Real BAD news....

So last night I've made a monumental decision to stop sleeping on the couch. It really sucks when you have to DRAG your own leg into the car as you sit down!!! And at the still tender age of 28!! Unacceptable!! So, I found my air mattress that was stowed away in the garage still in its box from my months gallivanting in California. I blew it up... My parents came to watch... in HORROR!!!!!!

"Sweetie... ammm... what are you doing??" My mom innocently asked.

"Well, the DOCTOR recommended I start sleeping on a real surface if I want to retain the usage of my body!" But I didn't say that... I just frased it in a language that would be more applicable to their purposes: "Well, I'm just getting comfortable, looks like I'll be here for a while..." heheheheh....

They both gave each other worried looks. Haaha, OK, now my egocentrical side takes that as them being worried about me and how I refuse to go out into the world and "make my own life" or some nonsense like that... but really I think they're just straight up SICK of me and my stuff crowding their garage! Well dudes, if I had any kind of interest in living on my own maybe I would... but I don't, so I won't! Get used to seeing my face float around the house if ya haven't yet!!! ('Zokay, I sometimes make them dinners... like on their birthdays... so we're even!?)

ps: Kids, think hard before having kids!

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Programma piena

What a weekend!

Firstly, the wedding number 2 was this Friday. Highcontrast who is here in New York for work, went with me. There are a couple of reasons I invited Highcontrast and not anyone else. Lets be organized and list them:
1. he is HOT, thus good armcandy
2. he can converse intelligentlly on varioius topics and is polite (except for a few incidents where I had to tell him not to point with his fingers)
3. he is good with the international crowd, as he himself is a worldly guy
4. there was no one else, but really... even if there would have been he'd be my first choice

I went to the posh midtown hotel that Highcon is staying at to meet up. We got started at the downstairs bar with a drink. A champaigne for me and about a gallon of vodka (with some ice and soda) for him.

Than on to the reception. The place was this really swanky loft space in a downtownish locatioon. It is two floors with a roof area and main dining area below. It was absolutely gorgeous. Views of the hudson river and the most amazing sunset were simply part of the program. Everyone got started on the top with wonderful apetizers of sushi, little lamb chops and never ending champaigne. Highcon and I were actually behaving and being social mingling with the other guests. However the conversation went mostly like this: "Scuse' me... can you take a picture of us??... Thanks!... No, not like that! turn the camera... idiot! get your finger out of the lense!" Ha ha, well not really... but we thought that at times.





















I was so glad that Highcon came with me. And he did his "job" perfectly. Everyone asked me if he was my boyfriend, and I just gave them a little smile saying "No, just a friend". And this was one of those situations where you are happy that no one believes that frase! Of course I texted Nico a drunk text with silly sweet nothings (and meant them).

(Oh by the way, just in case you were wondering, we are planning my visit there. The reason I say 'we' is because the fares are a-stro-no-mi-cal! I must have been holusinating thinking that I can just go to Germany in the middle of the summer, DURING the World Cup and be able to get a decent rate. So anyway, I whined about it to Nico and he said he'll check with his people to see what could be done. Man... sometimes I feel like my 'damsel in distress act' is a bit ovedone... he he.)





















Saturday I woke up at a record breaking 11am! Well I did wake up at my usual 7.30am wake up time, but decided to sleep some more since the blinders were down and the bed was tres-tres comfortable (not like the stupid couch I sleep on)!!!!! Speaking of which, I actually went to see a doctor last week because my hip has been hurting. I had a thought that it was just my muscle in a perpetual cramp from sleeping on the uncomfortable couch... and I was right. I just wanted to make sure it wasn't anything seriously scary. The doctor kept asking me why in the heck I was sleeping on a couch and I said... well its really temporary... I'll be moving soon... She said.. well when did you start sleeping on the couch? Over a year ago... Right REAL temporary! Anyway, I rather have a cramped muscle than loose my piece of mind that this really is temporary!! The less "permanent" it feels the more calm I'll be!

But we are getting off track again...

Saturday I got ready, tracked towntown where I expertly had parked my car right on Bleecker and 6th Ave. What a lovely morning it was. The village cafes and restaurants were buzzing, happy people and dogs were walking each other with an air of importance... birds sang and trees were green! Primavera at its best! But I didn't linger because where I was going was even more chill and pleasant... Brooklyn!?! Yes, yes, there is an area that is very nice in the summer and I love the little cafes and restaurants there. I was meeting my mom at this lovely russian crape house, everything is absolutely delicious there! (Emmons Ave, if you're just dying to re-live my day... the crape house is right underneath Loehmans ;)

What a super relaxing time we had! I even had, salmon, quail eggs with whipped cream cheese, and mom had mushrooms with an omlette, sooooooo goood!!! I even had beer to complete my bliss.

For desert... OHHHHHH mom and I shared, super thin crapes in the most unbelievable sweet, creamy buttery sauce with berries. Yuuuummmmy!

Pictures following.... don't want to overwork blogger all at once! :)

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you know i love my food shots!

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Ohhhhh I had such a blissful weekend!!! Full of dancing, twirling, sunsets, good food, champaigne and red caviar... ahhhhhh!!!

You know one of those weekends full of good wibes and uncontrollable smiling!

Got pictures of it all too!!! ahha!

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A Real Mission Impossible

Oh, I'm sorry, please forget all the complaints about my terrible commute because I just found out that someone else has it much MUCH worse!! I was over at Dulce's house Wednesday night and we were having lovely tea time with my favorite Yerba Mate. (Thanks to the newly opened Trader Joe's right in Manhattan!!!!! That place is PURE GENIUS!!!)

So we're drinking Sssherba Mate as the Argentinians say it, who start guzzling it down as soon as they're off brest milk, and Dulce tells me about her horrific commute to work. First here is some background info, mind you, she lives 3.5 BLOCKS from her job!!!!!!!! She rolls out of bed around 8am to be at work by 9am!!! But apparently living and working in Midtown right in the center, has plenty of hazards... On her 3.5 block walk to work, Dulce runs into problems near David Letterman's studios where there are always visiting celebrities that create crowds! It is simply impossible to walk home! Poor Dulce! Oh, but it gets worse!!! There are also a number of theaters where premiers are always going on creating MORE crowds!!! I mean sometimes there are so many celebrities and fans that Dulce has to cross to the OTHER SIDE of the street to avoid the commotion! Preposterous!!

This brings me to the problem of Wednesday night. It was the premier of Mission Impossible III. Tom and company were obviously in town creating a stir. RIGHT in the middle of Dulce's commute route!!!! The stupid Red Carpet was blocking the path!! I mean how annoying it is to walk right across the Red Carpet that has many hot hot bright lamps around it!!! And Dulce didn't have her sunglasses that day... Also all the screaming fans... I mean, its horrible! Poooor Dulce!!!!!! I'm sorry, even I wouldn't want to exchange my 2 hour one way commute involving 4 modes of transportation for such horror!! But seriously, Dulce is fed up, I mean, ONE MORE time she'll have to walk across the red carpet, bump into another dam celebrity... she might just... omg... I don't know....

Quote of the night...
Dulce: "UGGGHHHHH!!!! That Tom Cruise is just making my commute a Mission Impossible!!!!!"

We feel for you girl...

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New York New York!

You know you are a real New Yorker when:

1. you drink more coffee than a fish drinks water
2. the only wild animals you fear are your fellow commuters
3. sleeping is done primarily from 6am to 1pm on a Sunday, and not because you're partying, but because your bed doesn't fit into your apartment
4. you browse job ads in Florida... (California, Hawaii, Madagascar, Patagonia... Mars) on a daily basis
5. you have learned to hold your breath for at least 5 minute intervals, hoping to get it up to an hour which would come in handy in the summers when garbage smell in NYC is omni present
6. you have moved away from the dreaded manhattan island to greener pastures only to gain a 4 hour a day commute... and still be more fortunate than some others
7. seeing tourists makes your day, because misery loves company
8. have developed a nervous twitching in the eye as the result of endless annoyances that are beyond your control
9. you wish to move to Los Angeles do ESCAPE the traffic
10. when you can say "I'm so lucky to live here" as sarcastically as possible and still be taken seriously

oh brother... I'm so lucky to live here!...

*yep, Sempre Primavera HQ management is away on business so we are being VERY bad...

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To love is to cease hating the subway...?

It was a leisurely weekend. Just a family get together and some wine and chocolate.

I watched Casanova, a prettily done movie no doubt, but silly. The book or shall I say the six volumes are simply exquisite! I definitely recommend everyone to read them.

An interesting quote from the movie was a definition of love is. Francesca's mother said: "Love is when there is no bad weather. When rain and sleet is just another kind of good weather".

Hmm... I guess for me "Love is not seeing ugly people on the subway, its when the ugly person next to me is just another kind of pretty person."

Yeah, NO, that one will never happen! ... Somehow the ugliness of the people on the NYC subways is something way too great even for Love to conquer!!!

I will stop hating it one day... THE DAY I don't SEE it anymore!!!

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