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I heart NY (and Vermont)

August 26th, 2005 · 21 Comments

Here’s the short version of my vacation:

My father and I used to come to this pond to sail my remote-controlled sailboat. I passed by it on my walk, shortly before causing severe pain to my left foot.

Day 1: Walked an excessive amount around Manhattan in flip flops, consequently injuring my foot. I’m still limping. Had lunch with former coworkers Sunshineboy78 and Andrew. Dinner with Uncle Joe and the fam. Discovered that my mother received a BlackBerry for her job, which means that the woman who did not know how to program contact numbers into her last cell phone now has a BlackBerry. She pulled it out to show me, and then attempted to use it to make a call, but finally gave up because “the buttons are too small to see.” Side note: Googling the word “blackberry” returns 3 hits related to the hand-held device; the fourth hit is about fruit jelly.

Sunshineboy78, sporting his new mohawk, and Mydogischelsea, looking like an alien, in the West Village.

Uncle Joe (Rod_Lamour) requested that I post pictures of his fabulous Greenwich Village studio that he designed all by himself—because he’s the best interior decorator I know. This is the kitchen.

This is the office/liquor cabinet.

Day 2: Drove to Vermont. Was very happy to see my camp friends. Proceeded to get wasted. Further injured said foot. Checked email somewhere in between Beer #4 and #5 to discover that my manager at work had sent an email about a staff meeting that I wasn’t going to be able to attend. Responded with the following email:? “I caqn’t matke it. shit, i’m sdrink. drunk. ok bye i can’t be at the siljna fff meeting.” I didn’t get fired.

Day 3: Woke up with an extremely sore foot and a headache. Went sailing. And windsurfing. Hungover.

Per usual, I almost fell out of the boat while rigging it.

Olivia and I out for our maiden voyage. I’m the one in the blue life jacket.

Maiden voyage cut short due to a capsize that left us with a gaping rip in our jib. Oops.

Me sailing my favorite boat in the world. Still hungover.

Day 4: MY BIRTHDAY!!! Hung out with friends, went sailing, and yeah…. ate cake.

Day 5: DAY AFTER MY BIRTHDAY!!! I drove home, my mother made a fabulous day-after-birthday dinner of filet mignon and corn on the cob and salad and potatoes (with StrawBerry shortcake for dessert).

Day 6: Hung out with my best friends from high school. Went to my local bar. An old dude down the bar bought me a beer and never even talked to me. It should be like that all the time.

Day 7: Flew home. The flight attendant gave such a good safety speech at the beginning that we clapped when he was done. My seat cushion was enormous and I felt like a giant when I sat down, which unusual for a girl of a mere 5’4″. Then I realized that it was so large that it didn’t actually stay velcroed down, making the seat feel more like a rocking chair than anything else. Swapped it with the seat cushion across the aisle. Flight attendants didn’t seem to care. That’s why I love Southwest Airlines.

That’s it. I’m home now. Just got off work. My foot hurts a lot.

Yours,
Mydogischelsea

Edit: Just wanted to clarify that capsizing a 12-foot dinghy in high winds is par for the course. It was not a situation of Titanic proportions — no big deal — and might have been avoidable had my blood stream not still been invaded by Magic Hat #9 and cheap wine.

Tags: Life · New York City

21 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Jules27 // Aug 25, 2005 at 11:16 pm

    *sigh* London is fab but there’s no place like NYC. Glad you got the CD! :)

  • 2 Rod_Lamour // Aug 26, 2005 at 2:35 am

    Thanks for taking us along on your VT. trip looks like fun. Uncle Joe must be a fabulous designer as that is the best Village apartment I have ever seen. Happy Birthday Doll Face….. Love Rod

  • 3 TimsHead // Aug 26, 2005 at 2:53 am

    Props to Uncle Joe/Rod for having a combo office/liquor cabinet. I don’t think I could be very productive in such a setup.The occasional boating accident and minor (we hope) injury notwithstanding, looks and sounds like a great birthday week!

  • 4 TimsHead // Aug 26, 2005 at 2:54 am

    Er, not Rod, that’s a different uncle. I need coffee! Preferably in a container the size in my profile pic.Anyway, yes, your travel stories delight all of us who didn’t accompany you. A sign of a gifted writer.

  • 5 sunshineboy78 // Aug 26, 2005 at 3:54 am

    First to have my anorexic moment – I look so fat in that picture.
    Okay, now that’s over with, you go to the prettiest places.  And not just your Uncle Joe’s apartment.

  • 6 fern_forest // Aug 26, 2005 at 5:49 am

    great pic’s!  sunshine boy is hot.  i’d never thought of putting a liquor cabinet in my office.  that’s smart thinking ;-) .  happy belated birthday!  ryc:  gainesville, FL.  been here for 6 weeks now.  what can i say?  it’s tropical.

  • 7 fern_forest // Aug 26, 2005 at 5:50 am

    jitterbug perfume is my favorite novel of his.  though skinny legs and all gives it a run for it’s money.  i had no idea that sex and the city has a soundtrack.  is it good?

  • 8 AZcowboy // Aug 26, 2005 at 6:13 am

    I can’t believe the boat flipped over? Good to see you were wearing your blue life jacket.
    I miss Southwest airlines…..

  • 9 visitamanda // Aug 26, 2005 at 6:38 am

    love it. makes me long for a trip to the east.p.s. just browsed all your left-side modules—brilliant! I can truly admire someone who requests typos be pointed out.

  • 10 PhishChica // Aug 26, 2005 at 9:02 am

    That sounds like it was the perfect vacation. Why not sail hungover? Just shows everyone else out there that you had a blast the night before.Uncle Joe has a great looking place. Love the liquor cabinet next to the desk. Perfection.RYC: You’re right, at least it was Yankee Stadium. I did havea blast with our friends adn his family though, so all was not lost. But, it was an odd day to say the least. I may go into more detail now that I’ve calmed down.

  • 11 rubyblue123 // Aug 26, 2005 at 9:30 am

    I get this funny image of you on your airline cushion – like a kid sitting on a pillow at the “grown up” table. ryc: yes indeed it’s true. The chemicals excreted differ whether they’re happy or sad tears too.

  • 12 Branna // Aug 26, 2005 at 9:50 am

    Happy birthday! That sounds like a nice trip. :-)

  • 13 Lucy_the_Valiant // Aug 26, 2005 at 9:52 am

    O.O great pictures especially the 5th and 6th one. Wow! looks wonderful.~rivkah

  • 14 colette_and_moi // Aug 26, 2005 at 11:43 am

    Ok, whoa, hold the phone here. Franzia? Doesn’t that come in a box? I’m frightened for your blood stream–maybe even your life.
    Growing up and wandering around NYC seems so exotic to me. It’s akin to living in Europe somewhere I think, but what the hell do I know, I’ve never been to either which is a goddamned shame ’cause my brother lives and has lived in NYC for some 30 plus years and I’ve  never visited him. Hmm… guess that makes me an awful sister or just a bad traveler.
    ryc: The chairs remark made me go back and look again and laugh out loud. Hadn’t thought of them in that way. I’ll have to recruit the family to naming each one. We could use sharpies and put their names on the backs like they do on directors chairs. Wow, we just have soo much fun around here.

  • 15 Gnarlysurf // Aug 26, 2005 at 2:43 pm

    Hey! Ok I am going to be honest. I did not really read you post. Instead I just looked at the pictures and assumed you wrote about them. I would read it but I am in a rush to read eveyone’s as I have neglected xanga for 24 hours (in the commenting department) and so I need to catch up. Sure Xanga is nice and cheer and whatnot but shesh if you don’t comment on people’s sites within 24 hours I get all kids of emails wondering where I am and if I’m ok. Waaaaay strange. Glad you had fun in the Greenmountain state. I like the pic of you laying on the boat – rigging it I would assume if I actually read. You don’t like like an alien (I read that part). You are kinda europeen – just not overly. Ok I must make food now. Cherio….and cheers…and whatever else the Britts say. Brilliant!!

  • 16 thinlizzy17 // Aug 26, 2005 at 5:10 pm

    Great photos!  It looks like a great vacation.  When I buy my next house I may have to have your uncle design the kitchen.  His is too lovely.
    I might be the only person I know who just can’t stomach #9.  Why must beer taste like fruit?!

  • 17 Ed_Kaz // Aug 26, 2005 at 7:46 pm

    Hey! You went to all my New York hangouts. Cool.RYC Thanks for the great whipped cream commentary.Kaz

  • 18 Coccinella // Aug 26, 2005 at 8:47 pm

    wow thanks for sharing the pics!! you’re so pretty!! and that guy sunshine boy he’s a hottie if i do say so myself…hey i wanted to thank you for your concern for my safety!! my xanga family was more concerned than my biological family..how sweet!!! take care..ciao :)

  • 19 AZcowboy // Aug 26, 2005 at 8:52 pm

    Venti is Starbucks Large…..they have Venti, Grande and Tall…..How long did you live in NYC where there is a Starbucks on every coner :)  
    Usually they put 6 pumps of chocolate into a Venti so I’ve cut it down a bit and I asked for sugar free but they don’t have the sugar free syrup ;(

  • 20 Hillary__Clinton // Aug 26, 2005 at 11:32 pm

    We know our daughter is ugly but you don’t have to make an issue out of it, let alone a blog title.  Who do you think you are?  I’ll bet you’re a Rebuttlican, too, aren’t you.  Douchebags like you should be sent to Cuba, and now that I’m in the Senate and I’ve got REAL power, and baby I am POWERFUL, I am going to have you deported.  Chelsea’s not ugly.  She’s just a little homely, that’s all. 

    the wife of the former president of the united states,
    Senator Hillary  Clinton

  • 21 chublin // Aug 27, 2005 at 7:15 am

    but YOU’RE american… Nice pics. Esp the first one.