what a day for a daydream...

i wish that i could take a picture of my office right now and show it to all of you. yesterday i arrived at work to find out that a pipe had frozen and burst on the 11th floor causing most of the floors below it along one side of the building to flood. guess whose office received the brunt of the awesome on floor number seven? that's right... mine. the water had completely ruined the carpet, killed my printer, computer, and telephone, destroyed one wall of bookshelves and most of the things on it, and made my entire office uninhabitable. the smell... oh lord the smell. so... my boss gave me a day off. how lovely right? i ran some errands, swore that i would go home and do laundry, and then proceeded, instead, to do my nails and watch the first half of season one of the L word (i am now hooked bee tee dubs).

didn't get any laundry done whatsoever... which i'll be scrambling to do today after work before my best friend from california gets into town for the weekend.

anyways, my office. the carpet is relatively dry now... with a giant fan/turbo blower on the floor pummeling cold air onto the floor (and into my lungs, so now i'm coughing and sneezing like a crazy person). they've ripped up the trim in here so it looks sort of like a war zone. my phone isn't working... or it works on speaker, which you wouldn't be able to hear because of the turbo fan... so i have no phone. i did, however, get a new and bigger computer monitor, so i feel like i'm watching movies at my desk. tres awesome.

soooo i'm now picking through dried piles of paperwork that were on my desk... trying to decipher the handwriting on the wrinkled pages. it's a good time. thank goodness that i have tomorrow off as a vacation day. two day work weeks are sort of awesome.

i found my heart in delaware...

this last long weekend, i found myself on the delaware shore with friends. my girlfriend's grandma has a condo in bethany beach, so we took two carloads of friends down to the beach. we ate (well), we drank (a lot), we took walks on the beach, went swimming in the indoor pool, some of them worked out, we laughed, we watched movies. and i got to witness a great friend propose to his girlfriend. one of their first weekends together as a couple was spent in the exact same spot last year, so he decided that it would be appropriate to commemorate THIS weekend with an engagement ring. and being the only person in the group that knew he was going to do it, i was ablaze with excitement. i was the secret cohort, the co-conspirator... put in charge of actually putting the engagement ring on the wineglass charm before dinner, and my hands would NOT stop shaking. i couldn't make a bow with the string, i'm not kidding... i was in the bathroom for five minutes and finally gave up, tying it in a knot instead. she was so surprised. they make an absolutely beautiful and wonderful couple and i was just so happy to be included.

we also had a five year old with us (this is the same five year old that i spent an entire holiday party sitting on the floor with playing 'memory' all those months ago, if you're keeping track).



she has that disheveled, i live in a third world country (minus my polka dot pink bathing suit) kind of thing going on.. but that's because we were all laughing and playing tag a few moments beforehand.

i forget sometimes how much i love children... since i live in a world of adults in the city. this last weekend was the most rejuvenating experience. my heart feels full.

when penelope sits on your lap, as she's apt to do while watching any sort of movie, she'll lift her arm up and play with your hair, twirling it around on her finger... and is always holding a hand or something like that. the love and affection of a child...there really is nothing like it.

other women worry sometimes that they won't be good mothers... i don't worry that i won't be a good mother, i know i will be. i just worry that i'll never BE a mother (don't respond to that part... i'm just braindumping).

i'm back in the city after three days of atlantic ocean, fresh salt air, great beach walking, and a lot of laughter. it's a good day.

please smile...

i'm not going to write you a love song...

whatever song is playing on the radio is repeating that line over and over again... i like it. according to itunes, her name is sara bareilles... and i'm hooked. great voice.

anyway... yesterday, i did just what i said that i would do. i went home after work, i did laundry, i cleaned, and i cried. it's amazing sometimes that even the simplist things can be so cathartic.

last night... we baked

coworker J and i attempted to do some baking last night after work. and no, i most certainly do NOT mean the illegal kind... i'm talking flour and eggs and sugar here people, stay with me.

we were overwhelmed with excitement at the thought of making these green tea cheesecake brownies but really, they look like white mini quiche squares. too much butter perhaps?? who knows. but we have them at work and are waiting for SOMEONE to brave the weird appearance and give them a little taste.

someone just sent us an email saying that they are, in fact, delish... right this second. i was going to transition my thought pattern, but had to tell you. success!! even if the nibbler is a young canadian girl.. it counts.

i rather enjoy all things domestic. i really love doing laundry, and cooking, and organizing, and sewing, and all such things. i dont actually like the cleaning part however. if it weren't for the advent of the swiffer, i would be living in a ginormous pile of dust bunnies. i mean if you're going to keep pets, they might as well be living beings, right? can dust bunnies be considered pets? i'm going to look into it, b/c i'm certainly not going to pay anyone a pet deposit simply b/c i abhor dusting.

i tangent... whoopsie.