White vs. Color

Since we have known each other, Alan and I have had epic battles over Christmas lights. He prefers multi-colored lights on the Christmas tree, while I prefer white. I think white lights are more elegant, and beautiful, while Alan prefers his tree to look like a rainbow. Since we have never actually set up a Christmas tree before this battle has remained unresolved, until NOW.

This year is the first we are hosting Christmas together for the family. Hosting Christmas means making a lot of food, putting up stockings, and decorating a suitable tree. We purchased LED tree lights, which consume less electricity and do not get hot... and the tree lights are WHITE! Our Christmas tree is lush, throughly adorned, and twinkles like the snow.

I got my way this year, but to compromise I promised Alan that we could have colored lights next year.

The Shopping Situation, in New York

Before my trip, almost everybody told me that the shopping in New York is fabulous, and that I should take an extra suitcase with me for all the wonderful things I was going to buy and bring back. To be honest, there were a lot of shops in New York. Unfortunately I found them to be, for the most part, the same shops that I can find in the shopping mall less than 3 miles away from where I live in California. There were plenty of exclusive designer stores in New York, which had superfluous attires I would love to own. But, these exclusive designer boutiques were so far out of my price range (or any normal person's price range) to seriously consider as anything other than a museum. At the end of my trip I was convinced that the Museum-Situation was much more interesting and exhaustive than the Shopping-Situation in the Big Apple. 

In terms of shopping around the touristy places, do not even bother! I do not understand why there were so many people in a frenzy to shop around Times Square. I thought almost everything in Times Square was overpriced and overcrowded with people. Plus, you could find the same stores, empty of crowds, just a few blocks away from Times Square. In any case, I can assure you that you would be able to find anything you would like to purchase in the stores around Times Square online, for cheaper.

New York!

I went to new York last week, for the first time in my life. It was the best week-long vacation I've taken in quite a while! I walked everywhere, and went to some amazing restaurants. I even went to an exclusive holiday party at the MOMA, and had drinks in The Standard's Boom Boom Room. I had so much fun, I didn't want to leave.

Here are a couple of pictures I took from the 86th floor of the Empire State Building:

Here is a picture of the view from my hotel room. Alan and I stayed at the Standard Hotel, in the Meatpacking district. We had a whole wall of glass on the 10th floor of the building, facing New Jersey:

This pictures represents only about 1/16th of the entire view from our room.

I had enough time to visit Brooklyn for a day. To get there, I walked across the Brooklyn Bridge. It was a beautiful walk! Here is a picture I took form Fulton's Point:

I also ate Ice Cream at the Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory. The ice cream was glorious. I had one scoop of Double Chocolate Chunk:

While walking around SOHO, on my last day in New York, I came across John Stewart! How crazy is that! He was filming something, and I just happened to run into the action. 

Naturally, I took his picture. For one split second, he actually looked straight at me!

Stewardess tried to sell me a credit card

I was on a short flight, counting the minutes till arrival, when my train of thought was interrupted by the flight attendant. A stewardess got on the microphone and started praising the virtues of the Alaska-Credit Card, and how many air miles you could gain if you signed up for it today. And, YES, you can sign up for it before we land. The scenario was surreal. At first I tried to concentrate on what the flight attendant was saying, less she mention something worth knowing. But, as soon as I figured out what she was doing I was shocked. Just shocked. Why was the flight attendant selling credit cards? There were several things wrong with this picture, but above all I felt violated. There I was, 14,000 feet above land, with no place to go. By law I'm obligated to listen to flight attendants. They abused this law by using it to force-feed me credit-card propaganda. I was obligated to listen to a less-than-graceful interlude while trying to get to my destination, and I didn't like it. Not one bit. Stewardesses should not interrupt you in order to sell you credit cards; it's just wrong you greedy airline. Just wrong.

Baby Bella

Vertical Garden

I am toying with the idea of a vertical garden in our patio. I found this website, for the Window Farm Project, which is pretty cool: http://www.windowfarms.org. But I don't know if this will work for us. I wonder if there are kits I can buy to install a vertical garden outdoors.

The Red Dress

Photo Shoot in Elizabeth Gamble Park, Palo Alto, Ca.

Unexpected Joy

While at work today, minding my own business, I came across this zucchini:

It is, quite possibly, the biggest zucchini I have ever seen in my life.

Such a large vegetable deserved to be named. Accordingly, I named it Pat.  

Pat originally came from the garden of a coworker's mother.

As soon as I got home I started cooking. I made zucchini muffins, zucchini bread and I am currently roasting some zucchini in the oven for dinner. I still have a quarter of Pat left:

Monster is guarding Pat until I decide what to do with the rest of it.

Maybe fried zucchini chips?

Do You Want a Tiny House?

I found a blog that is addicting. In this blog you will find the cutest pictures of the tiniest homes in America. Link HERE.

Relay for Life

Gilroy, CA, 2010

Amazing fun. I sold brownies and I walked. 

THANK YOU to all of those who donated!

My Imagination? I Think Not!

Yesterday I went to a birthday party for an old friend.  Despite burning my eyelashes trying to light a cigar (WTF is up with those crazy super-lighters? You can't see the flames on those things!) and loosing at poker, I managed to have a lot of fun. The party highlighted something that until yesterday I thought was only a figment of my imagination: Almost every single person who knows Alan and me wants us to have a baby. Everywhere we go, the people who know us ask us a variation of the same question: "When are you having babies?".  I find this question both annoying and distasteful. Why, WHY is everybody against the integrity of my cervix?

I have bought a purse-sized pie that I shall henceforth carry in my purse. It will be hurled at the next person who asks me about babies. Seriously. I will throw it at your face, and you will be covered in cherry-goo. It is the only appropriate response I can think of for questions regarding the subject.

Question of the Day

Is it ironic to have an infinite lack of patience?

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