SIDENOTE: it's a good friday folks

Well TGIGF! In just five days, I've been sitting on a plane for 19 total hours.  While I appreciated quality time spent with best friends and a little sun, I also appreciate being grounded for the weekend.  I'm not going to appreciate it if I start to get "flat mom butt" for sitting for massive amounts of time.  Not to mention, I haven't had a minute to stock up the apartment  - so I've been using a travel size deodorant for a week and in pure desperation had to wash a dish with handsoap.


No meat today, cheese on Sunday and then celebrating Passover a week late with a "no carbs crash diet" before Puerto Rico.  And in honor of Mother Earth and my man JC, here's to a Good Friday:

• I'm rocking a cute, very-NYC maxi dress today.  Clearly it got stuck in the escalator at the local Duane Reade and I now look very-NYC bum with some solid grease stains and tire marks down the back.  But what turned this Good Friday into an Awesome Friday was my coworker's Facebook status posted shortly after his trip to the men's room:
• To my co-worker who celebrated Earth Day by not flushing the ridiculous devastation I just encountered in the Men's Bathroom, it wasn't appreciated. And if said co-worker was also celebrating Good Friday, then I'm gonna go ahead and say that wasn't very Christian of him either.
• My plane back from Houston (the last one out) ... got hit by a truck.  Like what? Best part - putting that into an email to your coworkers.  The ol "my plane got hit by a car so I won't be in the office until noon" excuse?
• On my way back out west for a 24-hour biz trip to San Fran, I sat next to a delightful couple.  Scojoe (as they refer to themselves) were on their way to Bali for two weeks.  They go yearly and help out in the orphanages, and after looking at some of their photos it's now on my  bucket list.  We shmoozed and shared stories (Scott mentioned he was a hippie in LA that hung with this guy - might know him - Jim Morrison) ... then Joe paused and in all seriousness said, "You know what, you're such a modern day woman" - he continued to site the reasons why my life was great.  It was something I needed to hear from a perfect stranger, putting a smile on my face as I plugged into sappy love songs and rode out the rest of the way.
• It's not at all concerning when you and your coworkers get kicked out of a cab because the driver was pissed you asked him to push his seat up, roll-up to your hotel in San Fran, check in, check on your conference room and then wait while one has to change rooms three times.  Then overhear the concierge whisper, "They're from New York. .." 

Well that's right, I'm from and back in New York.  Tomorrow I'll be attending quite possibly the best idea of a bridal shower EVER at Citifield.  What better to be watching America's favorite pastime, while also partaking in my apparent pastime.  Stay tuned for a recap and pics.


And whether you're at the end of a no bread week or just gearing up with me to eat some damn cheese (whoop, whoop) ... wishing everyone a great weekend.




-HMOH