Foo Fighters

Fernando and I went to the Foo Fighters concert. You know you're starting to cross the line from being considered young to being considered 'older' when those much younger than you look at you in disbelief when you tell them you are going to do something fun like go to see the Foo Fighters. In my minds eye, I still see myself as a 21 year old - up with the times. But, with each passing year I find a bigger disconnect. Like clothes, or music, or even slang. I have to admit though..I still think I'm pretty connected, its just the little things. Let's take skirts for instance. When I go into any store looking to buy a cute summer miniskirt and am struck by how short they are...DISCONNECT. Loud music...DISCONNECT. New funky music...CONNECT. You get the point.

So anyway, I think Fernando and I were definitely in the upper age bracket at the concert (well, mostly Fernando but I will take one for the team) except there were several people around our age who had brought their teenage kids to see the concert. DISCONNECT. And girls with way too much makeup/face jewelry. DISCONNECT. But the concert was awesome. CONNECT.

Move to Queens

All I have to say is that it must be love..
I have left my apartment I Jersey City which I have been in for almost three years. This apartment was really ideal for me for a few reasons. 1. It was fairly large. 2. It was across the street from where I work. It took me three minutes and no cash to commute to work. 3. It was a great price for that neighborhood. But alas, I have given all this up, trading my 3 minute free commute for a one hour and 15 minute commute. Nevertheless it is totally worth it because I get to live with the guy of my dreams who I adore to pieces. Two hours of each day to give up for that is a pretty small sacrifice in the grand scheme of things. I'm so very lucky!

Yet, he made me carry the air conditioner during the move. Hmmm.


Ok, Im kidding. The box was empty.

Red Wagon Rockets

Red Wagon Rockets

I have fallen I love the the Red Wagon Rockets. They are a group of guys who play softball on Wednesday night every week. Fernando is the "coach". When I watch them play it just makes me happy. I know its silly - but it does. I think it makes me happy because I get to watch them really enjoy themselves - you can tell that they just LIKE to play the game.

But most of all, the reason I love them is that they are such good men. Each week after the game, most of the team goes for food and beer. I am always invited to go along, always included in the conversations, and always feel like I'm being taken care of by 8 or 9 new brothers.

Some of them are single- between the ages of 23 and .. Well I won't say. But thought I would throw out an advertisement for them in case there are any of my single friends reading this. Call me if you want to come to a game!!

So,I have been super delayed in posting this due to my own procrastination. The guys won the championship since I wrote this. I have posted a tribute on You Tube . They deserve it. And all I have to say is this: Down with Charter. Down with Charter. Down with Charter. :)

Doin it up Jersey Style

Fernando and I were invited to Vince's family picnic. You know, its always an honor when a friend invites you to a family event. I mean, taking your friends home to meet the parents, aunts, uncles and grandma can be a big deal. Luckily, Vince trusted us (or should I say he trusted ME since Fernando had been to this event several years running) enough to behave ourselves, be polite and still have fun.

My three favorite things from this day: learning to play tennis. My brother and I used to play around on the tennis court when we were kids at our apartment complex but we never really knew what we were doing. I'm sure they probably tried to teach us how to play in gym class, but I am also reasonably sure I was way more focused on trying to look cute and checking out the guys than I was on learning tennis. You see, everything in high school pretty much involved checking out and trying to look good for boys. My friend Kim and I joined track for the sole purpose of getting in shape to look good in our bikinis for the upcoming summer.

The second favorite thing was the food that Vince's mom cooked up. All kinds of grilling, sandwiches, salad, dessert. She was awesome (and besides the food she was very nice too).

And my third favorite part was getting to see Vince's dad's studio where he paints and writes. There were tons of paintings that were fabulous to see where it all went down. And, as a double whammy he writes books (a mere amateur dream for a blogger like me!). Side note...and this is purely for Vince's benefit: Vince's dad was recently on this morning show with Joan Rivers to promote his book. I think its called The View. The ladies on the show only let him get in a few words edgewise, but he did manage to mention that many years ago he found plates of food under Vince's bed when he was a kid. HILARIOUS. On national TV. Still cracks me up cause Vince emailed all of his friends to tell them to watch. The book isn't even about Vince, so its more funny that it came up. In case you are interested, here's a plug for the book...its called "Points! The Relationship Survival Guide for People Who Don't Like Relationship Survival Guides".

Really Simple Syndication

So some of you have seen my "feeds" links on my computer or have asked how to be notified each time the blog is updated. My blog has a notification feature but it only allows you to put in 10 email addresses. But, you can use RSS to see when my page or any other page on the web that you go to a lot is updated. RSS stands for Really Simple Syndication. So, for example, I use it for several things like MSNBCs breaking news page, my friend Dans flickr photo page, and some of my friends blogs. Then, when I open internet explorer, on my left hand side I see a link to the pages I have chosen. If they are BOLD, I know that a new post, picture or article has been added. If its not bolded, same old site. And, the RSS links update automatically throughout the day. Below is a screenshot on how to set up and use this feature if you are intereated!



Step 1 - click the orange box on your Microsoft Explorer Internet toolbar. Choose the RSS option.


Step 2 - when the "feed" page comes up, click "subscribe to this feed". Another window will pop up, name it something you will remember, then hit subscribe.


To see your subscribed feeds, click on the yellow star on your Internet Explorer tool bar, then click feeds. When you see all your links, you can "pushpin" them to keep the window open by clicking on green arrow on the top right of the window. Your subscribed feeds that are updated will show in bold. Once you open the page to see the update on the site, it will no longer be bold.

Happy Subscribing.

Dr. Love

Just in case you dont read the whole thing, please at least read the last paragraph where I beg you to leave a comment for Dr. Love. And then do it. :)

Fernando has this friend who has appeared on my blog once before. His name is Amore Jr (that's Dr Amore to the ladies). Needless to say, he only had a cameo on my blog and his ego was seriously damaged. He felt that his introduction to my online world was weak and exclusive of some of his best qualities. So here we go - the official introduction.

Amore Jr was born a ramblin man. At an early age he learned how to master the ability to pick up chicks just by lookin cool behind the wheel and givin the ladies his cheshire cool cat smile (cool cat was part of the day to day lingo back in those times so very very long ago). As Amore developed into a man, his hands grew freakishly long and he discovered that the ladies were strangely attracted to them. It was at this point that he started to go to any length to work his hands into a conversation. Needless to say, he now finds it difficult to have conversations without intentionally flailing his hands around to ensure they are noticed. His most blatent way of getting proper placement is by use of numbers. He particularly likes to speak of things in threes so that he can show off three of his falanges all at once.



As a side note, despite his player tendencies, Amore Jr. is a good guy. Ladies, he's single. Also, to continue to boost his ego, it would be really nice if you could leave a comment on this post for him. This is an invitation to everyone to participate (ladies, men, children). Feel free to offer support or words of advice to him. Click "comment" below.

Fernando, Me, Bella Chemie, Veronica, Bince

Fourth of July weekend was exciting as usual.

On Thursday we went to dinner and the theater- we saw Spamalot. There is something to be said about that kind of stupid humor. I like a good show now and then where it's just plain stupid funny. You don't have to think too much about things and you can laugh, escape and relax. Even the program was funny to read.

On Friday we didn't do too much, but did end up watching fireworks on the roof of Fernando's apartment in Queens. The apartment was becoming more of *our* place since I really hadn't left there since before our Utah trip. I'm sure Ill never leave now...he's stuck with me and my two doggies.

Saturday we headed out to Sag Harbor. I was excited to go for a number of reason, but most of all because I had never been to that part of Long Island and to the Hamptons and I have always wanted to go check it out. Fernando's family friends live there in the quaint town of Sag Harbor. They hosted a barbecue that day. I surprised everyone when I borrowed the accordion in the house and attempted to play! I do have to admit, I'm pretty rusty but I did manage to make it through one song.

All of the ladies at the party decided to show me around town after dessert. It was a cool little place with a boat harbor and fashion boutiques, as well as charming restaurants. But my most favorite part of our little excursion was seeing the marshland in the backyard of two of the ladies home (Jann and Jo). I felt like I was in a scene in a movie. It was so lush and swampy. It was too dark to take a picture or I would have shared.

I was happy to know that there are *real* people living in that area. Mostly all you hear about are the P Diddys and Paris Hiltons of the world partying it up and giving that area a big snob name. But not so! I met some truly wonderful people that day who could outdo in kindness and generosity.

My next places to tackle on Long Island...Beth Page Golf, Vineyards Touring, and Montauk. Watch out LI, here I come!


Billy Joel's House - really liked the Buoys!