Ultimate Girl Sin

As I was hanging out at Camp Shpayer this evening. [every Sunday night, I go to Josh Sh and Sigalle's to watch the obligatory TV- West Wing, Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy] our discussion led as it always does to dating, love and marriage.

"If love were enough, I would be here with you now"~ Yes Sho, it was sad, and no I am not dead inside.

Women's friendships are sacred. I mean these two women on Grey's had the same guy donate sperm to them so they could have kids who were brother and sister. Because they were best friends. Don't worry Nacho, our kids can just be friends, no blood relation necessary.
So what is the ultimate sin? I think it can be described in one of two ways, but essentially it comes from the same root. And sadly I am guilty of both them. Which may explain why for much of my life I had equal if not more male friends than the female persuasion, that and my only having brothers.
1) Dating a guy you know your friends like. [It only took 2 years, but Shan now speaks to me!]And I am forever eternally sorry.
2) Stealing a guy from another female. This is almost as bad as dating your best friends ex behind her back or without permission.

If you find out the guy your in love with, has a wife, are you supposed to let him be? When he chooses the wife, is he allowed to be upset?

The more pressing question is, whether a relationship which starts off from one of the aforementioned sins is doomed to failure from the start?

#8227

I ran my first official race. [8227 was the cool number I got to pin to my shirt!] It was 5 miles. The Poland Spring Marathon Kickoff. It was so cool. It was in central park. I got a t-shirt and a medal and an apple! It was way harder than I had anticipated, there are some mad hills in the park.

I met Cara and her friend and we walked across the park together and hung out by the band and waited for the start. The way they calculate your time is really cool. We all have a chip that attaches to our shoes and when you run across the start line it records the time and then again at the finish. My unofficial time was 5 miles in 55 min. I will post my official time when the Road Runner web site puts it up.

Every mile mark or so there is a water table. I have learned that I am incapable of drinking and running at the same time, but apparently very few people are. I also can not manage to get the cup into the trash can, but I am once again not alone in this aspect.

No I did not P on myself (Dov) I managed to hold it in for the whole time. Apparently people who are hard core and do like the marathon don't stop for bathroom breaks. I did not have this problem.

After the race we got water, a medal and an apple and then went for breakfast. Bagels and coffee. I had a really great time and cant wait for the next one.

The announcer when we were coming to the finish line said, "Clap for them people, they ran 5 miles and you sat on your ass!" Hell Ya!

Laguna Beach
So I am obsessed with Laguna beach the MTV "reality" show. Last week's episode was graduation. And they had this montage of everyone getting their graduation gifts from the parents. And one girl gets a trip to Spain. Now I got a trip to Spain, which I paid for after I graduated Law school and sat through Hell, I meant the bar. Something is not Right her...

SUPERMAN
My friend from Thursday night amazes me more and more with each day. Last night he went out with the "friend" again. Somehow they had free tickets to a movie, so they went. Once again he didn't pay. Then they went for like pizza or something cheap like that. And they discussed "world peace" deep into the night/morning. I have no idea how he does it, but I hope he keeps it up, because it definitely makes my life more interesting to hear about. So I have affectionately dubbed him SUPERMAN. Which I think is very Apropos.
Can't wait to hear about the next adventure.

Time to clean up the room and take a much needed nap, 5 miles really wipes you out!

Every Guys Dream?

I am pretty sure a friend of mine had the type of evening that only occurs in movies, or the male mind. He had the Best night ever for a man.
He was hanging out, having din with a female pal of his. Nothing major, nothing new. Then from what I understand (his words were not so easy to decipher) she started having "the talk" with him. You know the we've been friends for so long, why can't we be more one?
The check comes, and SHE pays for the food. So, so far, he has a girl ask him out, and pay for din. Can it get better? Well according to him yes. I hate to speak like this and sound crass, but I am quoting verbatim, "I got action" I did not ask details because I could not live with the visual effect, but I assume some of you guys will be able to decipher the male code.

Now this does sound a little too good to be true? Sure, but he assures me it is a true story.
Even if it is fictional it makes for some good blogging.

My top 10

A while ago, my BC in that special way he has sent me a top 10 list. I decided to counter with a top ten of my own since he deserved an answer, and here it is:

From the home office in Wahoo Nebraska:

10. Blue is my favorite color, it is the color most often found in my wardrobe.

9. Sushi and Taboo, the best combination? I think there is a better one out there waiting to be discovered.

8. No complaints have yet been registered.

7. Because of my knee, I can only engage in low impact activities.

6. I have redeemed myself by offering my wet vac water pump during the flood, and the salad recipes.

5. You get to do my taxes.

4. Four is my favorite Number.

3. Booker would be proud.

2. Spring Training for baseball.

And Number one...

1. Koobideh

My Dr McDreamy

I had the aforementioned Dr's appointment today. It was for my knee.
So the Dr comes in and he is soooooooooooooo good looking. He asks me how to pronounce my name, and instead all I can do is repeat his name, he laughs, I get over it and we get down to business.

Turns out I need an MRI because I may have torn some stuff inside my knee, and guess what the preferred treatment is? PT? No no, SURGERY! Yeah, I'm not a fan so I took my MRI prescription and I guess I may have turned white at the mention of Surgery (or it could have been the detailed pictures and description he gave me- they drill two holes on either side of my knee and put a scalpel/laser in one and a camera in the other and scrape away the bad cartilage) because I got a PT prescription as well. Too bad My Dr Mcdreamy doesn't do the PT, but thank g-d I put on makeup!

The Scene

I survived another year of the Scene. Aka 77th-116th between Columbus and CPW.
It wasn't my best year, and not my worst. It was ok.
Monday night I made the meal at Benjy's. It was nice. I got to meet the other D. I really like her! Who knows what the story is with her and my Bean Counter. But I know it's making me think things... Then, we went to a party [Me, Marylou, Other D, her roomie, Moshe and Stein], where we were the oldest people. My campers were saying hi to me, and then they broke out the Beer funnel. So we went to the "old people" room and hung out. True we could have done it at Benjy's but Marylou wanted to go to talk to Sara. It wasn't bad.
We drank some, played with the air mattresses, and no my heels did not make a hole, talked and eventually left.
Tuesday morning I saw Bad D. She said hi first. It was weird because I have no desire to be friends with her, yet I really wanted to ask how Ship was. I didn't.
We had lunch at the JC gym , pretty much bc we were too lazy to find a place to eat. It wasn't that bad. I saw Adam. Still cute as ever. Still don't get guys. But he did compliment my outfit. It was a lil awkward between us in person I think, but on the phone we are great. I guess we just need practice.
I greeted my friend and Aunt flow so we went back to home base. Afterward we made our way to Benjy's in the afternoon to play Tabboo, where the woman Kicked Ass!
Then it was off to party... Little did I know Marylou would lose steam and I would not be having the fun I had planned or wanted...
We had lunch the next day at Arielle and Dov's, it was nice and fun. Then Marylou and I split, I went to Benjy's (again) and she went to Sara.
I had a volleyball game, so I left ASAP and never really got to say goodbye, but I left her a voicemail.
We lost, but I had fun as usual.
Adam called me to talk (and tell me I looked cute, hence my not understanding men) and I ended spilling to him about the BC. He thinks I should tell him everything. I don't know how good of an idea that is. But we have plans to watch TV tom night. I think I am going to play it by ear.

I am also finally going to the Dr. Tomorrow for my knee.. I hope I can still run on Sunday.

Yeah, I am running a 5 mile race in Central Park on Sunday to get in shape for the marathon of 2007 with Cara from the Gym. If you run 9 races with road runners you get and automatic entry to the marathon. So I am starting now. Wish me luck.

I must finish unpacking and thinking. Speak to you soon.

What is it about the Rain?

What about the Rain makes people stupid? Why is it that when it rains, even a little bit, or there is a chance of rain, people suddenly forget how to drive?

Yes, I was in a slight car accident today. I was leaving a parking lot making a left and this old lady just hit me. It startled me so much I actually stopped in the middle of the intersection and actually asked out loud, "Did she really just hit me?". B"h my car is drivable. My gas tank does open. My hub cap is gross and there is a huge big scratch but my baby lives. [I did ruin my manicure, but I guess its the price we pay]--> Cmon laugh, it was funny.

This lady should not have been driving. a) she was old, b) she had the biggest glasses on I ever saw, c) she has a cane, d) I don't think she even saw over the steering wheel, e) she had a handicap sticker!

So I park my car at the corner, illegally and go look for her. She stops in the bagel store parking lot,thereby insuring that everyone sees me and asks me questions... I cross over because I don't want her leaving the scene. When I approach her and ask her if she is ok she says, "No, someone hit my bumper and drove away" I'm like, "No you hit me, and I am here". So she says, "I had the green light" I reply, "We both did, that's how a street works". Do you see what I am talking about?

My brother is a fireman and has drilled into me not to call 911 unless it's really an emergency. I asked if she was ok and needed an ambulance, she said no. So I saw a cop walk into the dry cleaner. I go up to him and say, "Sir (Cop#1), I know you are probably off duty, but I got into a car accident and didn't want to call 911, do you know the number I can call." He asks me exactly where it happened. I point it out, and he tells me,"Well you are on the boarder between Nassau County and The Estates so I am not sure who to call, I will research" Already this is fun.

A cop comes (#2), he's nice. I show this one where the accident was and he thinks it the Estates, but wants to make sure. This other cop is coming to drop off his dry cleaning too (must be some kind of cop holiday) and they confer (#3) he says, the estates. Cop #2 calls for the Estates cop to come. We chat a little, and I learn that Cop #1 is the 2nd in command of all of Nassau County, I guess I know how to pick em. Finally cop #4 comes, from the Estates. And of course it's the old guy who sits on Bayview and nails you for going 32 in a 30. So I smile and hope for the best.

He does his thing and tells me to give him a couple of hours to get the report, but to call my insurance co. I ask him who's fault it was and he says,"Ma'am that's for the insurance co to decide, it was an accident and luckily no one got hurt, but your two stories match" because I was going to concoct some kind of story where my car magically spins around and drives so that the back of it can hit the front of her car? I envision the old lady magically acquiring whiplash.

The front driver side of her car is pretty bad, but she is ok. The whole time she is telling the cops its my fault. Explain to me, how her front hits the back of my car and it's my fault???

Back to the rain, so Hurricane Wilma. (By the way the fact that we are on W scares me) Its hitting Florida. And they are crazy down there. My cousins with their two kids flew up today last minute because they were afraid. And my grandmother is going nuts. They locked her storm windows and her apt is pitch Black, and all she does is watch CNN and the weather channel. Heck, if I did that I'd think rain meant the end of the world too.

I'm just going to sit still and try to not let things happen to me for the next 24 hours. Let the karma go to someone else, I am done.

How I spent my day

This was stolen from my friend Susanne's Blog:

Japanese IQ TestThis is mad hard. I cheated, and even then it was hard:Click on the link (It will come up in Japanese writing.) THEN Click on the BLUE circle. Apparently, this is an IQ test given to job applicants in Japan. "Everybody has to cross the river".
The following rules apply:
* Only 2 people on the raft at a time.
* The father cannot stay with any of the daughters without their mother's presence.
* The mother cannot stay with any of the sons without their father's presence.
* The thief (striped shirt) cannot stay with any family member if the Policeman (in the cap) is not there.
* Only the Father, Mother and the Policeman know how to operate the raft.
To start, click on the BIG BLUE CIRCLE on the right side of the screen. To move the people, click on them. To move the raft, click on the pole on the opposite side of the river. HAVE FUN!!!!

http://freeweb.siol.net/danej/riverIQGame.swf

Prideless

Yes, I do not have the pride. I didn't make it to Daniel's pride party on Tuesday night. Since I know he reads this I would like to offer a public apology, I really wanted to come hang and drink with people I have known since first grade, but when came down to getting ready and leaving and walking all the way there I just wasn't up to it. Maybe next year I will have someone to go with and push me..

Anyway it turns out I had an interesting dream that night, which should not be repeated. But long story short, it is not a good dream. My dream interpretation book that Nacho made me get at one SOY sale, says it means either sisters or daughters will die. Since I have neither I am not that worried, but my uncle made me say some stuff, and I am going to fast tomorrow and say Tehillim and not go anywhere alone till I break my fast. Pretty freaky no?

My other bean counter, Adam has been making steady appearances on my call list, which is interesting... Nacho doesn't think it's a friendship, she said, " It seems like consulting" I am not really sure what she meant, so I hope she comments and explains it to us all.
I plan on detailing it for you all tomorrow.

Wish me luck. And now I say this with all sincerity in the world, SWEET DREAMS!

Date #2

As stated in 11:00pm rule post the last time Date boy [we need a new name for him, but there is nothing outstanding, although I finally figured out what he does, financial consulting and real estate, any ideas on names?] and I spoke was Tuesday night. The end of the conversation ended up with him saying, "I am looking forward to Saturday night and I will call you Friday to tell you the time".

Friday comes, and the heavens have opened. It's raining, flooding, people are swimming home. So I am not surprised when he doesn't call.

Saturday night.
8:00pm come no call.
At 8:30 I call, no answer. So I make plans with Nacho.
9:01 he calls. "Hey, I got held up but I just wanted to say we are still on". Me,"Oh really?". Him, "Yeah, I figured a movie or something, let me check the times and call you back."

9:45 He calls back, "Sorry about that, I'll be there in 20 min". Me, "20 MIN?? I need warning time to get ready, and what are we doing?". Him, " Ok 30 min? And were going to chill and hangout in the living room (local bar/lounge)".

10:45 He comes. I make him wait 5 min with my parents. That should be enough torture. Besides I really wasn't ready.
We go out. Have an interesting conversation. I am home by 12:45.

Now my dilemma. He discussed our next outing. We discussed our child rearing philosophies. Where we want to be in 10 years etc... But I am upset at the whole late/no planning thing.

I don't know. Isn't this supposed to get easier?
I like him. He's nice, talkative, not a bad dresser, cute, has a job, is educated and comes from a good family.
I think I am going to give it till after the holidays, when we can be normal and on a real schedule.
Let's see where the wind takes us.

Another D

My B.C. has re-united with a D from a while back of his. Now before Bad D there was Good D, Ray's roomie. And prior to her, no D's in my life, so I don't know where this karma is coming from. I have not encountered any other D's in my life that they should be swarming around me in this way... Maybe it's sign.

While speaking of signs. I had a dream about frogs last night. A lot of them, all over. I felt like I was in a plague. And tuna fish from a can. Weird. I wonder what that means?

Dumping Billy

If you have not yet read the book, then stop reading now because I may ruin this for you.

I just finished it this afternoon. It wasn't bad, Typical Chit Lit. But I didn't really like it. For once all the holes in it scare me.
Like why would he be climbing up the vines to the terrace? Did he forgive her? What the hell was that about?
Second, it's not even remotely close to something that could be described as urban dating myth. I mean a guy who people date and when he dumps them they get proposed to? Except for the main character? C'mon!
What's worse is I read an article in the bible (Glamour) that said that movies were actually good for you. That when we watch a movie and compare it to our lives we realize things about ourselves. So I guess wanting the fairy tale isn't that bad...

After Dumping Billy, I started The Mermaid Chair. The Secret Life of Bess was ok, so I figure why not. I can't feel any worse than I do now...

Still waiting for date boy to call and searching for a Monday night meal on the UWS for the second days.

11:00pm Rule

I move to institute the 11:00pm rule.
Background-
Back in my undergrad days I had a friend (may he rest in peace) who had the 2:00am rule. The rule basically stated that anything one said after 2:00am did'nt count.
In special situations (and with Lou,Josh and Tree Boy there were a lot of those) the rule was pushed up to Midnight. So anything said after midnight did'nt count.
It was great.

Last night Date Boy called at 11:00pm. He was returning my phone call which was sweet. But I was exhausted and trying to finish up my post so I could get some sleep. Training and losing 3 volleyball games will exhaust a person. (New black and blue mark has developed in my sleep)
We spoke for like an hour. Mostly with me doing the, "Oh wow, Yeah, and then what?". However at some point I realized that was'nt right so I tried to talk and we ended up getting into some heavy stuff about Israel, politics, religion. Not good second conversation speak, let alone at 11 something in the evening.

So I ended the convo and not too subtly. He was waiting for my opinion on something, and I can't remember what exactly, when I said, "You know it's late, and this is deep, I want to gather my thoughts properlly and sleep on this". I know it was'nt the best move but I was seriously using my hands to keep my eyes open.

He agreed that this was heavy, but he liked that I had my own opinions and said it's really proper conevrsation for a Saturday afternoon. That threw me off guard. Was this an allusion to spending a weekend/shabbat together in the future? Am I reading too much into this as most women do? He did say he was really looking forward to Saturday night. I guess all I do is wait...

Hating and loving the waiting game at the same time.

I wish my punch was spiked with peach

7:00 am wakeup
7:15 eat breakfast
7:30 Gym
8:00 Trainer Bobby. I got a trainer. There was a sale, and I like working out with a trainer. Bobby is great, he's nice and he always works me for more than an hour. I like to get a bargain for my $. The only thing is, he talks. When it's early, and I am sweaty and lifting or pushing weights or in some other weird position, I don't want to talk. But I feel bad. So I make small talk and chit chat. Problem is, I don't remember what we talk about and then I feel stupid. Maybe if I breathe loudly he won't talk as much?

My GAP card bill was late so I was going to pay it as soon as I got home from the gym. To my surprise, I had a $0 balance. Not sure how that happened but I am not complaining.

I had the pleasure of going food shopping with my Mom and Gaga. Always an adventure. Especially since we have and SUV and Gaga is 4"11 with a bad hip and walks with a cane.

Then my brother sent me on a unique errand. I had to buy a bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue. Yeah you read that right. It took me a while to find. But on my quest I learned they make a 200ml version and it sells for $52.99 at the liquor store by me, and Absolut now makes peach vodka. Cant wait to try it. I wonder if you mix it with the vanilla vodka it tastes like a peachcicle?

Then it was off to Volleyball. My team name is Spiked Punch. This was going to be my first time playing with them. Last week I didn't go and we had to forfeit for lack of people. You need min 4 people to play and 6 pple max on the court at a time. Our Roster has 8. Which is great because it means more playing time, but it's hard to get 4 people. I get there and Char and Kelvin are there. We are waiting for Helen, Emily and Cindy. Gabriel and Alyssa aren't coming.
We know Cindy is going to be late. The game is scheduled for 7:45. At 7:48 the ref blows his whistle and declares the first set a forfeit but will give us 5 min for Cindy to come. We are livid.
Turns out the ref thought it was a 7:30 start. We don't want to argue because we don't want the ref to hate us for 2 more sets. All of a sudden Helen and Emily come. Which is great because now we can play. We have no time to talk as a team or regroup. So were stressed and annoyed. After the first point Cindy comes. She is really good. But since we have never played together we weren't up to par.
We lose the first game badly. I think it was 15-1.
The next two games don't go any better. Although we did get 7 in the last game.
After the games we play around and we are not bad. I cant wait for the next game.
It just bugs me that the people were late.

I have several new black and blue marks from the games. I spent much time on the floor. I think its because I am closer to the ground or quick on my feet. Anyway it was fun even though we lost.

I decided to call Date Boy and just say hi. Even though I am not a big phone person I don't like speaking to a guy just to make our next date. I had to leave him a voice mail. I wonder if he calls back. We are due to go out Sat night....

Daniel sent out his evite for the 2nd annual pride party. I RSVP maybe because I am not sure i have enough of the pride or friends. It's next Tuesday night, so come back then for details if I go. Last year it wasn't bad, actually it was really crowded. I hope it doesn't rain.

My job hunt is not going well as I am still un-emlpoyed. I hate when people ask me that question and I don't even know how to answer it anymore. A.A. asked me about it tonight online and I snapped as much as I could via IM. I feel bad. I hope he forgives me before the holiday. I also need to remind him to tell me the story of AS not sure what it means or has to do with. Should be interesting.

11:00pm- Date boy just called me... Stay tuned for more.

Gmar V'chatima Tova, Have an easy and meaningful fast.

Not in the mood

They lost, season over. I cant write about anything. But I must say the season started off badly and I am amazed they made it this far. My one consolation is the Red Sox ;-)

Weekend Re-cap

Since we last spoke a lot has happened... (well a lot for me)
I had a meeting Friday with an attorney who works in my uncle's company. I had no idea what my uncle did for a living until now. His office is on Water street in NYC and the office has an amazing view! So there was no job for me there (its small) but she knew a lot of people so she offered to network for me and wanted to meet me first. I thought it was a productive meeting.

Later Friday afternoon date boy called me. It has been over a week since our last communication, so I was skeptical. Especially since at shul (for those of other religions shul is Jewish slang for Temple/synagogue) I saw his aunt (my old neighbor) and thanked her and told her I didn't think he was interested since he didn't call. The call made me think she forced him to. He was nice. Asked me out for Sunday night, and although I had plans with Nacho, I figured a date is a good reason for a rain check.

Although we went out once, and not for that long, for some reason I really like him. Not in an obsessive way, but in a hey I want to get to know him better way and I have not been on a date that makes me feel that way in a long time, lets not screw this up way.

Sat night I had plans to see a movie and get food with the Bean Counter. He was to pick me up at 9:30. Around 8:30 Adam calls me to ask what I am doing. Thank g-d I had plans, bc even if I didn't I would lie. Who calls on sat night for plans? (other than girl friends?) I do want to get together with him, but not out of desperation. We saw Two for the money and had bagels, of which I had 2! So I think I proved myself Mr.! On the way to the movies, Date boy called to say his bro needed the car and he couldn't come on Sunday can we reschedule? So we did for next Saturday night. We had a nice conversation, and he suggested a movie for next sat night, which is odd for a second date for me, but I can go with the flow. I never made it to PM's friend Josh's band thing, and I guess I wasn't missed because I got no flack for it.

Now flashback a few days. A.A. and I have stopped emailing, but a while ago he gave me his screen name, which is still unused by me. I am totally over any type of relationship with him beyond friend. The question is do I IM him first? Please advise.

Now its Sunday and I drag myself out of bed to go the gym and pray all animals are in their correct and designated natural locations.
Everything is all good at the gym. I spend part of my day car shopping with the bro's which does not end in WWIII so that's good.
Then I take grandma to buy suits, always an adventure. I accidentally find a suit for myself, but its a steal at $42!
I hang out with nacho and get a chicken waved in my face.
finally this evening I cave and IM the aussie. Its nothing special and I am getting tired of working for this friendship so I think the next move is his.

I hope I have no weird dreams, bc Nacho seems to be doing that enough for the both of us.

Does it smell like chicken?
Gnight :-)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PM!!!

Today is PM's birthday. It's hard to believe he's one year older yet less mature and the hair is in dispute ;-). Yet for some reason I still talk to him. I need counseling. Anyway, in honor of said birthday, send him a message... http://blog.myspace.com/nitty002. I am sure he will appreciate it.

Have a great weekend, and don't forget to watch TV on Sunday :-)

This happens once a year

Yes today was my highlight/haircut day. I Loath these types of beauty things so I go once a year, to my stylist dismay. It takes 4 hours out of my day. I have to get them both over with in the same day so coordinating the people takes time. I made this appointment 6 weeks ago.
I am really happy with my color, the cut wasn't anything special, but I wasn't in the mood for something dramatic. Last November I really wanted short, I got it and was so happy. Now I just needed something so my hair didn't look dead. I like.

I have an unfortunate side effect from the raccoon gym incident. I am sore. And not just regular sore, I am used to that. This was debilitating I can't move sore. It's weird. I think I pulled my lower abs and other muscles I have NEVER used. I had to cancel my trainer session for tomorrow morning and he told me to stretch. If I could figure out to stretch the things that hurt I would! I took advil and hoped for the best. Fasting today probably didn't help. I hope I can sleep through the night I have a meeting tomorrow and I want to be fresh...

PM has this friend Josh (I know too many) who just moved to NY from L.A., he has a band that he manages and they are playing this Saturday night. I am sure it will be a great time, come if you can, for info click: http://www.absolutepunk.net/showthread.php?t=89892

Gym + raccoon

I ran out of the house after the holiday ended, (for those of you not of the tribe, Rosh Hashana, where we beg for forgiveness and eat till we cant close our skirts) to go to the gym. I did my thing and when I was ready to leave, there was an "Animal situation" and I couldn't leave the gym. I got LOCKED IN THE GYM. There was this rabid raccoon outside the exit/entrance and they called the police and no one was allowed out. Finally a rescue truck came and we were allowed out of the side entrance. So I did the only thing I could do, I worked out more...

YANKEES WIN!

Highlight of my amazing weekend. I need to unpack and recuperate.. But I hope to post the details tonight.