If you've ready any of my last few posts you can tell that I'm definitely a Lee fan. Maybe its his piercing blue eyes or his awkward shyness. It could also be the fact that I find him to be the most adorable and charming mid-westerner since...well I can't really go into that, but LEE...LEE was fantastic.
So glad he won...now if I could only get his phone number...
This weekend was my cousin's Bridal Shower. Her wedding is at the end of August and I’m really excited about it. We grew up 3 houses away from each other, and have always been extremely close. Here is my favorite photo of the Bride and her Bridesmaids!
-WTF is up with Spencer Pratt and his crazy healing crystals. I'm pretty sure Heidi and Spencer are one step away from putting on their black NIKE's, zipping up the sleeping bags and drinking the Kool-Aid. Someone needs to have an intervention Dr. Drew style A.S.A.P. It's official. They've lost it.
-Kelly Cutrone is my new hero. I've read her book (highly recommend it), and I've watched her show. Nothing-and I mean NOTHING compare to her ripping Olivia Palermo to pieces on TV or telling Whit that she needs to take a Parisian lover because, "its the easiest way to learn the language" and because, "they're a great bang"...this is reason #542 why I love Kell.
-GLEE. While NPH is fantastical, nothing compares to Brittany's one-liners (which were missed this week) or the sexual tension between Finn and Rach. The lack of plot is really getting to me. While I love this show, I'm getting concerned that they're investing WAY to much time in guest stars and not enough time in the actual characters. I want more Mercedes and Kurt, it's true, they "make culture". If there isn't a phenom duet between Lea and Idina next week I'm so over this show...
It's been 364 days since I graduated from Fairfield. It was a cloudy, windy, misty Sunday as we all sleepily made our way to Bellarmine. I wore spandex and flip flops and spent the rest of the day laughing, sobbing or doing both at the same time.
A lot's happened since graduation. I've changed jobs 4 times, celebrated my 22nd birthday, was on national TV, and spent one exhausting/ fantastic weekend in October reliving college at Alumni weekend.
I've gotten rid of my little red jeep Lucy, moved back home to live with Paula and Ray and spent countless hours watching CSI re-runs during my stint as a member of the unemployed. I've hugged MK and Ashley Olsen and watched Kelly Clarkson from backstage in the pouring rain. I've gallivanted at the Cape, in Boston and all over New York City. I even went of my very first business trip.
I've made new friends and lost touch with old ones. I've spent countless hours laughing, texting, bbming and emailing "paradise", "trifecta", and everyone else in my phone book. I've been kissed by a stranger on the subway, gone on a few dates---none of which have worked out, but i'm not discouraged. It's our year TKH and KMC!
I've read approximately 30+ books, broken 3 cell phones, cooked 7 baked bries, hosted 2 Holiday parties and attended 31 birthdays. I've gone on 2 family vacations, countless happy hours and have begun the process of looking for my very first apartment. It's all been fantastic.
I started blogging as a way to keep in touch with people from college. I graduated a year ago this weekend and as I sit in bed sniffling with another cold, I'm feeling nostalgic. In honor of that weekend, I'm gonna go put on my cap and my tassle and flip through my pictures. It's been a crazy year with too many things to include in this blog. Good luck to the new graduates. The first year won't be easy, but it's SO worth it.
I'm sitting with Paula and Ray (my 'rents) watching American Idol. I've become addicted because of my coworkers. I don't have much of an interest in this show...until Lee comes on the TV. I'm disturbingly obsessed with his sessyness. He's perfect. Here's why... 1. His big blue eyes 2. His voice 3. His ability to wear flannel and not look like a lumberjack or homeless man 4. The fact that he's totally unaware of how hottttt he is
GLEE is on right after AI...everyone knows I'm a massive Gleek and I was definitely impressed by tonight's episode. The show has barely any plot and the only reason I stick around each week is because of the amazing songs, incredible vocals, sheer hotness of Finn, Puck and Wheels (I think I just find his glasses adorkable), and the genius that IS Brittany.
Tonight's episode had a lot of heart. Maybe it was the paralyzed kid, the fact that Rachel lost her voice or the fact that Puck finally got rid of the moronic mohawk, but there was something totally fantastic about tonights episode in a completely different way. It wasn't all about the songs. Good job Ryan Murphy...good job!
It's been awhile since I sat down to write in the blog. I can blame it on a lot of things...the new job being one of them, but At the end of The Day, I only have myself to blame. I've been distracted to say the least...
I fell off the blogging wagon. Blogging and I were taking a "break" from each other...we needed some time apart. After a brief hiatus (I only blogged twice in the month of April...super pathetic), I've come back to reignite our flame.
Without doing a play-by-play of what the hell I've been up to these past few weeks, I thought I'd share some one of my finer moments. Last weekend I traveled up to Boston for work. The trip went fabulous except for the cab ride from hell. Let me explain...
Despite being a New Yorker, I have nothing against Boston. In fact, some of my best friends live there (TKH...CM).
When it comes to public transportation, Boston should be ashamed of themselves. Getting a cab was like trying to get a date to prom. After numerous failed attempts, I was finally able to secure one. Now, I use the term cab loosely...to be quite honest, the "cab" was essentially a 1997 red town car with CAB haphazardly painted on the side. At this point I was desperate...I had errands to run for work and I realized very quickly, I was no longer in Kansas...or New York for that matter and that "beggars can't be choosers". I was getting in this cab whether I liked it or not.
Kamol, driver of the "death cab" assured me that he knows where I need to go. I have 4 stops and I show him the address asking if he is familiar with the area. He promises me that he will have me back in less than an hour.
Kamol was a LIAR.
Without spending 20+ years on this story, I'll sum up my ride with Kamol in a few sentences...
Kamol took me god knows where, drove on the sidewalk, almost hit a pedestrian, yelled at me twice for "not having faith in his internal GPS", asked me to google map where we were from my Blackberry AND asked me for my phone number.
Almost 2 hours after I began the death ride, I text TKH panicked that I was about to end up on the next episode of Nancy Grace. By the grace of god, TKH is that same Whole Foods...I make up some excuse to Kamol, throw $100+ dollars at him and run out of the car into TKH's.
She once again saves the day. The event went off without a hitch and I'm still alive...which is always a plus in my book.
I then headed down to Fairfield...
However, that story will have to wait til tomorrow.
For now, I'll leave you with a few of my new fav songs.