Cute/Sad/Take me home with you

A couple of photos from the SPCA... how can you resist?

Sledding Videos!

Rich (I love Marcy's laugh in the background on this one.)


Josh


Marcy

Bohemians in the Snow, Round 2

I missed the annual trip to Tahoe last year but the same (or similar) group of people again rented the Tahoe Keys Villa in South Lake Tahoe for a weekend trip this year full of skiing, sledding, drinking, eating, and hot tubbing.

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The Flying Heart Brigade, Canadian Division

Jennie and Inger.

My Canadian cousins and Norwegian aunt came to visit San Francisco and see my grandmother, who is not doing well.

I love love love my Canadian family: my cousins Tara, and Jennie, who just got married, and my aunt Inger. They are a part of my heart and as close as family can get.

We're all big on wine and food so I took them first to Town Hall where they met Reid and pronounced that he got "at least 6 thumbs up" and to First Crush the next night where we drank wine, cried, talked, and then went to Le Colonial for a night cap and 80s dancing.

Laughing so hard she cried.


Sisters.

Dinner at the Jo-tel

Reid cooked up a storm for the Jo-tel in early January. About 16 people, (and a few not of the Jo-tel, who promptly took off when some people lost their pants after the dinner, after drinks, after cards, and while dancing). It was a lovely night overall.

Thrill crushes garlic.


Mise en place.


Pecan encrusted chicken cutlets


Reid looks oh so pretty in Patsy's grandma's apron.


Enjoying the fruits.




S'mores for dessert.



Patsy cleans, because someone has to.


Cards and drinks.


Mark tells us how to play the game.

New Year's Eve in New York

Columbia campus at night, Reid and entertaning artist friend, Jay.

Reid took me to New York for New Year's, my Hanuka present from him. Much eating, drinking, crowds, sight-seeing, friend-seeing and inherent fun ensued. It was extremely crowded but we still managed to see a lot and get pretty toasted in the process.

Reid at Cuban restaurant in Hoboken, where we stayed at the "Barnum Estate," as my aunt called it; Reid's friend's house who happens to be related to PT Barnum. The apartment was above a morgue but I didn't see any ghosts.


Toasty brunch in Chelsea with crazy boys Jay and Reid



Jay and Reid in (unrelated) Cuban bar.

Vivolo's, Upper East Side restaurant on New Year's Eve. All couples under 60 (who were all in their 20s) were sat against the back wall.


Weird building on St. Mark's Place.


Reid in yet another cab driven by crazy man.


If it seems like I didn't take many photos, you're right. Reid took on the duty of trip chronicler and you can see many more photos here:

Reid's NY Photos

A pink tea room. Jay kept asking to stop for coffee and Reid ended up walking into the tiniest, pinkest, girliest tea shop on St. Mark's Place. Jay said "coffee shops up and down the block and you picked the gayest one on it!"
I had fun.

Christmas in Utah

Mom and the Zip.

Over the holidays I flew to Utah to be with my mom and step-dad on Christmas, ski with my brother and his girlfriend for one day (this did not happen), and then fly from Utah to NY for my hanuka present from Reid: a trip over New Year's.

It snowed almost every day I was in Utah which was fun and scary, because my mom was driving. We took my grandparents to breakfast on Christmas morning, when it had just snowed the night before. We went to IHOP, because it has curbs that are easy to get out on when it's icy, and because my grandparents are both in their mid-90s.

On the way back to their home, my mom spotted a "parking lot that just looks pristine and hasn't been touched yet!" and pulled into it and starting doing donuts (or trying to do donuts, her car wasn't having it even when my grandpa was saying, "Accelerate! Accelerate!"). My grandma and I were sitting in the backseat, my grandma teeheeheeing the whole time. It was a nice morning for a couple of Jewish girls and our Mormon grand/parents.



View from my mom's house Christmas Eve

Zipper gets a present. Mom teases Zipper.

View of mountain range from Mom's house.

Me and Zipper in step-grandma's fancy garden.

I walk every day

Every day I walk to work. I live off Grant and work off Grant so I usually take a straight walk through Chinatown. I see some interesting things and interesting people.

Today I saw this. The guy asked if I wanted the next shot to be me holding the pig and then he would take a picture. I said, no, really, I'm fine! and the Chinese butchers watching all laughed.


This one's for you, Nik.

A disgusting video???

I got this email from my mom this morning. It needs to be said that I have ended up in a very similar job to my mom (by complete accident). We're both interactive producers, and we both work with a lot of guys. My mom happens to work with a lot of Mormon guys.

This was the email:

"All the guys are sharing a disgusting video and they won't tell me what it is about...Do you know?"

Yes, mom, I do know. Let me be the one to explain two girls one cup to you, and to share TubGirl with you so that you might one-up your guy co-workers who won't share.

After I explained it to her she wrote back saying that she'd been imagining worse things. Worse things? and that "Mos LOVE nasty."

heh heh.

:)