Bite of the Big Apple

Back from our whirwind trip to the Big Apple. 

I left my voice there.

And I'm pretty sure little Olive left her heart there.

From the looks on her face for most of the trip, I'm pretty sure kiddo thinks the place is faboosh.

I didn't think she was going to understand what was going on around her when we booked the tickets, but one should never underestimate a munchkin's ability to process and appreciate. My baby girl's eyes were wide-open during each stroll and cab-ride... There didn't seem to be a bite of food during each meal out that she turned down... And don't even get me started on the joy on her face when we first stepped foot into FAO Schwarz... Girl knew what was going on. And she was on a mission...

I spy tutus! Oh dear...

Mama, pandas!

And ooh! Extra-large Chupa chups! 

I lick it, I keep it!

Ahh... Vacays are always fun, but boy am I happy to be back. 

Pretty sure she is as well.

She's So Lucky

... "she" is me. I have so much to be thankful for, and it's not even Thanksgiving. A few reasons I've been so damn "gushy" as of late. (Read 'em and you just might understand.)

1) My boss is better than your boss. Being a Henson minion is so freakin' rad. I will be forever grateful for this experience.

2) Le hub and I are in talks to purchase our very own adult home. Don't want to jinx ourselves, so I'm not posting any photos or providing any details about location, but let's just say we are excited. Like, hearts pulsating out of our eyeballs excited!

3) New York bound. Vacay!!! Yes, I'm braving the storms to meet le hub in colder turf. Alas, this love is serious.

4) Max Wanger. He has sent us our wedding photos, and they are beyond wonderful. To be posted. Naturally.

Pictured: Our wedding cake topper as photographed by Max. Yes, I made it :)

In the Dumps

Spotted. Oscar the Grouch settling into new digs far-far-away from Sesame Street.


Fellow Muppets gasped when they heard the news.

(Top photo taken from the High Line. Bottom photo taken in FAO Schwarz.)

Friday, January 15, 2010

Empire State of Mind

Attend Cinematography from 9-12. Drop Beans off at Rebecca's. Pack my bags.
And I'm OFF to the Big Apple! New York, how I've missed you. Le cub and Tiff? You two too :)

Brain Farts

The women on this season of The Bachelor are co-co-nuts.

Second visit to the Smog Shoppe today. With Rebecca. This pug's for her. (Yes, he's sporting a tighty-whitey.)

Kit Kraft of Studio City. Maybe I love you.

New York City, T-3!!!

Do invitations get more beautiful than THESE? Maaaaaybe. I want to make my own...

{D'oh. Smog Shoppe visit has been rescheduled. Folks there are busy. Meh.}