March 10, 2010
So, my brother left for Florida today for Spring Break. I'm jealous! My grandma informs me today I only have 19 days until I move! Yikes! I have way too much to do for it to only be 19 days away! And I got NOTHING accomplished today! I thought I would wake up early and get some things done before work. Yeah...no. Then after work, I went out to dinner with my friend, John. He's my friend I met in Iowa when I worked for NBC, during the political caucuses. He's a native New Yorker, so he knows the hot spots!
Tonight, we hang out in my neighborhood! Hell's Kitchen has some great things to offer! We go to dinner at Delta's. It's an awesome Louisiana-style restaurant! The inside reminds you of the French Quarters, with bright lights, wooden floors, and Louisiana-style music! So much fun! It took me back to the time I flew to New Orleans and surprised my brother on his birthday! Let's just say, I had a really good time! ;) Anyways, for dinner, I had traditional barbeque chicken and sweet potato fries! Holy toledo it was good! And I tried this raspberry flavored beer. It was called, "Purple Haze" something or rather. Apparently the same name as a Jamaican-style marijuana. Of course.
Then, we head to Rudy's. It's probably my favorite neighborhood bar. I've taken everyone there! It's the dive bar I was telling you about with the plastic-taped booths, free hot dogs, and ridiculously cheap beer! John bought dinner, so I bought after-dinner drinks. They have in-house ale, so we tried the Rudy's Blondie beer. I'm not a beer person, but it was cheap! And it tasted pretty good! It had a sweet taste to it, so I think that's why I liked it! They play such good music! We didn't take advantage of the hot dogs, but Brett did when he visited, and he said they were pretty good! =)
So, we're talking when I look over and see this man and woman kissing all over each other. No biggie--we are at a bar. But, I want to back up and say that Rudy's is a bar that the average age is probably about 26 to 27 years old. The man was about 80 and his "date" was about my age. They were accompanied by a rather tall, very dark, buff man, wearing cheap, gold-rimmed sunglasses and a leather jacket. Here is our conclusion: the old man is lonely and rich; the woman is a prostitute; and the other gentlemen is her pimp. Classy! I couldn't stop laughing! Nor could I stop watching her as she climbed all over the bar and groped wrinkly grandpa, all while wearing a mini-skirt a four-year-old could wear and black, ankle-strap heels, probably purchased at a sex store!
This is what crossed my mind: I wonder how she can do that with him? And I know it's gross, but ladies...I know you're thinking the same thing, I wonder what it looks like? It can't be appealing! It has to be wrinkly! Then, I threw up in my mouth a little bit! And what's going through your mind right now, is the exact same thing that 's going through mine! Gross.
THEN we discovered that both of our families came over on the Mayflower! What a small world! We're convinced, or at least I am, that we're 759th cousins, or something wild like that! Cool, huh?? I think so!
Note to self: Start your morning off with inspiration and a smile! Check out how I start my mornings! A quote from one of my best friend's, Dyanna, back home! Have a Happy Thursday!
"Remember, people will judge you by your actions, not your intentions. You may have a heart of gold, but so does a hard-boiled egg. Act in accordance with your intentions. Show the world how great you are!"
"You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough. It's commonly said, but are you living each day to the fullest? Life is too short not to! Surround yourself with good people and get living! Each day is a gift and so are great friends!"
I always tell people, "live without regrets." Some of those people don't listen. You know as a child when people would say, "those who need to listen, don't. And those who listen, don't need to." It's the same for adults! Why do you think that is? I feel sorry for those people. Wake up! Life is passing you by! =)
"Women are angels. And when someone breaks our wings...we continue to fly...on a broomstick. We're flexible like that." =)
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Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Day 76
November 21, 2009
Saturday is an early start. We’re out to find the best breakfast in Hell’s Kitchen. I’m pretty sure we found it! Georgio’s Country Grill has amazing breakfast! Check out the picture below! It’s cheap too! Plus, unlimited coffee? Yes, please! Hype me up on some caffeine in the wee hours of the a.m.!
The whole theme of the trip. “We’re not that far away.” I always say this to Brett, forgetting that three blocks to Iowans is a quite a hike. So, when we eat breakfast on 53rd St., and I tell him we have to walk to 78th St., he freaks out a little. “We’re not that far away?” he says, “that’s so far!” Fun fact: 20 blocks equals one mile. Another thing, I’ve learned to walk fast—something else Brett isn’t used to. I forgot that pretty much every time I took a step while he was here.
So, we make the trek to The Museum of Natural History. It’s where they filmed “Night at the Museum.” I can’t even explain how amazing this place was. The pictures below don’t really do it justice, but it was so interesting. We saw dinosaurs, sea animals, the history of evolution, Indian artifacts, etc. You name it, they have it! We were there for four hours! It’s a place you can easily spend two days in! Brett and I were talking about how insanely awesome it would be to get a huge game of hide-and-go-seek going in that place!
We leave the museum and it’s time for the “best” NY style cheesecake. At the time, I was unsure, so I take us to Junior’s. We order dessert and an appetizer. They claim to be the best cheesecake in the city. Liars! It’s good, but it’s not the best! It’s right off Times Square, so tourists will believe them when they say it really is the best. I know better, now that I live here! But it looks good in the picture, huh?
Next stop, and probably the most anticipated place for Brett’s trip…the Penguin store. Brett’s all-time favorite brand of clothing! He was in heaven! He was like a kid in a candy store, or better yet…he was like a 25-year-old girl, who is broke and just moved to the city, who found a dollar on the street! He got some great stuff and the whole store was an extra 30% off everything! No better time to go!
It is now time to head home and get ready for my birthday extravaganzas! So, I work at The Capital Grille, as you know. And every Saturday, Dan Marino comes into our restaurant, so naturally I have to take my brother there to eat. My bosses are so incredible. I got my whole meal for free, except Brett’s steak! And…Brett got to see Dan Marino, up close and personal! That’s what made my night! The food…I can’t even explain how delicious it is. If you ever have a chance to go, go! It’s a tad expensive, but so worth it! I promise you!
Now, it’s time to celebrate! Being 25 is actually pretty exciting! I have met some incredible friends out here and I was so happy they all came out to celebrate with Brett and me! We went out in Hell’s Kitchen to a few really great bars. One bar, Rudy’s, gives you free hot dogs! Ha! I didn’t eat one, but you bet your sweet cheeks Brett did! My friend Morgan, and another guy Brett likes to call Prince Charming from Shrek, convinced him it would be a good idea to eat one. Check out some pictures below! We had so much fun, we didn’t get home until 4 a.m.!
Note to self: When you know it’s going to be an extremely late night, and you know you have to get up early the next day, set your alarm. You know when you don’t go to bed until 4:30 in the morning, your body is probably not going to wake up at 7 a.m., like you want it to. When you have a big drive and long day ahead of you, a good night’s rest is important, right? Nah! I’m only 25, Brett’s only 21, we can handle it. Yeah…right.
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Day 86
December 1, 2009
I cannot believe it's December 1st! I know I say this about every month, but come one now...2009 is almost over! It's been a long, rough year, so 2010 is looking pretty good! I'm just going to enjoy the Christmas season in NYC for right now. We'll worry about 2010 in 29 days, or whatever it is. It's so beautiful here, I can't even explain it! It puts you in the holiday spirit every time you turn your head. Whether it's wreaths, trees, lights upon lights, or shopping bags adorned with Christmas decor. Sunday is my day off work, and I am going to go window shopping at the major department stores, who have their windows all decked out! Insanely creative and beautiful!
So, yesterday. I know, I know. I need to start getting back into the swing of blogging. So, I'm starting tonight! Yesterday was a good day. I got more free stuff from work! Yay! Christmas gifts! ;) It's a poor woman's holiday working there!
After work, I book it home to get ready for a going away party for a college friend. She is moving back to Wisconsin, so a few of her friends got together to wish her well! We went to Aspen Social Club. It's a really cool place! It has a very cabin feel to it, which makes it very homey. I stay there for a while, have a couple of drinks, and then have to head out to go to work. It's only for a couple of hours, but it's necessity for the holiday season.
Then...I meet up with a kid named Brett. Weird huh? I thought so too. Believe it or not, he's actually above the height of 5'11". You don't see that very often out here. No one believes me, but when my brother came out here, he noticed the same thing. So, for a girl at the height of 5'9", such as myself, it's hard to find a guy that you can wear heels around. He's a breathe of fresh air. However, it gets confusing when he's texting me and my brother, Brett, is texting me. I tend to tell the guys the same things twice, possibly three times, because I don't pay attention to which Brett it is. Sometimes, I get irritated because I think to myself, I already told you this. Or I think, What are you talking about? This text must be meant for someone else. It's highly confusing, so now I have to take an extra two seconds to realize which one is talking to me before I respond. I have them saved as "Brett" and "Brett NY." Maybe I should figure out a bit of a bigger identification gap.
We meet at Rudy's. It's a dive bar, but it's pretty cool. They give out free hot dogs, which my brother took complete advantage of when he was out here, celebrating my birthday! Ha! Anyways, the date went well. I was a little bored when he was basically mapping out the whole Jersey Shore on the table. I don't care where these places are. You're speaking a foreign language to me right now, Brett. You talk like I know what you're saying. I don't. So, I simply smile and nod, and pop in with the occasional, "Oh okay, yea!" =) Hehe! I act interested, but in the back of my mind, all I can think of is the great song playing in the background, how I really like his outfit--the Burberry scarf is a nice touch, how he has a nicely sculpted figure, and how my drink tastes fabulous! =)
We leave Rudy's and head to Mercury Bar. He's a man's man, so he likes beer and sports. Points to him! It's a sports bar. I've never been, but will tell you that I will be going back! It's fun! Let's back up a bit. It's now 1:00 a.m. and I've been up since 6:30! I'm beat, but we keep talking. The topic of Kobe Bryant got brought up and how he bought his wife a $4 million ring. I pop in with, "Yea, but it's a Harry Winston! I want a Harry Winston someday!" Yea, probably not a good idea to tell someone that on a first date. Then...as we were leaving, we were walking outside, and as I'm talking, my gum falls out of my mouth and lands on my scarf. Wonderful! He goes, "Oh. Do you want another piece?" Haha! I say, "Oh no, I'm okay, thanks." Dang it. Lol!
Then! Yes, I know. There is a then! First of all, you have to remember, after two drinks, I get pretty talkative and pretty honest. So...we're talking about dating in the city, politics of the city, stereotypes in the city, etc. I proceed to tell him that because I'm blonde, I can pretty much get away with whatever I want. Ah geeze, Ashley. What the hell? However, it is true. Ask my brother. When he was here he would always go, "Jesus Ashley. People do anything for you out here. You get three packages of Cranberries, I only get one. You get the door held open for you and when I go to walk through it, it gets shut in my face!" Lol! It's true. There aren't a lot of blondes out here, so when people see us, they naturally tend to look. So, why I kept proceeding to tell my date this last night, I don't know. I'm an idiot. He's probably thinking, You egotistical little brat. Get over yourself. You're not that attractive! That's what I would think. Rookie mistake!
So, like I said, he's a pretty cool guy. One problem: he stutters. Kind of bad. Which isn't a bad thing, but I feel bad when he's trying to say a word and I just want to punch it out of him! A text from my friend Dyanna this morning, "Lock it up, Toncar! "I wha-wha-want to take y-y-you out ag-ag-again."" Okay, this morning, I found this hilarious! I was laughing out loud in my cubicle! Now that I'm typing it out, I'm slowly realizing how big of a jerk I'm sounding. I'm chalking it up to him maybe being nervous or something.
P.S., I don't get home until 2:30 a.m. and I have to get up at 7 a.m. Oops!
One more thing: the firefighter that works at the station right by apartment. Holy fire blazes! He's hott! He's probably, and I'm not exaggerating, 6'8". He's so tall and so manly! Everytime we see each other, we smile and exchange the "Hi, how are you?" One of these days, a conversation is going strike up and let's hope for smooth sailing! I have a massive crush on him and I don't know anything about him! Strictly, that he's a firefighter (bonus!), he's really tall (bonus!), he's extremely attractive (bonus!), and he seems really nice (definite bonus!). What more can I ask for at this point in my life? Just a date. I don't think it's so much to ask for! Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Note to self: Be careful and very mindful of those around you when carrying an umbrella. It's not a good thing when your umbrella catches a black man's doo-rag and yanks it a little. Because then you get nervous and panic for a split second because you don't know what to do. Do you confront the issue, possible creating a confrontation that doesn't need to be made, or do you smile, say sorry really quickly, and keep walking at a fast pace? Option two sounds like a great idea! Done and done!
AND! THE NEXT TEN BLOGS WILL BE ABOUT MINE AND BRETT'S TRIP! PLEASE TAKE THE TIME TO READ EACH BLOG! I PROMISE YOU WILL ENJOY EVERY WORD! SHARE IN OUR WEEK AND A HALF OF EATING WAY TOO MUCH, DRINKING TOO MUCH, AND EXPERIENCING EVERYTHING FROM TOURISTY TO LOCAL NEW YORK CITY!
I cannot believe it's December 1st! I know I say this about every month, but come one now...2009 is almost over! It's been a long, rough year, so 2010 is looking pretty good! I'm just going to enjoy the Christmas season in NYC for right now. We'll worry about 2010 in 29 days, or whatever it is. It's so beautiful here, I can't even explain it! It puts you in the holiday spirit every time you turn your head. Whether it's wreaths, trees, lights upon lights, or shopping bags adorned with Christmas decor. Sunday is my day off work, and I am going to go window shopping at the major department stores, who have their windows all decked out! Insanely creative and beautiful!
So, yesterday. I know, I know. I need to start getting back into the swing of blogging. So, I'm starting tonight! Yesterday was a good day. I got more free stuff from work! Yay! Christmas gifts! ;) It's a poor woman's holiday working there!
After work, I book it home to get ready for a going away party for a college friend. She is moving back to Wisconsin, so a few of her friends got together to wish her well! We went to Aspen Social Club. It's a really cool place! It has a very cabin feel to it, which makes it very homey. I stay there for a while, have a couple of drinks, and then have to head out to go to work. It's only for a couple of hours, but it's necessity for the holiday season.
Then...I meet up with a kid named Brett. Weird huh? I thought so too. Believe it or not, he's actually above the height of 5'11". You don't see that very often out here. No one believes me, but when my brother came out here, he noticed the same thing. So, for a girl at the height of 5'9", such as myself, it's hard to find a guy that you can wear heels around. He's a breathe of fresh air. However, it gets confusing when he's texting me and my brother, Brett, is texting me. I tend to tell the guys the same things twice, possibly three times, because I don't pay attention to which Brett it is. Sometimes, I get irritated because I think to myself, I already told you this. Or I think, What are you talking about? This text must be meant for someone else. It's highly confusing, so now I have to take an extra two seconds to realize which one is talking to me before I respond. I have them saved as "Brett" and "Brett NY." Maybe I should figure out a bit of a bigger identification gap.
We meet at Rudy's. It's a dive bar, but it's pretty cool. They give out free hot dogs, which my brother took complete advantage of when he was out here, celebrating my birthday! Ha! Anyways, the date went well. I was a little bored when he was basically mapping out the whole Jersey Shore on the table. I don't care where these places are. You're speaking a foreign language to me right now, Brett. You talk like I know what you're saying. I don't. So, I simply smile and nod, and pop in with the occasional, "Oh okay, yea!" =) Hehe! I act interested, but in the back of my mind, all I can think of is the great song playing in the background, how I really like his outfit--the Burberry scarf is a nice touch, how he has a nicely sculpted figure, and how my drink tastes fabulous! =)
We leave Rudy's and head to Mercury Bar. He's a man's man, so he likes beer and sports. Points to him! It's a sports bar. I've never been, but will tell you that I will be going back! It's fun! Let's back up a bit. It's now 1:00 a.m. and I've been up since 6:30! I'm beat, but we keep talking. The topic of Kobe Bryant got brought up and how he bought his wife a $4 million ring. I pop in with, "Yea, but it's a Harry Winston! I want a Harry Winston someday!" Yea, probably not a good idea to tell someone that on a first date. Then...as we were leaving, we were walking outside, and as I'm talking, my gum falls out of my mouth and lands on my scarf. Wonderful! He goes, "Oh. Do you want another piece?" Haha! I say, "Oh no, I'm okay, thanks." Dang it. Lol!
Then! Yes, I know. There is a then! First of all, you have to remember, after two drinks, I get pretty talkative and pretty honest. So...we're talking about dating in the city, politics of the city, stereotypes in the city, etc. I proceed to tell him that because I'm blonde, I can pretty much get away with whatever I want. Ah geeze, Ashley. What the hell? However, it is true. Ask my brother. When he was here he would always go, "Jesus Ashley. People do anything for you out here. You get three packages of Cranberries, I only get one. You get the door held open for you and when I go to walk through it, it gets shut in my face!" Lol! It's true. There aren't a lot of blondes out here, so when people see us, they naturally tend to look. So, why I kept proceeding to tell my date this last night, I don't know. I'm an idiot. He's probably thinking, You egotistical little brat. Get over yourself. You're not that attractive! That's what I would think. Rookie mistake!
So, like I said, he's a pretty cool guy. One problem: he stutters. Kind of bad. Which isn't a bad thing, but I feel bad when he's trying to say a word and I just want to punch it out of him! A text from my friend Dyanna this morning, "Lock it up, Toncar! "I wha-wha-want to take y-y-you out ag-ag-again."" Okay, this morning, I found this hilarious! I was laughing out loud in my cubicle! Now that I'm typing it out, I'm slowly realizing how big of a jerk I'm sounding. I'm chalking it up to him maybe being nervous or something.
P.S., I don't get home until 2:30 a.m. and I have to get up at 7 a.m. Oops!
One more thing: the firefighter that works at the station right by apartment. Holy fire blazes! He's hott! He's probably, and I'm not exaggerating, 6'8". He's so tall and so manly! Everytime we see each other, we smile and exchange the "Hi, how are you?" One of these days, a conversation is going strike up and let's hope for smooth sailing! I have a massive crush on him and I don't know anything about him! Strictly, that he's a firefighter (bonus!), he's really tall (bonus!), he's extremely attractive (bonus!), and he seems really nice (definite bonus!). What more can I ask for at this point in my life? Just a date. I don't think it's so much to ask for! Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Note to self: Be careful and very mindful of those around you when carrying an umbrella. It's not a good thing when your umbrella catches a black man's doo-rag and yanks it a little. Because then you get nervous and panic for a split second because you don't know what to do. Do you confront the issue, possible creating a confrontation that doesn't need to be made, or do you smile, say sorry really quickly, and keep walking at a fast pace? Option two sounds like a great idea! Done and done!
AND! THE NEXT TEN BLOGS WILL BE ABOUT MINE AND BRETT'S TRIP! PLEASE TAKE THE TIME TO READ EACH BLOG! I PROMISE YOU WILL ENJOY EVERY WORD! SHARE IN OUR WEEK AND A HALF OF EATING WAY TOO MUCH, DRINKING TOO MUCH, AND EXPERIENCING EVERYTHING FROM TOURISTY TO LOCAL NEW YORK CITY!