Hi Mel and Liv,
Happy Belated 4th of July. Currently I am sitting at an airport on my way back to Boston after having spent the weekend with Trace and his family in TN. We had a really wonderful weekend staying in Pigeon Forge, hanging in the Smoky Mountains and doing a little bit of shopping.
On our way up into the Smokies we made a few stops to take in the view. Then as we had almost hiked all the way up a path to get the best view, a clap of thunder, we decided we didn't really want to get struck by lightening so we headed back down. On the way back down the path we kept detecting small black bugs on almost everyone we passed, um yes, those were ticks. Needless to say Natrisha and I ran down the rest of the path basically screaming.
and speaking of waiting around, Trace and I have not been so lucky at airports lately, I am starting to think I am in the movie Terminal, is it wrong to try and wash your hair in the bathroom sink, better yet is it inappropriate to ask someone in the bathroom to wash it for you??
So tomorrow we pick up Brady, the Woods (our cousins) dog. We are taking care of her for 2 months while they are away, trying to convert her from a suburban dog to a city dog, wish us luck!
Hugs and Kisses,
Nat
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Hello again
Moe & Nat,
Sorry I have just completely abandoned this, but hello again.
Of the moment, I did a Jillian Michaels DVD yesterday and then went for a run this morning and I am in a considerable amount of pain (sore). Like so much so that I had to put my hands down first on the toilet seat to ease myself down. Seriously, it hurts.. so maybe I need to get in better shape. But I had a great run around Prospect Park. It is one of my favorite places in the city and running there is so nice. There is run/bike/emergency vehicle road that goes all the way around the park and there are so many other people running and biking, and I love it.
The only thing I don't love, is my fear of weirdos. A woman I work with has run 13 marathons and we were talking about running and she told me to wear a hat when I run so that I look like a boy. And to never run in Central Park. So, today since it was rainy I wore a hat to 1. look like a boy, and 2. to keep the rain out of my eyes. First time I've worn a hat running and it worked out, but really not sure how much of a boy I looked like. My doorman asked if I was on a softball team... so maybe I just looked like a lesbian, which may also help in warding off attackers.
One of my other favorite places in the city is Madison Square Park right near where I work. I come up from the Subway on one side of the park and get to walk through to the other side everyday, and I swear they must plant new flowers everyday. I will take pictures next time it's nice outside.
And speaking of the Subway, I've come to love it for the ease of hopping on and off whenever, wherever, not ever worrying about traffic or parking and being able to read or listen to music. But, all of this glory comes with a price. And that price is called flatulence. I argue with Hunt regularly about which is better the Path (train from Manhattan to Jersey) or the Subway. I do agree with Hunt's argument that the Path is less smelly, but the Subway is so much more reliable and faster (usually). So the other morning would have been a solid victory for Hunt... while squeezed into a car on the Q train, I started to smell something... gross....and lo and behold, it was a fart. And a really smelly one, and then another one.... I tried to keep my nose in my jacket, but it was bad. Now, in general on the train, once you are in a spot, it's unlikely that you would move while the train is going. It's only when people are getting on and off do people tend to move around. So, after a little while of people basically holding their breath around me, this one guy, who looks particularly bothered by the smell, closes his book and moves through the sardine-packed crowd to the other end of the car. And wouldn't you know it, the smell went away too! I thought he was running away out of disgust from someone else's stink, but he was the culprit! Hope he didn't ruin too many other people's mornings.
Love you guys!
Liv
Sorry I have just completely abandoned this, but hello again.
Of the moment, I did a Jillian Michaels DVD yesterday and then went for a run this morning and I am in a considerable amount of pain (sore). Like so much so that I had to put my hands down first on the toilet seat to ease myself down. Seriously, it hurts.. so maybe I need to get in better shape. But I had a great run around Prospect Park. It is one of my favorite places in the city and running there is so nice. There is run/bike/emergency vehicle road that goes all the way around the park and there are so many other people running and biking, and I love it.
The only thing I don't love, is my fear of weirdos. A woman I work with has run 13 marathons and we were talking about running and she told me to wear a hat when I run so that I look like a boy. And to never run in Central Park. So, today since it was rainy I wore a hat to 1. look like a boy, and 2. to keep the rain out of my eyes. First time I've worn a hat running and it worked out, but really not sure how much of a boy I looked like. My doorman asked if I was on a softball team... so maybe I just looked like a lesbian, which may also help in warding off attackers.
One of my other favorite places in the city is Madison Square Park right near where I work. I come up from the Subway on one side of the park and get to walk through to the other side everyday, and I swear they must plant new flowers everyday. I will take pictures next time it's nice outside.
And speaking of the Subway, I've come to love it for the ease of hopping on and off whenever, wherever, not ever worrying about traffic or parking and being able to read or listen to music. But, all of this glory comes with a price. And that price is called flatulence. I argue with Hunt regularly about which is better the Path (train from Manhattan to Jersey) or the Subway. I do agree with Hunt's argument that the Path is less smelly, but the Subway is so much more reliable and faster (usually). So the other morning would have been a solid victory for Hunt... while squeezed into a car on the Q train, I started to smell something... gross....and lo and behold, it was a fart. And a really smelly one, and then another one.... I tried to keep my nose in my jacket, but it was bad. Now, in general on the train, once you are in a spot, it's unlikely that you would move while the train is going. It's only when people are getting on and off do people tend to move around. So, after a little while of people basically holding their breath around me, this one guy, who looks particularly bothered by the smell, closes his book and moves through the sardine-packed crowd to the other end of the car. And wouldn't you know it, the smell went away too! I thought he was running away out of disgust from someone else's stink, but he was the culprit! Hope he didn't ruin too many other people's mornings.
Love you guys!
Liv
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Snow, snow and more, well you know….
Besides strapping on our boots, digging out our cars, and hoping for the occasional snow day or late opening, (yes we still wear our PJs inside out) winter has also been filled with hitting the slopes. This year Trace and I went in on a house with some friends in Vermont, right near Mount Snow. It has been, in one word, awesome!
The house is beautiful and has a winter cabin kind of feel. My favorite times are hanging and chatting in front of the fireplace, but I am also not getting too bad at poker, which is slowly becoming a weekend tradition.
This year I decided to invest in snowboard gear, making my official transition from skis to snowboard. The last time I went boarding it was spring break of college my senior year, and Trace and I went out to Colorado. I was doing pretty good and enjoying myself despite the bruises on my knees and bum, it was day 3 and I was ready for some blues, at least I thought, I caught an edge and flipped my board up only to land on my wrist, long story short I broke it, and the emergency doctors at the local hospital seemed not too impressed or concerned, but hey its Colorado.
Anyway all those things aside I strapped on my new board for the first time December 18th and hit Mount snow. It has been wonderful learning to board, and Trace and my housemates have been great teachers. Although at times, many times, frustrating, my skills are slowly improving and I am excited for the day I may attempt to keep up with all my housemates.
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