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Thursday, February 28, 2008 ( 8:38 AM ) teahouse Heart-Shaped World I live near a Victoria's Secret, which I pass on my way home from work every night. Apparently the parent company isn't doing so well, so this store is shutting down. Over the past few days, workers have been dismantling everything in the store and hauling it out onto the street. A junk truck has come and gone several times to take it all away. Last night when I walked by, people were walking by and grabbing some of the stuff that was out on the sidewalk - including lots of furniture - racks for holding the underwear and lingerie, for example. As I walked by, two big burly guys with tight t-shirts and bulging muscles passed in front of me. They both looked like nightclub bouncers, mean and tough. But one was happily carting off a pink, heart-shaped clothing display rack, and the other had part of a mannequin's torso tucked under his arm. "This is perfect for us!" shouted one of them with glee. I wonder what they were using the stuff for? It's been bothering me ever since. # 1 comments Monday, February 25, 2008 ( 8:28 AM ) teahouse Focusing on the Important Things Last week I met with a really senior partner to go over a new project. I was pretty nervous about the meeting, even though I'd heard through the grapevine that he's a really nice guy. It was just the two of us, in a large conference room. After spending 10 minutes summarizing for him my thoughts on the project, I stopped and waited for him to say something. He didn't say anything for a few moments. Finally, he leaned forward, and said, "Wow, that's an enormous diamond on your engagement ring! I can't stop looking at it; it's blinding me. How many carats is that?" I knew that I was going to like this guy. # 0 comments Tuesday, February 19, 2008 ( 8:31 AM ) teahouse New Beginnings I've got a new job. A new employer, new responsibilities, a new office, new bosses, new coworkers, new secretary, new commute to work to get used to, new place to get coffee in the morning, the whole thing. It really is true that the older we get, the harder it is to adjust to change. Because right now my head feels like it's going to explode. I do feel pretty good about things overall, though. So far the biggest adjustment so far has been getting one of these. Apparently I'm a person of consequence now, with some high level responsibilities. I guess that means I should start acting more mature! Hahaha, right. Anybody want to go to Central Park with me at lunch today and roll down a hill? # 0 comments Friday, February 15, 2008 ( 8:16 AM ) teahouse  Valentine HurlSo yesterday was Valentine's Day. A day for flowers, chocolate, and romance. How did I spend it? Crouched on the floor of the bathroom, throwing up every half hour with the stomach flu. The Fiance covered me with a blanket. He ran out to buy me Sprite. He rubbed my tummy and my back. He held my hair back while I puked. He said reassuring and sympathetic things like, "You poor thing! What else can I do for you?" When I muttered that I couldn't feel my legs, he rubbed them for me. Every time I got up in the middle of the night to run to the bathroom, he woke up too and asked me if I was ok.
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It was, in all seriousness, the most romantic Valentine's Day I've ever had. 0 comments Monday, February 11, 2008 ( 9:02 PM ) teahouse I'll Be Back I was sitting in a neighborhood bar the other night, when the gentleman who had been sitting next to me abruptly got up and walked out the front door. A few moments later, I turned around and looked at the seat where he'd been sitting. Apparently he had saved his spot while he went out to smoke! I had to take a photo of this..it was priceless. It isn't the highest quality photo, since it was taken in the dark surreptitiously and with a cell phone camera. But if you look closely you can see that the bartender had very kindly covered his beer with a napkin, and provided him with this cute little sign:  And it worked. Nobody disturbed his drink or took his seat. He came back 10 minutes later, took the sign off, and continued drinking his beer! # 0 comments Wednesday, February 06, 2008 ( 4:38 PM ) teahouse Beating a Trail Well, the Fiance is all moved in. We spent 72 hours straight packing up his place. As he's lived there for 7 years, I discovered mold in that apartment that is older than our relationship. Shleppers came yesterday and very expertly and efficiently transferred the entire contents of his apartment across state lines and into mine. Yes, they managed to do it in record time, and with minimal pain to us, despite the fact that we were moving both on Super Tuesday and into Manhattan in the middle of the Giants' ticker tape parade. I highly recommend them if you're moving in New York City. Now there's a pile of boxes almost to the ceiling in my place. I had to beat a trail from the kitchen to the computer in order to write this post. I've been trying to enjoy the time off between jobs. But the day is fast approaching to start my new job, and there is still a long list of things to accomplish and a lot of running around still left to do. Does anybody want an old tv, a used 70s couch, a tv stand with wheels, some old dishes, a recliner with a patch on it, or some old plaid shirts? # 0 comments |
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