Fridays in Sag Harbor cannot be beat. Dinner at Beacon, a waterfront restaurant and bar and caught another beautiful sunset. Walked a half block to town to pop into some terrific boutiques and pick up a sexy pair of slinky sandals, change up footing and head over to the American Hotel (packed) for the special-sorbet and tequila-tonight's was raspberry. Two drinks down and head to Grappa for a look see around the bar for men, no luck so move on to dive bar Murphs, some lookers so we stay a while and play ring toss and chill in the outdoor area. Cruise home at a respectable 2:15am.
Saturday friends go to East Hampton Point for frozen mango coladas catch the sunset on their deck and meet some Swedes. We next hit Amagansett-hard. Indian Wells is jammed again and the vibe is upbeat. Drinks, some shots, repeat and chat it up with quite a few city folk. Order food, slip out the back and head to Stephen Talkhouse through the back (thank you Nanette), throwing elbows to get to the outdoor area and realize there is no way we are going to get through another 10 minutes with this crowd. Nanette decides to split home and chill on our deck, I make the call and drive to Saracen in Wainscott to get on the dance floor with Mats from Belgium. Saracen is hopping and they are cranking 70-early 80 dance music and we are having a ball. Three glasses of Veuve and a Stoli Raspberry later we call it quits at 3am.
Sunday I'm up and at em' by 9am. Packing for an all day boat trip. By noon Nanette and I are in Sag Harbor to meet Bob for the boat ride out to area between Sag and Shelter Island for the yearly hook up. All day event with hundreds and hundreds of boats, kayakers, canoes, surf boarders, rafts etc. People eat, drink and jump from boat to boat all day socializing while listening to the sound of three live bands play from the floating dock. We have a primo spot and hook up with six boats (later to be ten total-two of which are filled with local firemen!) This is one of the craziest things to do all summer and everyone is in total party mode! Met tons and tons of people, kayak a bit and manage to not spill my drink as I swam from boat to boat. Our fireman buddies and EH Point pals kept us fed and our boats all stayed tied up until 6:30. We split but I hear the hang was still going until close to 9pm. Awesome and exhausting. Will pass on going to East Hampton Point for Jamaican Sunday...
Monday, March 28, 2011
Charlie in Texas Says...
Well I’m never going to Dallas ever again. Stupid suck-town.
Friday night I drove into Dallas to see my sisters improve comedy group “Heroine Addiction”. They were hilarious as always.
After the show we usually walk to a local restaurant for dinner and most of the time her friends join us. On the way to eat at a place called Twisted Root we found her friend’s car had been booted. Both the front and back tire had one of those bullshit orange (I find that most things painted orange are bullshit) metal boots clamped onto the wheel. The Butt-Boil Knuckle Dragger working there told her it would cost $105.00 to remove them. All of this because she didn’t park just one more spaces to the left. This spot free, but one more spot over, $105.00 if you forget to put .75c in the box. Ahem.
After dinner we all went our separate ways. It was late and I was exhausted, but I was surprised that the long drive home was going quickly….too quickly. Just ten minutes from home I realized that I left my credit card at the bar and had to turn around and make the thirty minute trip back into downtown. You see where I’m headed with this? Suck-town Baby! Okay the last one was my fault, but I’m positive Dallas made it happen.
Saturday and Sunday were a lovely mix of playing with my new iPhone and cleaning guns, back to the iPhone, oiling a baseball glove and then playing with the iPhone. I freaking love that phone. By Monday morning my hands were a cramped mess from Angry Birds and Haunted Manor: Lord of Mirrors, and I hadn’t showered in two days because I couldn’t get the phone wet. I think when I get the iPhone 5 I’ll take some vacation days and do it right.
Friday night I drove into Dallas to see my sisters improve comedy group “Heroine Addiction”. They were hilarious as always.
After the show we usually walk to a local restaurant for dinner and most of the time her friends join us. On the way to eat at a place called Twisted Root we found her friend’s car had been booted. Both the front and back tire had one of those bullshit orange (I find that most things painted orange are bullshit) metal boots clamped onto the wheel. The Butt-Boil Knuckle Dragger working there told her it would cost $105.00 to remove them. All of this because she didn’t park just one more spaces to the left. This spot free, but one more spot over, $105.00 if you forget to put .75c in the box. Ahem.
After dinner we all went our separate ways. It was late and I was exhausted, but I was surprised that the long drive home was going quickly….too quickly. Just ten minutes from home I realized that I left my credit card at the bar and had to turn around and make the thirty minute trip back into downtown. You see where I’m headed with this? Suck-town Baby! Okay the last one was my fault, but I’m positive Dallas made it happen.
Saturday and Sunday were a lovely mix of playing with my new iPhone and cleaning guns, back to the iPhone, oiling a baseball glove and then playing with the iPhone. I freaking love that phone. By Monday morning my hands were a cramped mess from Angry Birds and Haunted Manor: Lord of Mirrors, and I hadn’t showered in two days because I couldn’t get the phone wet. I think when I get the iPhone 5 I’ll take some vacation days and do it right.
The Urban Grocer Says...
Friday night started out with a drive down to Cliousclat: a small village in France, just south of Valence. My fiance and I stayed at a really sweet small hotel and had a gorgeous dinner of foie gras, scallops, and melted chocolate cake. The next day was an early rise to head out to Provence! We drove down near St Remy and spent the day planning our wedding, which is all set for this summer in a nearby village. Saturday night? We drank way too much champagne with the Parisian owners of this fantastic, bo-ho chic hotel called La Maison du Village. I'm not sure what we talked about as it was all in French but we definitely spent a lot of time on the subject of Barbie....Sunday was a boring drive back to Geneva with a stop for proper croissants, pain au chocolat, and coffee in the morning. A great weekend in the south of France. But then, aren't they always?
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Nicole Says...
My weekend, like to hear it, here it goes:
Friday eve I thought I would try a class at my gym called Yoga Wings. It's been there all along and I approached it, sniffed it, looked at it thru the glass door, but never made it all the way. Carpe Diem people- I LOVED LOVED LOVED it and wish I'd been doing it two years ago when I first heard of it. What was I waiting for? Yoga Wings takes place over, under, and inside a white hammock hanging in a U-shape from the ceiling. You swing in it like a circus performer, hang upside down in it like a monkey, and climb up it with strength you didn't know you had. I laughed out loud during this class. I glowed with pride at being able to backflip and climb high and do various odd poses I was asked to do. I liked it so much I went again on Sunday. Then I cooked a little sup, relaxed, and watched the tribute to deceased favorite comic Greg Giraldo. I miss him so much. The Roast of Donald Trump was not the same without GG. Did you know he was Colombian-Spanish? And a Harvard- educated lawyer? He was the best.
Saturday, I spent some time organizing myself. Most of my energy goes into doing that for others and I needed to focus on my own org needs so I took part of Sat to do it.
Following that, I went con mi companera de clase, Flamenca Josefina, to part two of the flamenco lecture I attended last week, which inspired me to restart this blog. Another fine show, I learned a lot, and it has occurred to me that I might like to tattoo some flamenco letras (lyrics) onto me at some point. I will use this post as the date I said it, and see how long it takes me to do it, if ever. Note: I have zero tattoos at present and no real intention of having any. Sat night I ate Thai with my friend Susan, always hilarious, adorable and great company. She sewed me a curtain for my bathroom that night! Whatta pal! Who does that??
Sunday I had a client who wanted to get rid of a GIANT painting on paper- a copy of a famous Matisse her friend had done and that she no longer had space for. I thought it would be fun to go lay it out on the sidewalk by the subway stop so others could enjoy it and/or take it home, rather than just stick it into a trash can. So we did. We stood around and watched people gape at it, take pics of it and admire it. Then we left. I am waiting to hear her report as to if she came back later that eve and it was gone, which is what we thought would happen. Experience has shown me that people take EVERYTHING off the street.
Then I was at Yoga Wings again, and then I ate a light din and I think did something related to Real Housewives. A satisfying weekend of work and hobbies and friends. Balance.
Friday eve I thought I would try a class at my gym called Yoga Wings. It's been there all along and I approached it, sniffed it, looked at it thru the glass door, but never made it all the way. Carpe Diem people- I LOVED LOVED LOVED it and wish I'd been doing it two years ago when I first heard of it. What was I waiting for? Yoga Wings takes place over, under, and inside a white hammock hanging in a U-shape from the ceiling. You swing in it like a circus performer, hang upside down in it like a monkey, and climb up it with strength you didn't know you had. I laughed out loud during this class. I glowed with pride at being able to backflip and climb high and do various odd poses I was asked to do. I liked it so much I went again on Sunday. Then I cooked a little sup, relaxed, and watched the tribute to deceased favorite comic Greg Giraldo. I miss him so much. The Roast of Donald Trump was not the same without GG. Did you know he was Colombian-Spanish? And a Harvard- educated lawyer? He was the best.
Saturday, I spent some time organizing myself. Most of my energy goes into doing that for others and I needed to focus on my own org needs so I took part of Sat to do it.
Following that, I went con mi companera de clase, Flamenca Josefina, to part two of the flamenco lecture I attended last week, which inspired me to restart this blog. Another fine show, I learned a lot, and it has occurred to me that I might like to tattoo some flamenco letras (lyrics) onto me at some point. I will use this post as the date I said it, and see how long it takes me to do it, if ever. Note: I have zero tattoos at present and no real intention of having any. Sat night I ate Thai with my friend Susan, always hilarious, adorable and great company. She sewed me a curtain for my bathroom that night! Whatta pal! Who does that??
Sunday I had a client who wanted to get rid of a GIANT painting on paper- a copy of a famous Matisse her friend had done and that she no longer had space for. I thought it would be fun to go lay it out on the sidewalk by the subway stop so others could enjoy it and/or take it home, rather than just stick it into a trash can. So we did. We stood around and watched people gape at it, take pics of it and admire it. Then we left. I am waiting to hear her report as to if she came back later that eve and it was gone, which is what we thought would happen. Experience has shown me that people take EVERYTHING off the street.
Then I was at Yoga Wings again, and then I ate a light din and I think did something related to Real Housewives. A satisfying weekend of work and hobbies and friends. Balance.
L.A. Confidential Says...
Let’s see…Thursday was St. Patrick’s Day, the most Holy of Days. So, we celebrated in traditional Irish fashion by wearing green to a friend’s party and downing Guinness and Baileys. There might have been some corned beef and cabbage there as well, can’t be sure. Friday I played racquetball and lost miserably due to the lingering effects of the night before. Saturday I had a bachelorette party for one of my ex-girlfriends. She’s marrying a man. Half the bridal party is made up of women she’s dated. It was quite a scene. That’s one helluva understanding fiancé.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Queen Diane Says...
Enjoyed a trip to the Hamptons on Friday. Sag Harbor, where I go every year for a long summer weekend, no longer has a metaphysical store! Can't believe it. Things are hurtin' out there for a few places. Restaurant week in the Hamptons ended Saturday, so I had three courses for $24.95 at Michael's Restaurant on Three Mile Harbor -- osso buco, salad, and creme brulee...yum.
The Czech Center in Manhattan offered the first weekend off a three-weekend lecture/workshop series by FAMU, the Prague film school, with examples of Czech film from the '40's to the present. Future lectures take place in early April and early May. Lectures are FREE, workshops are $50 each. Pretty good price considering FAMU is the premier film school in Central Europe. Came home and watched 3:10 to Yuma that I DVR'd.
Sunday--Second day of FAMU, after a quick trip to Trader Joe's. Got home and quickly cooked up some Orange Chicken for a homeless shelter for dinner.
Sorry, my life is boring. I'm unemployed and over 50. Find me some fun people to hang with and a job and I'll be more fun!
The Czech Center in Manhattan offered the first weekend off a three-weekend lecture/workshop series by FAMU, the Prague film school, with examples of Czech film from the '40's to the present. Future lectures take place in early April and early May. Lectures are FREE, workshops are $50 each. Pretty good price considering FAMU is the premier film school in Central Europe. Came home and watched 3:10 to Yuma that I DVR'd.
Sunday--Second day of FAMU, after a quick trip to Trader Joe's. Got home and quickly cooked up some Orange Chicken for a homeless shelter for dinner.
Sorry, my life is boring. I'm unemployed and over 50. Find me some fun people to hang with and a job and I'll be more fun!
We-R-DNA in Brooklyn Says...
This was an extended weekend as I took Friday off. Sadly this was so I could put my cat Sibil down. She has had cancer and it spread to her lungs, which were filling up with fluid. I think I toed a line, where she went out without suffering much. The staff at the vet showed great sensitivity. I looked into her eyes and comforted her as the sedative put her to sleep. Her last sight was of me looking into her eyes. She was normally frightened at the vet, fighting to get back inside the carrier, but before she went under I made sure to get close to her and make her feel safe. I will never forget being her last sight and easing her passing. That was morning. I spent the day with my other cat Quijybo, who seemed to notice nothing except that he had me to himself again after 5 years. Friday night I spent with my cousin watching astonishing news of Libya and Japan.
Saturday morning the frame shop called. The picture I bought in Valparaiso, Chile was ready, looking fantastic in a Maple frame. Hanging it and doing some odds and ends about the house helped me cope with the loss of little Sibil, but every time I walked into my bedroom my instinct to visit her in her usual spot to caress her, brought tears. A hollow has opened up that will not soon close.
Sunday a few friends came by who are both talented theater techs. We game together (yes I will be 40 in September and I play D&D) and we are designing a combination kitchen dining and gaming table, which one of them has the tools (and need I add mad skilz too) to build.
The design plan is already elaborate. It’s good to have talented friends. Now technical drawings begin.
To be honest a lot of my weekend seems to have passed me by. Grief is a strange state. Time passes and you become exhausted from the existential labor though you have physically done little.
Saturday morning the frame shop called. The picture I bought in Valparaiso, Chile was ready, looking fantastic in a Maple frame. Hanging it and doing some odds and ends about the house helped me cope with the loss of little Sibil, but every time I walked into my bedroom my instinct to visit her in her usual spot to caress her, brought tears. A hollow has opened up that will not soon close.
Sunday a few friends came by who are both talented theater techs. We game together (yes I will be 40 in September and I play D&D) and we are designing a combination kitchen dining and gaming table, which one of them has the tools (and need I add mad skilz too) to build.
The design plan is already elaborate. It’s good to have talented friends. Now technical drawings begin.
To be honest a lot of my weekend seems to have passed me by. Grief is a strange state. Time passes and you become exhausted from the existential labor though you have physically done little.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Adrienne in Kenya Says...
Well the weekend is almost over in Homa Bay, Kenya. Here is what I did:
I finished writing a proposal to maybe begin a community education component to improve Doctors Without Border's prevention of mother to child transmission of HIV. 1 in 6 people is HIV+ here, but people are very guarded about it. The ladies must get permission to do most everything including take medicine to prevent their children from getting the virus. "Husband" in the local language literally means "owner of my thoughts".....I don't need to go on I think.
I drank wine and danced around my room a bit to Rhianna.
Looked at Lake Victoria and the mountains for about 5 minutes. Then back to work.
What else. Sadly another coworker returned to Japan as his town was hardest hit by the earthquake madness. Crazy that MSF is thinking about doing a mission in JAPAN. With all the nuclear scares, i felt a bit bad about our collective american history and that the japanese are comparing now to WWII.
Watched some episodes of Glee...again. We are talking about getting a tv and cable, so we can watch news and sports and maybe diversify our dinner menu via Food Network.
I finished writing a proposal to maybe begin a community education component to improve Doctors Without Border's prevention of mother to child transmission of HIV. 1 in 6 people is HIV+ here, but people are very guarded about it. The ladies must get permission to do most everything including take medicine to prevent their children from getting the virus. "Husband" in the local language literally means "owner of my thoughts".....I don't need to go on I think.
I drank wine and danced around my room a bit to Rhianna.
Looked at Lake Victoria and the mountains for about 5 minutes. Then back to work.
What else. Sadly another coworker returned to Japan as his town was hardest hit by the earthquake madness. Crazy that MSF is thinking about doing a mission in JAPAN. With all the nuclear scares, i felt a bit bad about our collective american history and that the japanese are comparing now to WWII.
Watched some episodes of Glee...again. We are talking about getting a tv and cable, so we can watch news and sports and maybe diversify our dinner menu via Food Network.
DJ Rousseau Russo in NJ Says...
Went to a BBQ joint that also makes pizza and has live blues on Friday night and had to leave when my six yr-old son and his 'girlfriend' were dancing in the middle of the restaurant and kept knocking into people.
Spent a large part of Sunday trying to find out what crawled under my hot tub and died. Could not find it, but did track down the scent of another dead animal under another part of my deck. Now we have to pay for someone to crawl around down there and rip shit up until they find the dead critters.
Spent a large part of Sunday trying to find out what crawled under my hot tub and died. Could not find it, but did track down the scent of another dead animal under another part of my deck. Now we have to pay for someone to crawl around down there and rip shit up until they find the dead critters.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Adrian in South Slope Says...
Something that's great about owning a backyard is the ability to compost...
We looked at manufactured compost barrels and rotation units and indoor worm bins etc etc and to be quite honest they all looked like too much hard work. So a little bit of RTFM and the manual read "...to paraphrase a popular bumper sticker, 'compost happens'!"
So last weekend we reserved a section of the garden and started building it up using cheap posts from Home Depot which I was able to get cut for us in 2' lengths. The pieces of wood were from sustainable forests and meant for outdoor/garden use, so there has been no chemicals used in the preservation etc.
I removed about 6 inches of top-soil and then started layering with the leftover manure, a layer of soil etc until the soil I removed was put back.
Now all green kitchen waste (that means uncooked and no proteins) is just layered on the top and we turn it every now and again.
One thing we have been told is that coffee is acceptable including the filter (we used the unbleached kind anyway) and also good to ward off ground animals, so we'll see later if the local raccoons like a cup of morning joe or not!
We looked at manufactured compost barrels and rotation units and indoor worm bins etc etc and to be quite honest they all looked like too much hard work. So a little bit of RTFM and the manual read "...to paraphrase a popular bumper sticker, 'compost happens'!"
So last weekend we reserved a section of the garden and started building it up using cheap posts from Home Depot which I was able to get cut for us in 2' lengths. The pieces of wood were from sustainable forests and meant for outdoor/garden use, so there has been no chemicals used in the preservation etc.
I removed about 6 inches of top-soil and then started layering with the leftover manure, a layer of soil etc until the soil I removed was put back.
Now all green kitchen waste (that means uncooked and no proteins) is just layered on the top and we turn it every now and again.
One thing we have been told is that coffee is acceptable including the filter (we used the unbleached kind anyway) and also good to ward off ground animals, so we'll see later if the local raccoons like a cup of morning joe or not!
Charlie in Fleet, England Says....
Why do I do it to myself?
Friday evening left the office early to travel towards London to support Harlequins play Newcastle in the semi final of the Cup. I went with a friend who supports Newcastle so there was a bit of rivalry between us. We agreed that whoever lost would drive the other to the final next weekend. I was very confident that Harlequins would win so was happy to make the bet. Unfortunately Harlequins lost by one point so not only do I have to go to watch a team I don't support play another team I don't support, I've got to drive my friend there and back as well! Despite the loss I had a great time and ended up drinking far too much beer and got home very late.
Saturday was a really emotional day. Having taken my dog Jensy out for her morning walk I had to take my cat to the vets as she hasn't been eating very much and shes been losing weight. The vets initial thoughts were that she had something wrong with either her liver or gall bladder so it was decided that she should be kept in for some blood tests and a scan. Unfortunately the prognosis was not good and although "Itsy" is too weak to have a biopsy on her liver her bloods and the scan indicate she has the feline equivilent of cirrhosis - I did ask how that was possible as shes not a heavy drinker apart from the odd "White Russian"! So it seems that for the time being she is on meds and vitamins to boost her white blood cells and some other medical stuff that I didn't understand. Fingers crossed for her check up next week.
On a lighter note although I wasn't in the best frame of minds I did manage to watch some of the Italy v France rugby match - A great game and well done Italy! A completely unexpected result and any time the French get beaten is a happy occassion! Well done to the Welsh as well for beating Ireland in a very close match. Saturday night was spent having a "few"drinks at a house warming party for one of my friends from work. For some reason the Spiced Rum was flowing really rather well and apparently l left at about 4am. No wonder I didn't feel 100% when I got up at 9 to take the hound out!!
Sunday was spent in a bit of a daze but I did manage to go to "The Cellar Bar" in Fleet with a few friends to watch England just scrape a win over Scotland. The Cellar Bar is great for watching sport as it has loads of screens and very comfortable sofas and chairs, it's pizzas are also superb. Ideal for a Sunday afternoon if your feeling a little under the weather!!
By 7pm I had had enough and was wondering how I would be able to squeeze in another weekend to recover from the weekend. Needless to say I'm sure that a few days back at work will give me enough time to recover before next weekend...
Friday evening left the office early to travel towards London to support Harlequins play Newcastle in the semi final of the Cup. I went with a friend who supports Newcastle so there was a bit of rivalry between us. We agreed that whoever lost would drive the other to the final next weekend. I was very confident that Harlequins would win so was happy to make the bet. Unfortunately Harlequins lost by one point so not only do I have to go to watch a team I don't support play another team I don't support, I've got to drive my friend there and back as well! Despite the loss I had a great time and ended up drinking far too much beer and got home very late.
Saturday was a really emotional day. Having taken my dog Jensy out for her morning walk I had to take my cat to the vets as she hasn't been eating very much and shes been losing weight. The vets initial thoughts were that she had something wrong with either her liver or gall bladder so it was decided that she should be kept in for some blood tests and a scan. Unfortunately the prognosis was not good and although "Itsy" is too weak to have a biopsy on her liver her bloods and the scan indicate she has the feline equivilent of cirrhosis - I did ask how that was possible as shes not a heavy drinker apart from the odd "White Russian"! So it seems that for the time being she is on meds and vitamins to boost her white blood cells and some other medical stuff that I didn't understand. Fingers crossed for her check up next week.
On a lighter note although I wasn't in the best frame of minds I did manage to watch some of the Italy v France rugby match - A great game and well done Italy! A completely unexpected result and any time the French get beaten is a happy occassion! Well done to the Welsh as well for beating Ireland in a very close match. Saturday night was spent having a "few"drinks at a house warming party for one of my friends from work. For some reason the Spiced Rum was flowing really rather well and apparently l left at about 4am. No wonder I didn't feel 100% when I got up at 9 to take the hound out!!
Sunday was spent in a bit of a daze but I did manage to go to "The Cellar Bar" in Fleet with a few friends to watch England just scrape a win over Scotland. The Cellar Bar is great for watching sport as it has loads of screens and very comfortable sofas and chairs, it's pizzas are also superb. Ideal for a Sunday afternoon if your feeling a little under the weather!!
By 7pm I had had enough and was wondering how I would be able to squeeze in another weekend to recover from the weekend. Needless to say I'm sure that a few days back at work will give me enough time to recover before next weekend...
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Nicole Asks...
QD, what was in the free lunch? Don't you know there's no such thing as a free lunch?
How'd you hear about it, and I want to come along next time!
How'd you hear about it, and I want to come along next time!
Queen Diane Says...
I went out for the first time in months. I finished writing my dissertation and now I'm free for 3 weeks. I had a free lunch at a church, made by Hungarian women. I went out for lunch at Le Pain Quotidien the day before, and read books, and listened to my iPod. Not having been able to do that for 3 months, it felt like I just got out of prison or boot camp.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Carles in Barcelona Says...
Friday.......I’m in love!
After living 90% of my time during the last five months in sunny Panamá City, I’m landed in Barcelona on a rainy monday. Just watching the landscape of the city over me through my brother’s car, who picked me up at the airport, I realised again how proud I am of the city I live in and how special it is.
Tuesday to friday I was working hard with lots of jet lag, but the moment finally arrived. Friday afternoon!, at five o’clock I had to pick up my babies at school!
Punctually in there, I realised how my daughter had changed in a few months...as always she came running to me and screaming PAPA PAPA, jumped all over me and gave me such a strong hug, there were not less than a hundred kisses in that holding, you can be sure.
We went home, picked my gfriend and went to IKEA. I hate that place, so I returned home while they did their shopping! You know what time you get in but you never know how long your shopping will last inside that place, and I can’t deal with that......
Had a coffee and.........back to school again. At 6 30 my son was leaving school, another big hug, lots of kisses, picking up girls at IKEA and then back home.
I can tell that, I’m a good cooker, booooooo hehe, I do enjoy a lot eating but also working on that so we had hand made pizza for dinner, some tv, school homework and went to bed exhausted.
Having children is, without a doubt the best thing I have ever done in my life. That was my main thinking while going to bed.
Saturday, basketball game but only for the men. The two girls stayed home while I went to the beautiful Sant Pol de Mar, where my 8 years old baby had his game. We lost the match, but there were lots of fun. Imagine ten four feet people chasing a ball during forty minutes....hehehe
Dinner at home, I cook again, spaghetti bolognesa, just like that: put the onions, the pig meat and............hey I’m not telling you my secret recipe until you come here to taste it!!! Booo again!!!!
It’s SIESTA time. Here in spain, after eating your body is trained to sleep. It becomes necessary! I can’t understand why this is not universal yet......Some playstation and chess challenges after, we do needed to eat again, some salad was ok, imagine who made it......a couple of movies on the sofa and went to bed again! What a hard life.
Sunday, golfing time, only for men again.....my daughter never pays attention to golfing and my gfriend is learning yet. My son and I stayed at the range in Castillo de Godmar, an old castle where they arranged the gardens as an pitch & putt course, nice nice place.
My son reached the 100 meters sign ahead with his new club, I’m so proud, he started playing at the age of two and his swing is amazing now.
Time to eat again, another movie and more playstation games, at 7 pm I had to return them to their mother’s house. I was so happy because of sharing my time with them and I can’t wait to see them again in two weekends........
I promise to write again next weekend, so you can see how I deal with my spare time without my children. I think I’m going to ski in Andorra, I’ll let you know!
After living 90% of my time during the last five months in sunny Panamá City, I’m landed in Barcelona on a rainy monday. Just watching the landscape of the city over me through my brother’s car, who picked me up at the airport, I realised again how proud I am of the city I live in and how special it is.
Tuesday to friday I was working hard with lots of jet lag, but the moment finally arrived. Friday afternoon!, at five o’clock I had to pick up my babies at school!
Punctually in there, I realised how my daughter had changed in a few months...as always she came running to me and screaming PAPA PAPA, jumped all over me and gave me such a strong hug, there were not less than a hundred kisses in that holding, you can be sure.
We went home, picked my gfriend and went to IKEA. I hate that place, so I returned home while they did their shopping! You know what time you get in but you never know how long your shopping will last inside that place, and I can’t deal with that......
Had a coffee and.........back to school again. At 6 30 my son was leaving school, another big hug, lots of kisses, picking up girls at IKEA and then back home.
I can tell that, I’m a good cooker, booooooo hehe, I do enjoy a lot eating but also working on that so we had hand made pizza for dinner, some tv, school homework and went to bed exhausted.
Having children is, without a doubt the best thing I have ever done in my life. That was my main thinking while going to bed.
Saturday, basketball game but only for the men. The two girls stayed home while I went to the beautiful Sant Pol de Mar, where my 8 years old baby had his game. We lost the match, but there were lots of fun. Imagine ten four feet people chasing a ball during forty minutes....hehehe
Dinner at home, I cook again, spaghetti bolognesa, just like that: put the onions, the pig meat and............hey I’m not telling you my secret recipe until you come here to taste it!!! Booo again!!!!
It’s SIESTA time. Here in spain, after eating your body is trained to sleep. It becomes necessary! I can’t understand why this is not universal yet......Some playstation and chess challenges after, we do needed to eat again, some salad was ok, imagine who made it......a couple of movies on the sofa and went to bed again! What a hard life.
Sunday, golfing time, only for men again.....my daughter never pays attention to golfing and my gfriend is learning yet. My son and I stayed at the range in Castillo de Godmar, an old castle where they arranged the gardens as an pitch & putt course, nice nice place.
My son reached the 100 meters sign ahead with his new club, I’m so proud, he started playing at the age of two and his swing is amazing now.
Time to eat again, another movie and more playstation games, at 7 pm I had to return them to their mother’s house. I was so happy because of sharing my time with them and I can’t wait to see them again in two weekends........
I promise to write again next weekend, so you can see how I deal with my spare time without my children. I think I’m going to ski in Andorra, I’ll let you know!
Charlie in Texas Says...
Last Saturday was the first time this season that I could go fishing all day without any distractions. I went 35 miles north-west of Dallas to Grapevine Lake which holds one of my favorite spots to fish and not be disturbed. Although the day of the week and season were perfect, the wind was nothing short of miserable. My head was completely wind burned after a few hours and I didn’t catch anything for the first five, but I stuck with it and eventually caught a channel catfish. That night on my way into the shower I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and was horrified. I looked like the drumming puppet from the Muppets…you know the one. He yells a lot.
Sunday I slept in until around eleven, only because that was as late as my dog Shelby would allow. I went downstairs and fired up the French press and made a huge breakfast.
After breakfast it was time to take my truck into get washed and change its oil. The guy at the carwash said that “Leather scent” was on national backorder and I would have to go with “clean car scent” instead. Bastard.
Sunday I slept in until around eleven, only because that was as late as my dog Shelby would allow. I went downstairs and fired up the French press and made a huge breakfast.
After breakfast it was time to take my truck into get washed and change its oil. The guy at the carwash said that “Leather scent” was on national backorder and I would have to go with “clean car scent” instead. Bastard.
Eli in Buenos Aires Says...
I'm currently in Mendoza drinking Malbec. I just jumped into an unheated pool and Lady Gaga is bumping on the TV. My feet are really cold and i'm looking forward to dinner.
Monday, March 14, 2011
L.A. Confidential Says...
After getting some bad news, the lady and I decided to go skiing and cheer ourselves up. On the first run of the day I twisted my knee in the wrong direction and had to be taken down by snow patrol. FML.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
I THINK I AM BACK!!!
Today, Saturday, March 12th, 2011 I decided to cheer myself up by going to a flamenco lecture/show at Lotus Music And Dance, which included the top notch dance stylings of my flamenco teacher, Sol, La Argentinita (the little Argentinian), who I hand-picked from the NYC flamenco scene to train with, and who is beautiful and dynamico. At the moment she completed performing today, I found myself bursting into tears! I was crying during the show. Flamenco is the most beautiful and exciting and impassioned thing in the world. I was so happy with this activity this Saturday, the same day that I saw the first purple crocuses poking out of the ground, that I was inspired, after 3 years away, to relaunch my blog- "What Did You Do This Weekend?" The catch is that YOU contribute to the blog. I send out what I did, and/or a request for you fun people I know to post to me about what you got yourself into and out of over the weekend...you send me your description to nicoleabr@aol.com, I post it, and I post supporting links to persons, places, and things you did in the right-hand column, so others can find the info and do them too! I have gotten posts from around the world on this blog, and in different languages. And it doesn't matter if this weekend you watched paint dry and killed ten flies, I WANT TO KNOW! THE WORLD WANTS TO KNOW!!! Send me your plans and let's give other people a fighting chance to be as cool as you!!!!
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