forty five minute hours.

I generally feel like I am in a Woody Allen movie.

Yes, all the time.

Even when I was small.

Starting at age three I would cry on my birthday because I felt that I would never get the year back. And when I was four I was concerned about how I would find not only my locker in high school, but also who i'd marry.

so yeah. Woody Allen. Its not that I feel like the ladies in his films, obviously, just the man himself.

thank goodness for 45 minute hours.

if only...

the upper west side

was not on the upper west side.

sixteen hours of...

sixteen hrs of work until the weekend

when i plan to:

hit up new museaum

eat some vegan cupcakes

finally some hang time with the ever busy S

do some sailing

see the BIT

sleep in

farmers market

sunday am breakfast in the backyard with all of my back issues of the new yorker and a pot of coffee from NOLA

ahh its these things that will keep me awake during data entry.

memorial day at coney island

i was pretty much captivated by this kid and the garbage can.

almonds & HONEY

methodically dipping almonds into honey

is

a

f a n t a s t i c

SNACK!

My love for the Gwanus Canal

My love for the Gwanus Canal is intense. I seriously love wandering around there.

I love it there, all of the creepiness, the weirdness.

it is just perfect.

Despite its Superfund status..it is one of my most favorite places in Brooklyn..

xoxo

happiest tuesday!

i walked by this stand over the weekend. there was not a person in sight just this adorable dog.

xoxo

the garden

the garden is being tended too, pictures to follow...

xoxo

today two very important things happened.

the first of which is above.
the object, which you may not be acquainted with is a deep fried Oreo.
now last fall i decided it was high time to eat and enjoy the bomb of fatness while at a street fair in bk.
to no avail, they were all gone, i went to many a vendor only to be turned away.
epic sadness.
seriously.
sadness.
but today i ate one and you know what.
its no big deal.
it was pretty meh.

it was all build up and no delivery.

on the other hand.
there was always that amazing ball of falafel.
no picture.
but you can imagine:

a ball of chick-pea goodness.

xoxo

my love for.

street peanuts is real.

sometimes i go into the city just to get them.

but spotted near my apt. is street peanut lady.

although they look way to sketch.

i like the idea that they are generally moving in my direction.

but still the peanuts on spring & bway are the best.

xoxo

note to self

way to wash your favorite dry clean only cardigan in the wash.

now its the size of my thumb.

great.

an open letter

an open letter to the amazing lady who does my hair:

dear A.

i am so sorry i keep canceling my Friday afternoon appointments

i am just so busy.

and i think

that id fall asleep on the train there and never make it

i am so sorry.

next Friday i will make it

and i will bring you a Delicious treat.

i really really will.

xoxoxo

p.s. if it makes you feel any better i have crazy hair right now and it makes me want to cry, just a bit...

jumbo artichokes?

these things were HUGE, HUGE i tell ya.
and they made my little day!
cept i couldn't buy them,
i mean really, how to you eat a jumbo artichoke?
anybody? anybody know such things????

a cowboy grows in brooklyn

okay so one thing that's great about where i live is the mutual free stuff i find on the sidewalk.
i have found countless books and furniture and artwork.
the thing is & there is something though.
there are always black cowboy boots.
at least once a week i see a pair, men's, woman's or kids.. its strange...

its like everyone here used to want to be one, is done and is giving the shoes away or is one and wants the shoes.

i for one am unsure of my cowlady dreams partly because I have yet to find my size laying about the sidewalk... xoxo

the most perfect

car ever in the history of cars... if i have to drive i want it to be cute and adorable... and the sparkly greenish color is just perfect. i am in love. xoxo

latte art makes the world go round...

and it makes me especially happy, so excited in fact that I certainly let out a gasp.

not a bad way for wednesday to begin...

flowerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs.

i got some very pretty peonies.

happy tuesday.

i saw this somewhere today online

i do not know the rules about re-posting from somewhere else and once i become less lazy ill figure it out...

but i saw this and i think it just rules....


" we are all a little weird
and life's a little weird
and when we find someone
whose weirdness is compatible with ours
we join up with them and
fall in a mutual weirdness and call it love..."

right now..

i would simply adore some...


figs and goat cheese. right now. or in time for lunch. yes mhmm thats right.

my weekend....

was: pizza, music, octopus, crepes, prosecco and sailing...

mmhmm alright

dear coffee. I love you.

strange

life is strange.