the orange shower curtains

So Narda and I went to visit the "Gates" - the Jean Claude and Christo "saffron" concoction that is taking over Central park. My cable to upload photos is at work, and today is Presidents Day, a day to reflect on the greatness of past presidents, so lets go shopping, but that's another entry for another day.... I have HUGE issues with the "Gates" and I refer to them as the shower curtains, but we went anyway. I got some cool pictures, actually, and will post them tomorrow. There is this odd "Safety Orange" feeling to Central Park, and if you look at it in the distance, it looks like a big construction site. There have been some websites devited to spoofing the gates, including the crackers, and the mini gates, an instalation in someone's bedroom. I read about them in the NY Times, and will post links at work. My computer at home is an old lap top, which doesn't even support OS 10, so I do rudimentary stuff here, like order from Fresh Direct (THE BEST INVENTION IN THE WORLD) www.freshdirect.com - and check e-mail.


If anyone can show me how to do paragraph seperations here, that'd be great.

(this is a paragraph test - Cat just showed me, let's hope it works)

Thanks for letting me ramble, enjoy the snow, NYC - it's pretty for only about 12 minutes....

numa numa

OK, I stole this from cat's blog (see below - House of Miao) - but this dude CRACKS ME UP! ok, I must be having link problems, so go here:

Numa Numa dude


Edited to add he was recently on the Today show!

the after effects of I *Heart* snow

This first one is in front of my office entrance, at the bus stop.



And this is that same East Harlem Morning - but a bit slushier (this is a street that is equadistant from our apartment and the subway station...

the performance review

So today I learned that I need to "round my edges" - a valuable lesson, DAMN hard to hear, but I appreciate it. I'm a big, bold, brassy gal, and that can scare people sometimes. It's like I can see it all so clearly now, the previous events in my life where I felt that I was "wronged" - I actually was in the one in the wrong.*insert new paragraph here, I haven't really figured out this whole HTML thing* I am at the precipice of a new learning curve, if only I can stay open and remember....

Dear Abby

this is totaly STOLEN from a mass e-mail, but it made me laugh my ass off, and I don't usually read stupid forwarded e-mails, but this one was worth it!


Dear Abby!

My husband has a long record of money problems. He runs up huge credit card bills and at the end of the month, if I try to pay them off, he shouts at me, saying I am stealing his money. He says pay the minimum and let our kids worry about the rest, but already we can hardly keep up with the interest.

Also, he has been so arrogant and abusive toward our neighbors that most of them no longer speak to us. The few that do are an odd bunch, to whom he has been giving a lot of expensive gifts, running up our bills even more.

Also, he has gotten religious in a big way, although I don't quite understand it. One week he hangs out with Catholics and the next with people who say the Pope is the Anti-Christ. And now he has been going to the gym an awful lot and is into wearing uniforms and cowboy outfits, and I hate to think what that means.

Finally, the last straw. He's demanding that before anyone can be in the same room with him, they must sign a loyalty oath. It's just so horribly creepy! Can you help?

Signed, Lost in DC

DEAR LOST:
Stop whining, Laura. You can divorce the jerk any time you want. The rest of us are stuck with the asshole for four more years!

I *heart* snow!

Winter wonderland in East Harlem this morning…



and on my walk home last night from the subway…



Here’s looking out of our apartment window towards the park….



and here’s looking out my window at work, looking down, towards the street…



The pictures cannot give the entire picture of the enormity of the situation. it’s beautiful, and it’s scary, but it’s also a GREAT work-out to walk through; I certainly don’t need to hit the gym today, my ass feels like I’ve been on the stairmaster for an hour – I HIGHLY recommend it.

I’m *over* the whole FF thing. I have better things to do with my time than argue with someone I’ve never met about a policy we don’t agree on. There’s better places to channel my anger, like global warming, animal abuse, the right for Narda and I to get married, yada, yada, yada….

Enjoy the snow, stay warm, and think of Quincy, who is fascinated to see the “big white bugs” falling form the sky….

Censorship

I belong to an on-line supprt group, called Fertility Friend, and even though we are now adopting, I have bonded with some amazing women there. I HAVE however, experienced censorship and it is frustrating beyond belief! I had a political cartoon in my signature, and it apparantly had a website in its code. Their "charter" does not allow other websites to be displayed. So they erased my ENTIRE signature. That includes my weight loss ticker, my link to this site, some funny blinkies which include: and I am so LIVID and frustrated. I feel violated, and I know I'l get over it, but it's just SO DAMN frustrating. I was reading the NY TImes on the subway this am, and I got so riled up by reading about how Bush wants to repeal the environmental laws passed in 1990 (you know the ones that make plants retrofit their equiptment with cleaner technology) that I'm just in a mood today, but we are auditioning about 200 kids today who want to go to grad school to become actors, so I get out my frustration HERE, and NOT on them.... SIGH.

SNOW!

It is FINALLY snowing in NYC - My heart is SOOOOO happy!
We've been waiting for so long, and now it's here. The only bummer part is my SHOES are SO Not Snow weather shoes. The weather folks kept lying through their teeth, saying we'd have snow. I stopped believing them. Now I'm wearing 2 inch heels, and it's snowing outside..... (OK, they're chunky heels, but heels none the less). Tomorrow, for sure, I get to wear my fun dykey boots, and have a perfectly good excuse - it's SNOWING! Yeah snow! I *heart* snow!

the l word

this show drives me nuts, but like a train wreck, we watch every Sunday....

can the claneing lady come early?

OK - JUST got off the phone with our Social Worker), and our home visit is scheduled for Friday the 4th at 10am - She meets the cats! ACK - Now if only I can get our cleaning lady to come on the Thursday before.... hmmmmm

Now after the home visit, she's just waiting on the fingerprint files to come back from the state and the feds, and then we go into "Pool" - aka the list of Waiting parents....

here come the cats

as anyone who knows me will tell you, I tend to like our cats.
ALOT.
So here is a brief omage to them....











The little grey one was Sweet Pea, and he is no longer here, but that's a different entry for another day. My favorite is the "Cats for Kerry" shot, followed by the cat who thinks he's a stuffed animal.

Enjoy!

are you really reading this?

OK, I had NO idea folks would actually be reading this, so I guess I have to be a bit more dilligent and write something funny, sarcastic or heartfelt.


I am swamped at work, and we are trying to perfect our "dear Birthmother" letter, which will enable a woman, who is pregnant with child, to choose us, a bi-racial, Jewish lesbian couple to raise her child. SO you can see why we are on draft 392. It's been about 6 months since we began the whole adoption process, and I enjoy the scrapbooking part the best-that's where we take a slice of our lives and put it to paper. like here:


I like scrapbooking, but this is a bit obsessive, as we want it to be just perfect. At some point, we just have to let go of the whole process and have some faith...

go here

If I haven't metioned it in other aspects of my life, go HERE:

www.dooce.com

This woman cracks me the fuck UP! And I love reading about her daughter, her sense of humor, and her poop antics. Like in today's entry.

Work poopers unite!

:)

(I woke up this morning, and my hair was still short. damn)

when bad hair happens to good people.

Here I am with the lovely and talented Narda, after we finished the Midnight run in Central park (with over 10 thousand other crazy folks)

I asked for 1 or 2 inches to be taken off, and they took 4 - FOUR inches of my hair - that's 6 months, people.

Oy.

ack! What happened to 2004?!

I was supposed to be pregnant, have an organized home, be fluent in at least 3 different languages, get an awesome job, prepare gourmet meals every night, weigh 150 pounds, remember all of my friend's birthdays, go to the gym every day, send holiday cards and gifts on time so I wouldn't have to pay out the nose to the UPS store, and win the lottery.

But seriously, it's been one hell of a year. Narda's mom passed away, we didn't get pregnant after trying for over a year and a half, and to think I quit smoking! And Coffee! And then gained weight, going back up over 200 pounds, which killed me. But I DID get an awesome job, which I love, truly; I just wish it paid more (I was so used to my cash cow of The Flaming idiots but it's not bad, it's jut the taxes-Ack, they're killing me!)

After deciding to stop trying to concieve and focus on adoption, life got a little better, actually. Narda and I joined Weight Watchers (she doesn't need it, but she joined to support me; I love that woman!) and I've lost almost 17 pounds, and can fit back into a few pairs of pants that were starting to get too small. (phew) The road to adoption is difficult, as we are SOOO ready to parent, but we just need to absorb whatever the universe is trying to tell us, and learn patience.

Damn.