I will readily admit that I haven't been the rosiest of people lately. I've been stressed and sad and confused and in need of a break from the same ol' shiz. The past two weekends have been
I was lucky enough to have a 3 1/2 day weekend last weekend due to the Memorial Day holiday. On Friday, after work, I went to a late lunch with two co-workers and then went home to spend some quality time with little ol' me. I was feeling lazy on Saturday and could have very easily spent the day vegging in front of Netflix and Hulu but it was a gorgeous day so I put on my sunglasses and my SPF, grabbed my book and an old bath towel and headed for the beach (read: Central Park). I never understood the girls in the bikinis in the Park until my 2nd or 3rd summer in this humid, sticky, gross city. I opted for a tank top and skirt but I had a wonderful time reading and soaking up some much needed Vitamin D.
It's official. I'm a California girl to my core. I need the rays. They set things right.
I spent Saturday night with a sweet baby, a comfortable couch, and the rest of my book. On Sunday I ventured to Brooklyn and saw an old coworker turned friend. She, another friend of hers, and I decided to watch a "bad movie" with beers and potato chips and then trekked down the block to a bar with an outdoor patio for another beer. Monday was another park day and another book. Rejuvenation at its best.
This weekend I'm dog sitting for my good friend's very cute and sweet pooch. He and I have been enjoying time in her cute and cozy 1BR apartment, walking in Central Park with a dog-loving friend of mine, watching way too much Bravo, eating salads from the Lenny's down the street, and hanging out on the patio with my latest book, The Best of Everything, a charming novel about five women working in the NYC publishing industry in the 50's. The book was written in 1958 and I keep having to remind myself that all the men, the booze, the sex, the office shenanigans were so much more taboo then. The blurb on the back compares it to Valley of the Dolls and Sex and the City but I think of it more as a more female-centric Mad Men.
Yes friends, the sun is good for my soul.