Apologies my friends for the limited updates in the last few days. My work has cracked down on personal internet usage, so I’m being more judicious with my time spent on Blogger. I’ll give you the quick, quick, quick weekend update.
I got bangs. Now I sort of feel like Julie Taylor. If you get the reference—I love you. If you don’t, I tried; I really did.
My camera battery charger is still missing. That’s why these photos are of the utmost quality! Camera phones are great and all, but truly, they’ll only fill the void of a high-res photo for so long.
Julie, Mike, Bryce and I attended the Boston Celtics season opener on Friday night. It was glorious. The Celts solidly beat the Wizards by 20—KG had 22 points, 20 rebounds, and 5 assists. He’s ridiculously amazing. Because I’m a season ticket holder, this lovely sign was waiting on my seat. I think I’ll bring that to work.
But really, the game was all kinds of crazy. I’ve been in the Garden for concerts before, but it was fantastically awesome to see the Celts play on the storied parquet floor and be a part of the full return of Celtic pride. (The Celts beat the Raptors on a Ray Allen 3-point buzzer beater in OT last night, so the Celts are 2-0.) I’mmmmmmm excited!
Because of Hurricane Noel, it rained and rained and rained on Saturday. It was crazy wet everywhere. After sleeping in (ohhhhhh Heaven), I went to Costco, the Dollar Store, and found the Urban Superstore. Think a completely thugged-out Ross or TJ Maxx. Jerseys, sweat-suits, shoes, Baby Phat, Timberlands… It. Was. Awesome. That might just be on my tourist list now. I always wondered where those clothes came from…and for such discounted prices! I’m especially sad I didn’t get to dress up as a gangster for Halloween…
The rest of the weekend was spent eating. Thai, pancakes, Mexican, oatmeal cookies, pumpkin pie… don’t worry. I brought my gym clothes to work today. I’m going to the gym! The triumphant return!!! Mostly, I’m tired of feeling guilty while watching the Biggest Loser on Tuesday nights.
OH. And, I’m having a commuting miracle lately. I decided to give the more expensive Express Bus a try. Hot Dang. I am a happy camper. No more transfer, transfer, transfer. On the Express Bus, I always get a seat, there’s no herky-jerky stop, start, stop, start… it’s basically Awesome. With a capital A. I think someone must have known I was at the end of my rope. That and several other windows continue to open! Isn’t it a miracle?!
AND, I'm meeting my most wonderous fam in NYC in ten days. Then, a Boston-based Thanksgiving. I am loving this time of year. WINDOWS people!