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Try Something New

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This week’s Blogenning Theme is Try Something New.

Lucky for me, I actually do that quite often, but this past week I took a class on something I wish I would have learned before my wedding.

I’ve been getting into crafting the past few years and I joke that I’m a middle-aged cat-woman because of my hobbies and the fact that I get to bed early most nights. Also a few years ago, I started attending “Crop Weekends” with a group of girls in the Tri-State area called “Cropper’s Delight.” Recently, they started adding more generalized crafting classes to the amenities they offered during their cropping weekends. I was particularly interested in their glass etching class after I saw Meryle’s various etching projects that she showed-off on Facebook.

After an exceptionally difficult car trip from Brooklyn to Mahwah, NJ, I finally made it to her class and learned how to etch a plate using a Critcutted vinyl template and some etching creme. I was absolutely amazed at how easy this technique was. After sticking the vinyl to the plate and applying a healthy coat of etching creme, it takes about 10 minutes for the chemical process to eat away at the glass and leave a permentant mark on your glass.

I say I wish I knew this technique before my wedding because it would have been much easier for me to create my own Sand Ceremony glasses rather than searching all over earth for someone to etch one for me and send it to me. It also would have been great to create my own favors with the technique.

After I showed Adam what I had produced, he immediately saw a deal on Gilt for recycled glass bottles and ordered me a few dozen with the aim of me taking custom orders off of Etsy. Now what am I going to do with all these bottles? :-)

Move-ember

Not to be confused with Movember which is infinitely cooler (because it involves mustaches) than Move-ember which sucks (because it doesn’t involve mustaches.)

I can report that we have successfully moved me from my apartment in Westchester to Brooklyn. From the second Friday of November until now, I’ve been scrambling to gather my earthly possessions and migrate. I was tired, sick (for the second and third time this season) and overwhelmed by the shear amount of crap I have collected over the past two years. Our new apartment is considerably smaller than my old one in Westchester and will eventually not only house my crap but Adam’s crap as well. I think I will have to get inventive with where I hide store things.

This also meant that NaNoWriMo was also ruined yet again for me this year. I did reach my goal of writing more words than last year but that was not a difficult feat considering how pathetic last year’s entry was. On the advice of a friend, I’ll probably attempt a DecNoWriMo but who knows how that will go considering the amount of birthdays and holidays that sprinkle across the month.

In other news, while not crumbling into a million pieces from the exhaustion from moving, I managed to roll out Redmine 1.0.3 to my users at work with only minimal casualties. While Redmine is an alright task tracking tool, it is a beast and because it is open-source, it’s kind of terrible to upgrade from an old version to a recent version. Our PostgreSQL database had metamorphosed into an harry, horrible monster and I had to do a lot of inventive SQL queries and drop tables to get it to be more manageable.

Now the winter holidays are upon us. Hanukkah is a lot earlier than I anticipated, plus birthdays, and a trip to Pittsburgh for Christmas. I hope I can at least have a relaxing and fun New Year’s!

Penn State University Homecoming

This weekend, Adam and I made the 4 1/2 hour trip from Long Island into Pennsylvania for the Penn State 2010 Homecoming. No, neither of us are alumni, but one of my sisters and my dad are and as a perk for being in the Alumni Blue Band Association, they have the option of buying 2 tickets to the homecoming game. Adam and I took up the offer and the other two tickets went to my godfather and his son visiting from North Carolina. It’s always nice to see him because my dad and him have been friends since the second grade and I am bound to hear silly and embarrassing stories about my dad’s childhood. :-)

The past few weeks/weekends have been quite busy for Adam and I due to work, planning for the wedding and our impending move to Park Slope – it wasn’t really an ideal weekend for traveling to Penn State but since we already bought the tickets, it would be wasteful not to go! To begin with, Adam had a crisis going on at work and we left Manhattan quite late and then we got home and tried to have some semblance of a dinner while Adam continued to work. I then suggested to him that we might as well buy a MiFi (I admit, it’s because I’ve been lusting for one since I heard those existed) so he could work through the evening in the car while I drove. The MiFi is pretty cool, you can buy it at full cost without a contract for $150 and then pay $40 a month for unlimited service. It worked pretty well along Route 80 going through Pennsylvania but there were obviously some pretty big gaping holes in service in a few areas. Unfortunately, our car isn’t outfitted with an AC power converter and he failed to charge his laptop before getting in the car so he only got to do some real work for a few hours of the trip. This meant I did most of the driving and he stayed up until 6am that morning working on bug fixes once we got to State College.

We left Long Island around 10pm Friday and only made it to State College around 3am which meant we missed the free pizza and booze with my dad and his college friends. I went right to bed and, as I mentioned earlier, Adam stayed up to work and then we woke around 10am to try and navigate ourselves to Beaver Stadium for the game while still half asleep. I have to mention that I do not miss living in a dorm at all. We were very lucky to have the opportunity to stay with Jennifer’s boyfriend, Hitesh, who lives on campus because our alternative was sleeping in the RV my dad’s friends rented for the weekend. Both meant uncomfortable sleeping situations and questionable restroom facilities, but at least there was enough room to move around in the apartment.

The game was a huge disappointment and the Nittany Lions lost to Illinois but we still sat there in the boiling sun until the conclusion of the game. The Blue Band, as always, was enjoyable, but I think I was experiencing mild heatstroke because I can’t really remember what they played and only that I took a few snap-shots for Jennifer’s scrapbook of the weekend. Afterwards, my dad did his traditional tailgate, albeit on the smaller side, and we attempted to play an awful game of ring toss interrupted by a few curses and the occasional “I hate this stupid game! Why are we playing this again?” We also visited Hitesh’s tailgate and munched on paneer and chicken marinated in yogurt sauce. We were also treated to the drunken antics of his tailgate neighbors who also reminded me why I chose not to live in Pennsylvania anymore.

We wrapped up the night hanging out with the “Hedgehogs” at the RV made up of my dad’s friends from college. Please don’t ask me where that name comes from because I don’t know, and I’m quite certain they don’t remember either. They held their yearly homecoming meeting, inducted new members into the sacred order of the hedgehog and I think I was assigned the task of creating a web site for everyone and coming up with members only t-shirts. Sunday morning we hopped on over to the RV again for brunch and said our good-byes before heading off back north (but not before we stopped at a RadioShack and purchased an AC converter which promptly blew out our car’s cigarette lighter’s fuse whenever Adam attempted to charge his MacBook!)

It was nice to see everyone but I think I would have also enjoyed staying home instead of spending the time driving just because of everything that’s going on. I know we’ll be attempting to recoup our lost sleeping hours this week!

Isabella and Adam in Grand Central Station

Little Dog in the Big City

Isabella and Adam in Grand Central Station

Isabella and Adam in Grand Central Station

On Saturday, I made the brave decision to bring Izzie on the Metro-North and travel down to Grand Central Station for her first trip into the city of New York.

I was nervous to bring her on the train even though I’ve seen other puppy parents do it, plus it was the weekend when there would be noticeably less people traveling. However, Izzie gets territorial and protective over me, and it was no different this time and she barked and whined and many people who approached me on the platform.

She turned into an angel though whenever we got on the train. She immediately shut up and huddled close to my legs and sat on my feet. She was nervous but seemed to take the same approach to traveling on the train as she does when she’s in the car.

We pulled into Grand Central Station and exited the train to the platform. Everything was going quite well but then for some reason Izzie suddenly planted all four paws on the cement and refused to move even with my urging and leash tugging. I resorted to picking the poor girl up and carrying her to the main concourse. She briefly met with a new beagle friend as we walked up the stair cases to the outside.

The day wasn’t without some messes from the nervous dog, but I think she did remarkably well considering she is more of a suburban, almost farm suited, dog. We will be eventually moving to Brooklyn so really it was a matter of time before she would need to be exposed to crowds of people.

We met my fiancé, Adam at the New York Times building and made a pit stop at a local cup cake shop for an early birthday present! Our little family trekked down to the piers next to the Intrepid where we knew there was a small dog park. About a dozen or so dogs were in and out of the compound through the afternoon while we were there, and while we were hoping Izzie would be more social, after we took her leash off she was apparently quite content just sitting next to us in the shade. I felt like a mommy trying to get her reluctant child to go off and play with other children on the first day of kindergarten!

Adam attempted to get her to play in the kiddie pool that the town had set up for the dogs to play in but she would have none of that! She immediately jumped out and went back to chilling out in the shade. I couldn’t blame her, she seemed to be relaxing and enjoying herself. After more coaxing and a little more playing, we decided to start to head back to Westchester, but first stopped at the Shake Shake in Midtown that we had heard so much about! Luckily the lines weren’t took long and we were able to snag a small cup of soft serve ice cream that we shared (Izzie was particularly fond of the treat!) The trip back home was otherwise, luckily, uneventful and again Izzie was a perfect angel on the train.

Mommy and daddy wrapped up the night by having dinner at a local Italian restaurant that was down the street from my place but in the two years I’ve lived in Elmsford, I had no clue it existed! We joked that it was better that we didn’t know about it, otherwise we would have been poor and fat from going to it often. When we got the menus we picked out appetizer and main courses but entertained the server when he asked us if we wanted to hear the specials. We were immediately awestruck at the specials offered and changed everything we had planned on ordering. :-) Adam ordered a delicious duck that was roasted in, of all things, strawberries and strawberry sauce! We started with the crab cake and for my main course I tried the lemony swordfish. The night wrapped up with a huge slide of tiramisu that we couldn’t finish.

All in all a great way to ring in my birthday! ;-)

I Donated Blood and All I Got Was This Crappy Hospital Bill

The New York City Blood Center keeps calling me every morning. I’m at work so all I see is that I have a missed call on my home phone, they don’t even leave a message.

I’ve only donated blood once so far in my life. The other time I tried to, I was deferred since I’d been to a tropical country and I could have contracted malaria. Now that I’ve donated blood and found to have the universal donor type (O-Negative,) they want more of me!

I’m glad to help, really, but let me explain about what happened the first (and last) time I donated blood.

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