...where they drop, I just don't care.
My coat-- the really, really expensive Irene Van Ryb that I bought at a Soho boutique before I moved to Chicago, is shedding buttons. I have already had all of the buttons on the front of the coat (you know; the ones that keep the coat closed) re-sewn and reinforced and had to visit Tender Buttons a couple of times to match up lost souls (little tiny buttons made of some sort of animal bone that attach the detachable hood to the inside collar). But they're still falling off! It's actually gotten comical because so far in the first three days of this week I've lost three-- THREE; and (here comes the comical part), I DON'T KNOW WHERE THEY'RE COMING FROM. I've found 2 little guys and a big one, and I can't for the life of me figure out where they're from. I hear them hit the floor and I look down, pick them up and then do the perennial scan: front buttons? Check. Sleeve buttons (which, by the way, are stupid because they're decorative, not functional, and while I'm all for design accoutrements, decorations that make you worry about whether or not you're going to lose them are a complete waste of time)? Check, check. Inside collar buttons? Check, check, check. Where the hell are these buttons coming from!?! So now I have three buttons, definitely from my coat, sitting on the edge of my front hall mirror, wondering if they will have a home again. As though there's not enough crazy in my life.
Friday, March 31, 2006
Thursday, March 30, 2006
My Today Show Family
Everyone has their morning routine: snoozing for exactly 7 minutes… three times; getting straight into the shower, or maybe dawdling over cereal before the inevitable strikes and you realize you really do need to wash your hair this week; drinking one and a half cups of coffee; scanning of the front page headlines before racing through the morning commute. But, as my near and dears will surely attest, my morning routine is the Today Show. A dedicated (and dare I say, slightly obsessed) viewer, I can't start my day without a little Katie, Matt, Ann and Al, or really, any of the peripheral, sometimes-players, Campbell Brown, David Gregory, Lester Holt, Natalie Morales, and the ever-present Willard Scott. I know where the principals went to college and what their spouses and kids names are; know that Ann is the heart and dedicated to public service; that Katie loves shoes (and has an amazing collection); that Matt is an avid golfer and has a wicked (if not sometimes covert) sense of humor; and that Al is a foodie like me. Even if I'm late and racing through my morning, I absolutely can't leave my house without a few minutes of Today… if even just to hear the comforting voices of the "family" that's always around and who follows me through my travels and continual uprooting. I still even miss Chris Cimino, the NBC 4 NYC weatherman who Al would cut to for the local weather (although, Andy Avalos of NBC 5 in Chicago does fill the gap somewhat). If I don't have my Today fix, I often go through the day feeling somewhat empty, that somehow I've missed something, and I'm a little less clued in to what's happening in this great big world of ours.
So now that you know I'm a little nuts (but I felt the intro was important to level-setting my next piece of information), Campbell Brown (the top contender for Katie's spot, should she decide to jump ship to CBS, and frankly my top choice, should anyone care; currently the "Weekend Today" anchor and also a White House correspondent) is getting married this weekend-- and when Matt, Al and Natalie (who was filling in for Ann today) sat on the sofa and toasted her with champagne, and you could see the joy and excitement in Campbell's face, I was so happy! It felt like one of my best friends was getting married, and I was right there, experiencing the joy right along with her and her loved ones.
Like I said: I'm a little nuts.
So now that you know I'm a little nuts (but I felt the intro was important to level-setting my next piece of information), Campbell Brown (the top contender for Katie's spot, should she decide to jump ship to CBS, and frankly my top choice, should anyone care; currently the "Weekend Today" anchor and also a White House correspondent) is getting married this weekend-- and when Matt, Al and Natalie (who was filling in for Ann today) sat on the sofa and toasted her with champagne, and you could see the joy and excitement in Campbell's face, I was so happy! It felt like one of my best friends was getting married, and I was right there, experiencing the joy right along with her and her loved ones.
Like I said: I'm a little nuts.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
You Know You're a New Yorker When...(Part Deux)
1. YOU'RE 35 YEARS OLD AND DON'T HAVE A DRIVER'S LICENSE.
2. YOU GET READY TO ORDER DINNER EVERY NIGHT AND MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN THE MAJOR FOOD GROUPS: CHINESE, ITALIAN, MEXICAN OR INDIAN.
3. YOU RIDE IN A SUBWAY CAR WITH NO AIR CONDITIONING JUST BECAUSE THERE ARE SEATS AVAILABLE.
4. YOU TAKE THE TRAIN HOME AND YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHERE ON THE PLATFORM THE DOORS WILL OPEN THAT WILL LEAVE YOU RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE EXIT STAIRWAY.
5. YOU KNOW WHAT A "REGULAR" COFFEE IS.
6. IT'S NOT "MANHATTAN" - IT'S THE "CITY."
7. THERE IS NO NORTH AND SOUTH. IT'S "UPTOWN" OR "DOWNTOWN." IF YOU'RE REALLY FROM NEW YORK YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CONCEPT OF WHERE NORTH AND SOUTH ARE.... (AND EAST OR WEST IS "CROSSTOWN"!)
8. YOU CROSS THE STREET ANYWHERE BUT ON THE CORNERS AND YOU YELL AT CARS FOR NOT RESPECTING YOUR RIGHT TO DO IT.
9. YOU MOVE 3,000 MILES AWAY, SPEND 10 YEARS LEARNING THE LOCAL LANGUAGE AND PEOPLE STILL KNOW YOU'RE FROM HERE THE MINUTE YOU OPEN YOUR MOUTH.
10. YOU RETURN AFTER 10 YEARS AND THE FIRST FOOD YOU WANT IS A "REAL" PIZZA.
11. YOU'RE NOT THE LEAST BIT INTERESTED IN GOING TO TIMES SQUARE ON NEW YEAR'S EVE.
12. YOUR INTERNAL CLOCK IS PERMANENTLY SET TO KNOW WHEN ALTERNATE SIDE OF THE STREET PARKING REGULATIONS ARE IN EFFECT.
13. YOU KNOW WHAT A BODEGA IS.
14. SOMEONE BUMPS INTO YOU, AND YOU CHECK FOR YOUR WALLET.
15. YOU DON'T EVEN NOTICE THE LADY WALKING DOWN THE ROAD HAVING A PERFECTLY NORMAL CONVERSATION WITH HERSELF.
16. YOU CRINGE AT HEARING PEOPLE PRONOUNCE HOUSTON ST. LIKE THE CITY IN TEXAS.
17. THE PRESIDENTIAL VISIT IS A MAJOR TRAFFIC JAM, NOT AN HONOR.
18. YOU CAN NAP ON THE SUBWAY AND NEVER MISS YOUR STOP.
19. THE DELI GUY GIVES YOU A STRAW WITH ANY BEVERAGE YOU BUY, EVEN IF IT'S A BEER.
YOU GOTTA LOVE IT!
2. YOU GET READY TO ORDER DINNER EVERY NIGHT AND MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN THE MAJOR FOOD GROUPS: CHINESE, ITALIAN, MEXICAN OR INDIAN.
3. YOU RIDE IN A SUBWAY CAR WITH NO AIR CONDITIONING JUST BECAUSE THERE ARE SEATS AVAILABLE.
4. YOU TAKE THE TRAIN HOME AND YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHERE ON THE PLATFORM THE DOORS WILL OPEN THAT WILL LEAVE YOU RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE EXIT STAIRWAY.
5. YOU KNOW WHAT A "REGULAR" COFFEE IS.
6. IT'S NOT "MANHATTAN" - IT'S THE "CITY."
7. THERE IS NO NORTH AND SOUTH. IT'S "UPTOWN" OR "DOWNTOWN." IF YOU'RE REALLY FROM NEW YORK YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CONCEPT OF WHERE NORTH AND SOUTH ARE.... (AND EAST OR WEST IS "CROSSTOWN"!)
8. YOU CROSS THE STREET ANYWHERE BUT ON THE CORNERS AND YOU YELL AT CARS FOR NOT RESPECTING YOUR RIGHT TO DO IT.
9. YOU MOVE 3,000 MILES AWAY, SPEND 10 YEARS LEARNING THE LOCAL LANGUAGE AND PEOPLE STILL KNOW YOU'RE FROM HERE THE MINUTE YOU OPEN YOUR MOUTH.
10. YOU RETURN AFTER 10 YEARS AND THE FIRST FOOD YOU WANT IS A "REAL" PIZZA.
11. YOU'RE NOT THE LEAST BIT INTERESTED IN GOING TO TIMES SQUARE ON NEW YEAR'S EVE.
12. YOUR INTERNAL CLOCK IS PERMANENTLY SET TO KNOW WHEN ALTERNATE SIDE OF THE STREET PARKING REGULATIONS ARE IN EFFECT.
13. YOU KNOW WHAT A BODEGA IS.
14. SOMEONE BUMPS INTO YOU, AND YOU CHECK FOR YOUR WALLET.
15. YOU DON'T EVEN NOTICE THE LADY WALKING DOWN THE ROAD HAVING A PERFECTLY NORMAL CONVERSATION WITH HERSELF.
16. YOU CRINGE AT HEARING PEOPLE PRONOUNCE HOUSTON ST. LIKE THE CITY IN TEXAS.
17. THE PRESIDENTIAL VISIT IS A MAJOR TRAFFIC JAM, NOT AN HONOR.
18. YOU CAN NAP ON THE SUBWAY AND NEVER MISS YOUR STOP.
19. THE DELI GUY GIVES YOU A STRAW WITH ANY BEVERAGE YOU BUY, EVEN IF IT'S A BEER.
YOU GOTTA LOVE IT!
Monday, March 27, 2006
Lacking Inspiration
I haven't much felt like blogging as of late... lack of exciting places and faces on which to report (where the hell was my NYT this morning?!), and I haven't had time to go through the latest CNT (cover story is "Carribbean hideaways"), and I'm downright gloomy about my sister, brother-in-law and niece going home (well, via Oklahoma). I'm considering my next move, and am having the great east vs. west debate... again. East is winning for the moment, if only because I have a job interview next week (and it happens to be in New York). But as much as I love New York... and sing its praises day in and day out... not seeing my nieces growing up is harder than I thought it was going to be. Is anything ever going to be easy?
Friday, March 24, 2006
Big Talker
Sooo... I talk a big talk-- exotic vacations, leaving the guilt of not spending time with my family behind... but then I meet this little one and all of my conviction goes flying out the window. How could I NOT spend every spare moment with her???
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