Later 2011

Holy blog break.  I flew back to North Carolina for a very relaxing chill Christmas break which gave me plenty of time to rest up for whatever goes down this weekend. I have never been so giddy for a new year.  2011 wasn't bad but I was never really all that excited for it and I definitely won't miss it.  2012 is going to be great!  I am going to get an "adult grip" on my life. An "adult grip" I think involves something like learning how to save for my future rather than for tomorrow or attempting 6-8 hrs of sleep at least 5 nights a week.  Maybe I'll even start to buy matching towels?  Who knows where this year will lead but I will make sure that it is an interesting and productive one.

Ha who knew the word jiggle could be so funny.

Yep.

Disclaimer

I don't do ish on Monday's, hence why there was no post yesterday.  I prefer to just space out every Monday and pretend they don't exist.  It is just better that way and my week is a better one because I do so.  I did manage to find a bar for New Years Eve and meet up with my friend Alison who was in town for business so it wasn't a complete waste of a day.  Alison and I strolled around NYC and looked at the Christmas decorations.  This is my favorite time of the year in New York and makes the rest of the hectic/frustrating/crazy time worth living here. 

My personal favorite are the big red ornaments...

Obviously you have to take a picture of the Rockefeller center Christmas tree

And as promised... Pictures from this years Santacon.  A huge hit.  I think my favorite moment was seeing a santa passed out in the middle of the street at 10:30am. 

This is at approximately 8:30am still cute and sober

At around 11:30am down in the Financial District.  SANTA'S EVERYWHERE

This would probably not be a great day for you if you have Santaphobia... just a thought.

SANTACON!

Nothing gets you in the Christmas spirit as much as Santacon day, aka the most amazing event/bar crawl EVER in NYC.  Basically it all started a few years ago with a few alcoholic fools (because this is how all great things start) that felt like dressing up as Santa and bar hopping through NYC.  I guess the idea had a snowball effect and every year more and more people started participating to the point that they had to turn it into a charity event (bring two cans of food) just to get by with the craziness of it all.  This is my 3rd Christmas in New York meaning this will be my 3rd time participating in this glorious event.  I will be starting around 8am tomorrow morning wandering around the streets of Manhattan as a Christmas present.  I pre-apologize for any of my behavior.

The first year I was an elf and there were about 2000 people

The second year I was a Christmas tree and there were about 5000 people

This year I am assuming there is going to be double the amount of people from last year and double the amount of crazy.  I will try to take pictures and not break my phone while doing so.  For more information on what goes down on this awesome day check out the website.  http://nycsantacon.com/  The rules are my favorite.


Have a great weekend! ho ho ho

Little Miss Suzy Homemaker

Yes that is what I go by these days, or just last night.  Urban dictionary (told you I love this site) defines a Suzy Homemaker as someone who is awesomely funny and good-looking, and would make an awesome wife, but is not yet one.  Yeah thats about right.  

First, I decided my apartment needed a little Christmas spirit so I went out to purchase a tree.  Finding a live tree in the city is a lot harder than it should be.  Correction, finding a reasonably priced live tree in the city is near to impossible.  I heard that the Home Depot a block from my apartment had trees for a pretty good deal, so to HD I went.  Not only were they reasonable, they were huge!  I debated between the 6 or the 8 footer for a while until I realized I would be spending $80 bucks on an 8ft tree that I would only get to enjoy for a week before I return home for Christmas.  So I go up to pay for the 6ft tree and here is how the next 5 minutes of my life goes:

HD Cashier: Well go pick one out and bring it over here. 
Me: Uh...like pick it up?  Someones overestimating how strong I am now aren't we? 
HD Cashier: Well how else did you expect to get it home?  We can deliver for $20.
Me: No, I can do this.  Delivery is an unnecessary expense.


So I go over to the tree thats already wrapped up so I couldn't even tell you if its a real beaut or not, barely get my arms around it and with all of my force pick it up.  It gets about 7 inches off the ground and I put it back down before me and the tree fall over.  I call my roommate Andrea to talk some sense into me (she's been pretty good at for the past 7 years) and shes short of calling me an idiot.  So I walk back to the cashier with a baby tree that is about 3ft tall.


HD Cashier: Couldn't pick it up could you?
Me: Big trees are overrated and messy.




Once I got home I went to cleaning and decorating.  Here is the finished product:

Chevy Chase is looking a little creepster in Christmas Vacation.


I then spent the rest of the evening cooking.  On the menu- Salmon, roasted vegetables, heinie lights and chocolate chip cookies.  In my vegetable assortment I included butternut squash which I learned is a total pain to peel.  No wonder my mom cusses me when I ask for it.  However there is a trick to getting this yummy veggie peel free, a potato peeler.  Worked like magic and also saved some fingers. That is my only tip for the day.  Overall it was a perfect night in and I have done enough suzy homemaking to last me a solid week or two. 

White girl problems

White Girl Problems (WGP) Urban Dictionary Definition:  Problems that only stereotypical middle to upper class white girls seem to encounter. To the untrained eye these problems might seem like a symptom of being spoiled, ungrateful, and overly obsessed with superficial appearances and material possessions. The truth is though life is like really hard.

It started off first thing Monday morning. I overslept and didn't make it to the gym so I decided to walk the 32 blocks to work  for exercise.  In the middle of Flo Rida telling me sometimes he gets a good feeling, my IPhone was ripped out of my pocket and fell 3 ft to the concrete shattering the entire front screen. Awesome. When I picked it up quickly a piece of glass got stuck in my thumb.  So I walked the remaining 8 blocks leaving a trail of blood behind me (a trail might be taking it a little far but there was blood!).  Even more awesome.   Once I whined to the Apple tech people for a solid 15 minutes, I was told I was in the clear to get a new phone so basically I wouldn't sue.  I assume this means for free.  Wrong.  Once I got to the Apple store they told me they would exchange my phone for a new one for JUST $250 and that's all, good as new.  Yeah, no.  I just spent a ton of money buying new jeans because (WGP #2) none of my old pairs fit anymore thanks to my dieting efforts.  I am pretty sure I lost 7 lbs in my rear alone which I can no longer consider one of my key assets.  I want it back but I can't figure out how to besides gaining weight and I obvi don't want to do that.  See, there is a downside to dieting besides being miserable and hungry all of the time.  Anyways, someone told me I could find a 3rd party vendor that would just replace the glass for $100.  Definitely go this route if nothing else is wrong with your phone.  I convinced the guy to give me a discount if I wrote a review about his company on google.  Done, but whatttt a hassle!  Now I just need a massive rubber case.


If you are ever bored you should probably spend a few minutes/hours on www.urbandictionary.com.  Its my go to for all of my basic knowledge after wikipedia started boring me.  For kicks and giggles you should search for your name.  Its way more entertaining than it should be. 



Christmas wishlist- Really the only thing I want in life, a female golden retriever named Carter.