Thanksgiving in New York
Tonight I was at a corner cafe in Chelsea, waiting in line to buy a soda* when I got a reminder about how silly New York can be. The man in front of me pointed to a display of bread in the window and asked how much for the turkey bread. That's right, a loaf of bread shaped like a turkey. The answer? $49.95! He seemed to think this was completely reasonable and bought a loaf. $50 for the equivalent of two or three loaves of French bread. Only in New York, only in New York.

Unnecessary
When walking to bus stop on a 40 degree night, it's a rather unpleasant to walk through a sprinkler. Especially when it's dark out, and you can't see it coming. If it were, say, July 20 instead of November 20, it might be a nice surprise. Someone should tell the company next door that no one cares if they have a nice green lawn in the middle of the winter.

A sign I need a new job
The other day I had a dream that I was dating Pete Wentz of Fall Out Boy. Ew. No greasy, dirty emo boys for me, thank you very much. The dream also somehow involved Matthew Fox getting mauled by a tiger, and I was rather distraught. I think that's just a sign that I'm watching too much Lost.

Turkey time
On Wednesday, I'm heading up to Massachusetts with the boy for Thanksgiving with his family. I hope his brother deep fries a turky again this year. Yum.

Another reason I love the Irish

"May those who love us, love us.
And for those who don't love us
May God turn their hearts.
And if He can't turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles
So we may know them by their limping."

-an old Irish saying

Overdue
Guess I sort of missed October. Oops. But this post should make up for it.

Totally Awesome '80s
Way back, I mentioned that I was going to see The Wedding Singer on Broadway. Thanks to our free tickets, we had really sweet seats, and the show was really entertaining. There was lots of neon and even some good Jersey jokes. Constantine from American Idol was supposed to be in the show, but we lucked out and got his understudy.

The Great Vacation Recap
-Day 1: Columbia. We ate Shakey's, drank at The Berg and got some Trops to go. Tragically, we also saw FARC completely gutted. That made me feel a bit old.
-Day 2: We drove all the way across Kansas. It sort of made me want to die.
-Day 3 & 4: Colorado Springs. Apparently this is a hot spot for the retired set. We rented a cute cabin in an RV park, and we were the youngest people there by at least a few decades. Same for the parks and such we went to, except we were a little more bad ass than the old folks and drove up Pike's Peak instead of taking the tram. (After about mile 10, there's no pavement and no guard rail.)
-Day 5: Golden Gate Canyon State Park. We slept in a yurt, tromped around on some really cool stuff and toasted lots of marshmellows. Mmm. Marshmellows.
-Day 6: Rocky Mountain National Park & Denver. We found some really hideous souveniors at the gift shop, so I purchased one for The Boy. (Of course he needs a World's Best Soccer Player trophy. Duh.) Then we visited a friend in Denver and went out for dinner downtown. They were taping a reality dating show at the restaurant we went to. Classy.
-Day 7: We drove all the way across Nebraska and Iowa. It really made me want to die.
-Day 8: Moline/Bettendorf. The wedding spectacular. There were old friends, good music (of course), cake, lots of dancing, and even a few tractors. And I finally got to wear that dress.
-Day 9: Iowa to St. Louis. St. Louis to New York. New York to New Jersey. Ugh.

Kind of upsetting
While I was on vacation, someone asked me where I was from, and for the first time, I had to say New Jersey.

If you love Bridget Jones or Pride & Prejudice (the six-hour BBC version) ...
You'll like Miss Potter. Tonight, the boy and I stumbled upon a special screening of Miss Potter, the Renee Zellewegger movie about Beatrix Potter. (I even got to fill out a comment card at the end.) It's got Renee as a sassy singleton with a matchmaking mother and a penchant for voiceovers. It also has period costumes, an engagement and love across the classes. It doesn't have Colin Firth, but it does have Ewan McGregor with a moustache, which isn't quite the same but still kind of charming in his own way.