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Fall 2015 in NYC: What’s not to love

23 Oct

Well, yes, I’ve been a bad girl.  I haven’t kept up my New Year’s resolution to be more faithful about posting in my blog.  Shame on me, but, I do have a busy life, and, it can be hard to find the time and energy to post.  Regardless, I am going to make more of an effort.  I know I say that every single time, but, I do mean it.  I just have to execute it!

As Meg Ryan says in “You’ve Got Mail” don’t you love Fall?  Actually the exact quote is “Don’t you love New York in the Fall?”  Gary and I have so much going on from what promises to be a fantastic Halloween party at our friend Amanda Cumming‘s place to getting ready for Thanksgiving and Christmas, and, New Year’s Eve.  Oh sure, some cynic out there will say the leaves in Central Park haven’t changed yet, and, the weather’s been too warm, but, it doesn’t change what time of year it is and that’s the part to focus on.  I mean, sure, I’d love to see more explosive Fall colors in the trees and foliage, but, and, admittedly, it is a bit bizarre to see people ice skating at Rockefeller Center with short sleeve shirts but, it is such a busy and fun time of year, I don’t know why I used to hate it so much.

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Maybe things will start feeling more like Fall next weekend.  After all, what’s Halloween without the crunch, crunch, crunch of leaves as you walk on the sidewalk?  And, with the opening of the Bryant Park Holiday Village next Friday (October 30th) and the New York Marathon on Sunday, November 1st.  Maybe the weather will catch up with the calendar and things will start to feel more like true Fall.

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‘Twas the Night Before Christmas – by Clement Clarke Moore

24 Dec

From myself and Gary have a happy and save and very Merry Christmas!

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‘Twas the Night Before Christmas”
(or A Visit from St. Nicholas)
by Clement Clarke Moore

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
And Mama in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of midday to objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came,
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:

“Now Dasher! Now Dancer!
Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid!
On, Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch!
To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
so up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too,

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes–how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
and the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
that shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
and filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall

3 Dec

It’s a rainy and unusually slow day at work for me in New York so I decided to blow the dust off my blog here and actually make an entry.  The funny thing is the thing that led me to this entry is something I blogged about last January.  It’s basically about how self centered people are on social media, and, how sofasomeone I once thought was great and even admired lost much of her appeal after reading her Facebook page and her blog droning on and on about “her”.  And, admittedly, yes, Facebook and blogs are a place to share your thoughts and happenings with your friends and online friends.  The thing about this person is that she was kind of in the limelight for a brief spell, and, she continues to harp on the subjects of the past – old boyfriends, ex husband, things that happened 20 years ago or even longer ago.  She rarely mentions what’s happening now (other than to promote her business, which, frankly, is pretty crappy, but, she’s managing to make a living at it, so more power to her.)

Anyhow, as I said, today has been usually slow so I did resort to going through Facebook, and, just for the heck of it, I went to this person’s page.  Almost a year later and nothing has changed.  It’s all about her, and, the point I’m trying to make here is I’m kicking myself for ever thinking this person was worth being friends with and that I thought she had some really cool things going on in her life.  At one time it was true, but, not now.  And, it just makes me so grateful that I’m not going down that same path.

The one thing Gary (my lovable husband) does is keep me focused on the here and now, and, the future.  He always tells me we can’t change the past, and, there is no point in dwelling on what we can’t change.  And, he’s right.  After all this past year we bought a summer/weekend house in the Hamptons, we’re taking two W991569-3ONDERFUL vacations this year. (Meaning 2015) – we’re going back to Paris to finish a vacation that was interrupted, and, then we’re heading to Germany for an entire month.  So lots of things to look forward to including Christmas which I can’t believe is almost here.

I mean, honestly, where did this year go?  It’s December 3rd!  And, we were going to go to the Rockefeller Center tree lighting tonight, but, there weather doesn’t seem to be clearing up as the weatherman was saying, so, we’re going with Plan B, and, having friends over to our place to watch the lighting, and, we’re making a small party of out it.  And, that’s one thing that this person I’m referring to never does – she never discusses what’s happening now or how she turned something that was a bit of a downer into something more positive, and, I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m growing up, and, you know what?  I like it! 😀  And, I am so happy just to be me, and, have a life worth writing about in the moment instead of harping on things from my past.

Cigars

29 Jul

I’m not sure how many people are aware that smells can trigger memories, but, that is exactly what happened to me today.  I am not a smoker, in fact, no one in my family smokes except for my late Uncle Rick.  Anyhow, I was walking to work this morning and someone smoking a cigar passed by me.  And, that triggered the memory of my Uncle Rick.

new-classic-box_cigars_webI couldn’t tell you what brand the cigar was but I did know it smelled like the brand Uncle Rick always had, and, it wasn’t a bad memory, in fact, just the opposite.  Smelling that cigar got me thinking about the holidays and being at my Grandmother’s house helping her get Thanksgiving or Christmas Eve dinner ready.  The women in the kitchen, the men in the family room (usually with a football game blasting.)  And strangely enough that cigar smell gave me a warm fuzzy feeling of family and belonging.  Kind of nice when you’re living in a city like New York where people do not look you in the eye or apologize when they crash into you.

And even though I have no plans to start smoking cigars anytime soon, I am forever grateful that whoever passed me on the sidewalk today triggered that memory.  The only negative thing is…. I want to go home and cook a turkey dinner or make a pumpkin pie, and, given that’s it is July, and, putting the oven on heats up the entire apartment, I’ll have to find another outlet for myself.  Maybe I’ll even go out and buy a cigar and smoke it 😀

Nah! But, maybe Gary will!! 😀

Surviving The Holidays

6 Dec

Somehow, and, I’m still scratching my head, I pulled off Thanksgiving.  My parents were happy.  Gary’s parents were happy.  Brothers, sisters, extended family and friends were all happy.  Go figure!  I thought my hosting Thanksgiving this year would turn into one of those stories of family legend.  I already had it playing out in my mind… “Remember the Thanksgiving when Rose almost burnt the house down” or “Remember the Thanksgiving Rose gave us all food poisoning!”  LOL  It’s amazing how we build things up in our minds and imagine the worst outcomes possible… To say I am happy and relieved is the understatement of the day!!  Fortunately, next year rotates back to my Mom so I’m off the hook for another 3 years 😀

Spirit of Season Shopping clipart by bergheimfollies.blogspot.com

Spirit of Season Shopping clipart by bergheimfollies.blogspot.com

And, now… The real work of the holidays begin.  We already have the tree up.  That’s one thing down and off the check list.  BUT….  I really haven’t started my serious Christmas shopping yet.  And, I am dreading it.  It’s funny how we (as a society) always joke about the holidays and shopping, but, there is more than a grain of truth to it all.  People pushing and shoving — even taking items right out from underneath you;  standing in long, long, long lines and it seems like EVERY single person ahead of you has some issue that takes 30 minutes to resolve.  It’s NOT fun.

So in just a short while, Gary and I will put on our brave faces, head out into the nippy winter air, and, fight the crowds that are everywhere this time of year in New York City, and, go Christmas shopping… Wish me luck!!

The “coziness” of November

8 Nov

I don’t know what it is about November, especially this type of day — it’s cold, rainy and overcast in New York City, but, it gives me a very cozy feeling.  I realize this is a selfish statement on so many levels when there are people living on the streets facing these elements, but, it’s just my personal reaction of the month and type of day.  It’s the type of day where I bake cookies, make a good hearty stew for dinner, and, work from home.  And, again, I realize how lucky I am that I have a job that affords me the luxury of being able to work from home as I wish.

On another note the Rockefeller Center tree arrived today.  It’s like it is the unofficial signal that the holidays are almost upon us, and, I am beginning to get into panic mode since I am hosting Thanksgiving this year for both my family and Gary’s family.  Now over all, I don’t consider myself a bad cook, but, I am no gourmet.  I can make hamburgers, some chicken dishes, and, even a halfway decent pasta sauce.  Making a turkey and an entire Thanksgiving dinner has me a bit jittery.  And, unfortunately (or maybe it is fortunately) both my family and Gary’s family will never say that it is bad.  What the telltale will be is how much food is left over.  If there is a lot — I know it was awful.  If there isn’t much or anything at all left over that’s when I know I did the job right!

For now I will simply pour myself a glass of milk and enjoy a cookie or two or three or four 😀  And worry about Thanksgiving tomorrow when we start grocery shopping for everything we need.

Turkey Time: 33 days to go and counting…

20 Oct

It’s a nondescript Sunday afternoon here in New York City.   Gary is working from home for a report due tomorrow, and, I really didn’t feel like doing anything specific.  Sometimes I simply enjoy some “down” time, and, I enjoy catching up on things like blogging.

I’m also a little shocked as I look at my date book.  EEEKKK!!!  November is creeping up really fast, and, both my family and Gary’s family are coming to NYC for Thanksgiving.  So, I guess my next chore — well it really isn’t a “chore” in the truest sense of the word, but, rather I mean get my act together, and, start making a menu and activity plan.

turkeyAirlines and hotels are in place.  Radio City Christmas show tickets are bought.  Menu… Well, obviously turkey (but I do need to order one from the butcher), additionally, I also need to think about sides and a vegan main dish.  (I’m thinking that something with Quinoa will be the way to go.)

I also need to think about decorating.  My family likes the Christmas tree up for Thanksgiving, so, I will be in a mad scramble trying to get ornaments and decorations.  We (meaning Gary and I) lost a lot of our Christmas things last year due to Superstorm Sandy (we had those things in our storage area of our building, and, we had to throw a lot (in fact most everything) away, and, since everyone else was in the same boat the pickings were slim last year.

So why am I sitting writing in my blog instead of getting my butt out the door to Macys?  Good question 🙂  Perhaps I should go see what I can find today.  In fact, I think I will…

 

Sunday in the City

28 Jul

Yes, I know I have been a bad girl and that I haven’t blogged in ages, and, I am taking advantage of the first Sunday in months that didn’t have me or Gary committed to doing something, and, I’m spending the day just doing things I’ve neglected.  For example, this morning, I want through my closet and purged it of items that I no longer use, have never used, or have simply done it’s job.   And, don’t worry, I don’t sell my old clothing on Ebay — I give it to charity and hopefully some one out there can benefit from it.

And, now I am catching up on correspondence.  Emails, my blog, and, I have to come up with a few fresh ideas for my Examiner.com column.  I hadn’t realized I have fallen into a deep slump of writing about Project Runway and nothing else. Shame on me!

I’m also using today to do some shopping online.  Yes, I realize this sounds comical to many since I live in the shopping capital of the world or at least the United States (NYC) but even in NYC you don’t always find what you are seeking.   And tradiocityhe last thing I’m doing with my free time today is lining up theater and other events that Gary and I enjoy doing together for the Fall, and, that includes ordering tickets for Radio City for the Christmas show for Thanksgiving weekend.  My family is coming here from Chicago so it will make Thanksgiving weekend that much more special.

 

So that’s a glimpse of my “super exciting” life (as a friend from Chicago once said to me about my life in NYC.)  After getting past the glitz and glam it really is just like living anywhere.  You work during the week, do your errands and chores and weekend, and, then on occasion, you get to do something fun or cultural like to go a museum or the theater.

And, yes, I agree.  I wouldn’t trade living here for anything.  Not even my sweet home Chicago.  There is only one NYC and I am thrilled to be part of it!

Photos from 2012 Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree Lighting

29 Nov

I had the pleasure of attending the Christmas tree lighting at Rockefeller Center last night.  As usual, it was EXTREMELY crowded, but, it was a fun atmosphere and we managed to arrive early enough to get some really good spots to watch the show.  I did manage to capture a few photos. I hope you enjoy them.

Radio City Rockettes at the 2012 Christmas tree lighting at Rockefeller Center on November 28, 2012

CeeLo Green with The Muppets at Rockefeller Center tree lighting 2012

Rod Stewart 2012 at Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree Lighting November 28, 2012

 

It’s the end of the year? ALREADY?!?

19 Dec

Geez, I hate to sound like an 80 year old, but, where did the time go?  This year absolutely flew by — I can’t believe Christmas is this weekend!!  Fortunately, I’m done shopping, my family is flying to NYC to see and my future hubby, and, the only thing I have to do is get the apartment  “Mom Inspection” clean, and, of course, start cooking for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.

I’m also thrilled that my KIVA team is just $50 of hitting our 2011 goal.  Ok, sure I did aim low this year because I formed the team so late in the year — it was almost July, nonetheless, at least we’re going to make the goal that I set so that is  wonderful all in itself.  It also makes the holiday season matter that much more — for the first time in my life I feel like I’m actually doing something real to help others who just need a helping hand up.  (And, KIVA allows people do just that – it’s a wonderful organization, and, I am proud to be part of it!)  If the giving mood happens to strike you while you’re reading this take a moment to join my team and donate to my team’s goal.  Here is the link:  http://www.kiva.org/team/rosegoodhallteamfashion  and hey that’s kind of neat… I just saw that I have 57 “recommends” for Facebook on my Kiva page — thanks for your support guys!!

As far as wedding news…  Well, I had a bit of a heartbreak today… No, no, it isn’t what you’re probably thinking.  Gary and I are still very much “on”.  No, this heartache is all due a wedding venue that I didn’t know was available until today…

It seems that Cunard is now offering weddings at sea… My heart dropped when I read this article this morning:  http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1YPBrR

If I had only known sooner…

And, so with that my dear friends, family, fans and readers, I would like to take this opportunity to wish everyone a safe and wonderful holiday season, and, may all your dreams come true for you in 2012.  I thank each and everyone of you for being in my life – I love you all!

Happy Holidays!

 

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