Flipflops in the Rain


oh my gaw, it’s june…

ok. just seeing if you’re paying attention. it’s actually february. (you’re welcome.) and yes, i realize this is the second post in a month where i started off talking about the date. but seriously — where the heck is time going?!

in my head, though, it’s already june. i’ve already outlined a list of events that are going to get me to summer. sure, most of them are tentative, but they’re reminding me that the random five-feet-tall snow piles lining the d.c. streets will NOT be here forever. thank god.

so what’s coming up?

lots of housewarming/going-away parties.
an 8K race (which i should sign up for…).
a third annual kickass st. patty’s day party.
a 27th annual kickass b-day extravaganza (27?! bloody hell.).
a trip to vegas (no — not that one. sad face.)
road trips to and from north carolina —
and maybe up to new york.
many, many trips to the gym! (you had to have seen that one coming.)

that might not seem like a lot, but PEOPLE! it’s practically june already. 100 days till bikini/bbq/beer-drinking season. are you ready?



‘the girl who insisted on coming here’

i’m off to toronto for the next three days! although the 9-hour drive (one way!) makes my already overactive boredom sensors flare up up, i’m looking forward to seeing something new. since moving east, i’ve made a genuine effort to travel around the area and explore. in addition to the thrill i get from mini-adventures like this, it keeps the skin-crawliness to a minimum.

so anyway, i’m off on a road trip to canada with the boys who love to love and hate me. as you can see, we may kill each other within minutes… i haven’t been that far north since the dollar’s value dropped, so i’m thinkin’ we won’t be doing too much shopping. (to be completely honest, judgmental and stereotypical, though, their fashion senses aren’t exactly what you’d expect and i’m ok with not .) in fact, i’m not really sure what we’ll be doing, other than looking for landmarks i recognize from conan o’brien’s toronto stint.

hope everyone else has a fun, relaxing weekend planned!



manhattan equals awesome.

i just got back from a whirlwind tour of NYC*, and i think i fall more and more in love with the place every time I’m there. i love that there’s something to do every single hour of the day. (Unless, of course, you’re there to see the Rockefeller Christmas tree, which apparently shuts down at midnight…?? Bollucks!)

Some highlights:

Serendipity: Yes, the restaurant from that one movie. We put our names in for a three-hour wait and shopped around for a bit. It was soooo worth it (although I’ve since heard rumors of rodent infestations in the kitchen). The desserts were deliciously over the top. We ended up splitting three — Frrrozen Hot Chocolate (exactly what it sounds like, Strawberry Fields Sundae (cheesecake, strawberry ice cream, strawberry topping with whipped cream) and Humble Pie (chunky peanut butter with graham cracker crust).

The Carriage House: A little hole-in-the-wall bar on the Upper East Side that we would’ve completely missed if it weren’t for the extravagant lights and holiday decorations. We popped in for a quick drink after our dessert feast and ended up staying to gossip and watch some movie from the ’30s (think Mae West’s era).

Spamalot: I love going to musicals and plays, but to be honest, I wasn’t looking forward to seeing this one. I’ve never seen a Monty Python movie, and I’ve never really wanted to. Man — I’ve been missing out! This show was hilarious. My stomach hurt afterward from laughing so hard at the silly, tongue-in-cheek, blink-and-you-might-miss-it jokes. Our seats were in the very last row, and the girl in front of me had big hair, but my first Broadway experience was definitely a success. I can’t wait to go back and see Wicked.

Henrietta Hudsen — Bar & Girl: No, that’s not a misspelling. Bar & Girl is highly accurate. I’ve been to gay bars before (hello, Rumors!), but this was a surreal experience in comparison. It was fascinating to see such a diverse group congregating in one place. These women literally only had one common interest. Elise, Sara and I probably stuck out like sore thumbs, but we had a blast. I was apprehensive (to say the least) when I walked in and the first thing I saw was a woman dancing in lingerie on the bar counter, but by the time we left, I wasn’t ready to go. Good times. I’d highly recommend it — to my girlfriends.

All in all, this weekend pretty much rocked. Sure, there were some minor disappointments (stupid Christmas tree) and I’ll be catching up on sleep for a week, but that city is quickly moving up my list of favorites.

*Yes, I got my camera back. Yes, I took pictures. No, you do not want to see them. Photographer, I’m not.



forty two: taura.
December 4, 2007, 8:06 pm
Filed under: 24 words, a few of my favorite things | Tags: , , , ,

your travels take you to the best places. i want to crawl inside your suitcase for all your adventures. we’d have such a blast.



twenty three: aunt cyndie.
November 11, 2007, 1:24 pm
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eccentric, worldly and fun-loving, i always wanted to be more like you. your stories from around the globe constantly fuel my passion for travel.

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seventeen: tara.
November 5, 2007, 8:02 pm
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london seems like yesterday — the walkabout, topshop, pacey, hot aussies and all. i’m so jealous you get to live there again. i’m visiting immediately.