express what I have to be thankful for. We have food to put on our table, a mortgage that isn't upside down, our entire family is in good health, we have wonderful family and friends (far and near), and the love of many. What we sometimes forget is that we have the ability to speak our thoughts, practice what religion we beleive, and have a part in the decision making process of our country. And for all this I have to make turkey and stuffing.....hmmm....

The True New Yorker in Me

One of my favorite sayings lately has been "Say it loud, say it proud!". So here goes it!

I am a New Yorker through and through and I am never going to apologise for it. New Yorkers are loud, and quite often obnoxious. We speak fast, make fast and impulsive decisions, and drive fast. Food is never as good, entertainment is never as satisfying. We do think the world revolves around New Yorkers and there truly is only *one* city in the country (all others are just overgrown towns). We savor life and never let you forget we exist.

We are survivors. We are loyal. New Yorkers know how to have fun. We tell you straight out how we feel. No holds barred.

Make no mistake, this is me. You can take a girl out of New York, but you can't take New York out of the girl.

Need to Get Crafty!

It seems my crafting projects are suffering at the hands of working out, Girl Scouts, sports, reading, my blog, Facebook and Pogo time. I have not finished an afghan I started in summer. I am currently over 2 years behind on my scrapbooking. I haven't knitted since June. My sewing machine has been broken for nearly 2 years and I haven't even attempted to find out if it is worth repairing or just scrapping it for a new one. I think I need to have better time management and revist my other passions. Surely there is room for everything, right?

Shake It!!!!

When I'm in a bad mood, this song just picks me up...I dunno why.... Enjoy

I Pulled Off Another One

My last birthday party of the year is done. Finished. Kaput! And I can honestly say I am happy about it. Gosh, who would ever think hosting a home party would be so much work. Rachel did have a good time with her little friends, and we didn't have any major meltdowns, so I suppose that is a major accomplishment in itself. So go to my Facebook and check out the pictures from the very cute Puppy party.

Trans Fats

Unless you have been living in a bubble the past years, you know all the hype about how bad Trans Fats are for your health. Even in New York City, the big box food retailers are required to remove them from their products. I tend to think that an overabundance of it is more the issue, rather than the moderate intake of them. Nonetheless, these bad fats are being eliminated from our favorite foods. Girl Scout cookies are also onboard. But the cookies just don't taste the same. The All Abouts (wafer cookie with chocolate bottom) seems to not have survived the sans trans fad. They have been booted from the line up, and I for one is sad. Oh well, I suppose it is all in the name of healthy cookie (an oxymoron in my honest opinion).