Monday, June 27, 2005
Such poor taste
but oh, so funny! C'mon, lets do the Schiavo!
An eye for people
Today I received an e-mail from a guy I met in high-school. He was in Paris for a week, visiting with my boyfriend of the time. After that I might have seen him on a couple of occasions. The words he uses to describe the me he met as a teen-ager are "neo-social-involved-queen". I am flabbergasted at such an accurate portrayal. I guess we are who we are.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Weekend with the kids
Yesterday Melissa, Checco and I went to Battery Park City. It took us forever to get there because, once again, I gost lost. It was very hot (90 degrees) and humid but we had lunch outside by the marina with Johanny, Pascale, Candy and the baby. After lunch we hopped on the free bus to South Street Seaport and took the Shark boat ride. The guy with the mike on the boat said something about my hair looking like it was supposed to look after the ride. What is it about people? Can't they tell it takes me four different hair products and hours of patient sculpting to look this messy? And, by the way, the word to describe it is "tousled" or, better yet, "that sexy just-out-of-bed look". Anyways, I had a grand time, as usual, and ended up completely soaked (and embarrassed, I must add, with my tee-shirt glued to my tits) and so did the kids (soaked, no tits to worry about there). From South Street Seaport we went back to Battery Park City and spent the rest of the afternoon there. Melissa and Candy chatting, Checco and Johanny playing volley-ball. For dinner we all went to Chevy's, where we were waited on by the nicest guy.
Today I woke up and started making sandwiches like a madwoman.
I also baked a spinach pie.
The plan was a picnic in Central Park with Johanny, Pascale, the baby, Candy, Checco, Melissa and I. I made so much food everybody ate plenty and I still returned home with 11 untouched sandwiches. Today was ever hotter than yesterday (95 degrees) but we tried to stay in the shade while Johanny played baseball.
The pictures from Saturday are here. Those from today, here.
Bragging by proxy
Ana's apartment was in the paper today. It is indeed a fantastic place.
Saturday, June 25, 2005
I am getting sick of the media bashing of Tom Cruise. He might be coming apart but then again he might not. Scientology is a little cookie? What about the rest of the so-called religions? Why doesn't the media go after the ridiculous believes of the outspoken majority? The Christian right? The evangelicals? So he's in love. Good for him. Why can't we just rejoice in the complete silliness of a man who's head-over-heels over a woman? Is it a publicity stunt? Yeah, sure, like he needs it. It's the media that need something to talk about, not Tom Cruise who probably can afford not to sell one more frigging movie ticket ever again. He think psychiatry is a pseudoscience. Well, it is. Matt Lauer believes a lot a people have been helped by antidepressants. I believe a lot of people are helped by heroin. Both are drugs, the fact that a "doctor" prescribes one and not the other does not make one of them any better. I might (as in maybe, just maybe) agree with drugs for schizophrenia and other major illnesses, but I am so against popping pills for just about every little and big thing in life. And I find the whole ADD/Ritalin hoopla a disgrace. Matt, Matt, Matt, I used to like you ...
Hot and humid
It is going to be one of those unbearable Summer days so I am picking up Melissa in a while and going to Battery Park with her and Checcho. We then might go to South Street Seaport and take a boat ride.
Friday, June 24, 2005
Francesco (Checco) is here. He is the cutest kid and he is very nice on top of it. I think this will work out fine.
I barely gave him time to sit down and we were out, on our way to meeting Elena and getting to the Engadget meet-up - lots of friendly people there, by the way. I am waiting for the pictures on the blog. I am also waiting to win the lottery so I can buy all those gadgets. Unfortunately we were very very hungry and we did not stay till the give-outs.
I had not been in that part of town forever and we discovered quite a few interesting bars and restaurant that looked worth giving a try. Actually, we did have dinner at one. Terrific caipirinha, the same exact taste as the ones I used to drink at a Saturday market back in Montevideo.
We had chance encounters with Ana and one of her daugthers, and with Troy and Maureen. Chance encounters? In NYC?
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
I won't burn in hell
The second shallow self-centered part of the yesterday turned into a me-me-fest. Manicure, pedicure, foot massage, eyebrows, back rub, the works. Delicious.
Then I had dinner and a wonderful time with Annie and Dario, just flown in from Europe, at Maria's. He brought over some very good light white wine and a real Italian salami. We did the arugula salad, the San Daniele prosciutto, the cherries, among other things. The conversation was all about Unicef's gala in Holland, which he attended, and fund-raising, both in general and in relation to a couple of specific projects too. It should compensate for the me-me-fest, shouldn't it?
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
The first day of Summer
Shallow self-centered part of the day I: up at 5:45 AM. At the gym by 6 AM. An hour stepping on the elliptical to blasting iPod.
Curious breakfast with a couple of turnip cakes and some real espresso.
Shallow self-centered part of the day II: pedicure and manicure after work.
Fun project to join
This might be interesting.
She's going free!
Karla Homolka is being released from prison. Half of the most unlikely killer couple will be freed soon. I hope they keep a close watch on her.
Creative moment in the middle of the night
This mixed media creation (cardboard, paper, wood, cloth, rubber stamps) is now hanging in my office, given me a chance to embarass myself in front of all my coworkers.
Sunday, June 19, 2005