some things never change

If you are ever sitting around pondering how to change your life, make sure you consider carefully. Remember that no matter what your job, where you live, or who your friends are you will still be the same person on the inside. I don't think Meg and I had any delusions on that front. Whenever anyone commented on our exciting move to NYC, we would reply jovially that we'd still have to go to work, do laundry, get groceries etc, etc. We did however, make a few grandiose plans, if you can call blogging regularly grandiose.

So here we are living in Brooklyn, and the procrastinators inside us are here too. I need a day to shuffle around the house; frankly I'm ok with that. It's been pretty stressful, not adjusting to life in the big city, that part is awesome, but dealing with my new job has proved to be quite a challenge. My excruciatingly long hours combined with the ever growing "to-do" list - not to mention erratic eating and sleeping - have resulted in mood swings and zits.

Liam is busy opening and closing cabinets in search of food, Meg is napping on the couch, and I'm messing around on the computer. We should be going to the grocery store, doing laundry, cleaning, paying bills, instead I spent an hour playing cake-drop on facebook. It's all good, we'll go later. Plus, I had to blog!

We've been making time for fun of course. A couple weeks ago we went to Harbor Days at the Brooklyn Bridge and met up with Kristen. We rode a ferry, and had ice cream - yes, even I ate ice cream, but I don't know that I'll be doing it again soon. We went to Astoria last night to Hope & Robin's for a family dinnah party where I overindulged. Couldn't help myself, veggie chili and beer! Every once and a while I have a moment of ... well, it's hard to describe. Happened walking under the Brooklyn Bridge, happened again last night as Meg drove us home from Queens. Liam and I were looking through the night at the skyline pointing out the buildings, and then I saw the Statue of Liberty.

I live in NYC. How crazy is that?

Wonder when those moments will stop happening. Not for a while I hope.

Michael vs. Prince

Wow. We really haven't posted anything in a while. I've been working a whole heck of a lot. Meg and Liam have been slowly putting the house together, and making sure there are cheese sticks and beer in the fridge for me when I get home. It's felt more like home now that Liam is here. Our house is full of snacks and juice boxes. I've been able to stay away from all the sugary drinks so far, but I can't resist crackers... nor was I able to turn down some Captain Crunch-berries when offered : /. I crack up regularly watching Liam and Moochie play with one another. Liam also has a tendancy to dance and sing when he thinks no one is watching.

We finally got a chance to go out to a club last night. Thank goodness for Meg's closet - she dressed me - I think I looked kinda cute in her clothes. I got to play with Meg's hair, spending an hour straightening it while we watched Spiderwick. With her dress & heels she was damn hot. Unfortunately, Renee, Stephane, Meg, and myself had to wait for Danny to get out of work and make his way to Brooklyn. We sat around in our club clothes, drinking warm beer and playing with Moochie til Danny rolled up. Then we all ran outside to find a pretty hilarious site: Danny changing his clothes in the back of his car. We went to Crash Mansion in Manhattan. It was soul slam night: Michael Jackson vs. Prince, so we all had a lot of fun singing along & making fools of ourselves. Well, mainly Danny & I were the fools, me 'cause I dance like a white girl, and Danny 'cause he is a big clown.

Even with the NYC prices, we all got pretty lit. When we left the club, Renee and I set off with purposeful strides as though we knew where the car was...which we didn't, but oddly we had no trouble finding it! I know I went a bit over my limit, as I found myself kinda teary-eyed, or as Danny put it "pink," due to something that has nothing to do with the fun of the evening (someone hurt my feelings earlier in the day, not worth mentioning). I shook it off in time for the drive-through at McDonald's. Stephane, Meg and I were all excited for chicken nuggets - well, Steph was kinda passed out, but he woke up enough to mumble "nuggets" - none of us realizing it was so early in the morning, McD's was only doing breakfast.

When we stumbled through the front door to find Liam and Brandon passed out face-down on the couches...we left them there slumbering. They woke up earlier than the rest of us, of course, played some basketball, and are currently playing x box.

Ah, to be young and carefree.