Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
i've been getting asked alot in recent weeks if i'm having any cravings. my typical response is that i've been eating alot of fruit and alot of ice cream. but i also feel like that is pretty typical of my summer routine. every weekend, i try to stock the fridge with tons of fresh cut fruit so that it's easy to pack up and take to work during the week. i went through a few week phase when i was buying whole watermelons and going through one in a work week. but don't think that i'm not including pineapple, strawberries, blueberries, bananas and pears in rotation as well. but again, one of my favorite parts of summer is all of the amazing fresh fruit so its hard to say if this summer's fruit consumption is directly tied to the melon in my belly this year.
same goes for the ice cream... each spring i look forward to the opening of favorite ice cream places. larry pretends that this causes an inconvenience to him but i know he feels no shame in our visit to many of southern connecticut's best establishments. so if you're looking for a reccomendation of where to eat ice cream if you're looking for soft serve (cone zone), sundaes (friendly's), candy mixed (dairy queen) or packaged (edy's 1/2 and 1/2) just let me know and i'll help you out :)
Monday, July 19, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
But really, I can remember the last World Cup so clearly. We were living in Boston, working at different jobs, living in an apartment outside of the city and living a completely separate life from the one that we are living right now. Don’t get me wrong, I’m loving this current life but just crazy to think about where we were 4 years ago and how much has changed since then and what could possibly change in the next 4 years. I guess for now, I’ll just keep living in the moment with my soccer loving husband and our little chicklet who has been making soccer kicks of her own lately in my belly :)
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Now that we’re officially in summer (hello 5 straight days of 90 degree humidity), we turn the disappointing lack of good tv shows (if you don’t count Kourtney and Khloe take Miami as good tv) into one of our favorite pastimes – watching baseball. I’m sad to say that we have only attended 1 Yankee game this year and even sadder to say that it was back in April and I am just now stopping to actually write about it.
To start, it was nowhere near as hot as it’s been now, in fact it was cold, cloudy and looking like the sky might open up and dump rain on us any minute but don’t let my complaining fool you, it was a great day at the ballpark. I mean who doesn’t love waiting in line for a half hour for garlic fries (and subsequently missing a huge inning complete with multiple hits and home runs) and sitting next to obnoxious drunk college kids (which by the way, gets even more obnoxious when you’re pregnant and can’t drink to block them out) while huddling underneath a blanket shivering (ok this actually worked in my benefit because I got to play the pregnancy card to steal more of the blanket and get to cuddle underneath it).
But really, it was still a great day to sit in that huge stadium and watch your favorite team win a game. Right, Derek?
The saddest part of the day though was seeing the old stadium in it’s current state. Last year, you knew it was being ripped apart from the inside out (you can’t sell those empty blue seats for ridiculous prices without pulling them out after all) but at least you really couldn’t see it. But back in April, it was such a weird site to be standing in front of this enormous, gorgeous building…
And then turn 180 degrees and see this behind you...
Coincidentally, I heard the other morning that they are done with the tearing down and are starting to work on the park that is going to occupy the space so I guess it’s all just a part of change and moving on. But at least I know that we can take the little chicklet to a game in the new stadium someday and she will love it (although mommy might have to be the one that waits for the garlic fries because I think I’ve abused that privilege already and ruined it for the both of us).