3.29.2007

CS/12

While working out today, my trainer, Charlotte, whispered that Julianne Moore had just walked in and was headed to the treadmills. Of course, I stopped my hamstring pulls and turned to look. Charlotte explained that word was she'd been working out there a lot in recent days. Adrian was on a different floor and I couldn't run and go find him in the middle of my workout, but luckily he came up soon after and I called him over to tell him the news. I'm pretty sure she saw me slyly tell him - or if she didn't, she probably heard Adrian say, "Is that Julianna Moore?" in a normal voice. I had to correct him on her name and later tell him not to be so obvious next time. Charlotte thought we were hilarious. She doesn't know how important CSs are to me or my blog.

3.26.2007

MINORS

Since I can't keep counting Keri Russell for a CS every time I see her at the gym, nor can I conjure up celebrities to magically appear as we tried this weekend when Katie was here, I am reduced to writing about those in the minor celebrity leagues. Today, while walking near Columbus Circle, we saw a camera crew waiting for someone to exit a taxicab. We were disappointed when it turned out to be just the newly crowned Miss USA - Rachel Smith (formerly Miss Tennessee). She was obviously doing filming for some sort of promo, probably to appease her boss Mr. Trump. Then at the gym right now, I worked out on the treadmill next to Caroline Rhea, comedienne and host of NBC's "The Biggest Loser." Adrian wasn't with me to verify this last sighting, but I'm going with my gut. It was her.

3.21.2007

WATCH OUT FOR THE SHORT CHAIR

Before Katie arrives at our place on Friday, I wanted to write about how much fun we had with my brother and sister-in-law, Paul and Shreei. For four days, we did the typical touristy New York things, while also finding time to relax and enjoy each other's company. We even threw in a full day of snow and sleet for good measure (they wanted a true New York experience, they got it). We also ate a ton; mostly, we introduced them to our local favorites, but we did try a new place one night and it was truly amazing. There's a hole-in-the-wall resturant on Broadway whose outside eating area is always, always packed whenever Adrian and I walk by. It's called "Big Nick's Burger and Pizza Joint" and most people we've seen have sided on the burger side. We've seen platters of burgers with fries or stacks of onion rings and we've always said the next time we're craving a burger, we would go there. Unfortunately, we rarely crave burgers. But Paul did one night when he was here, so we headed over. The hole-in-the-wall actually opens up to a sit-down area, though while still small, works fine. Now here's the truly amazing part: I figured their menu would be limited to burgers and pizza, but I was wrong. Their menu is so big, it has an index on the last page! We spent a lot of time looking through it, shouting out page numbers to each other when we came across something good. You don't go to Big Nick's for the "diet" section, that's for sure. The appetizers were good, the entrees even better, and the side of potato salad was delicious. We left completely stuffed, but with the knowledge that we'll be back. I mean, I don't even know if I got past page 11 of their menu.

3.07.2007

TRIPS GALORE

I don't want people to think I've fallen into my old habit of writing a ton of blogs at the beginning of the year only to have them come more sporadically as the months go on. I really do intend to write something every day, or at least close to that. It's just that right now is a busy time for me in terms of trips and houseguests, so getting to sit and compose blogs doesn't happen as much as I'd like. A week after getting back from Katie's wedding, we headed to Chicago to visit Em, Jim, and baby Dayton. In four days, we're off for some R&R at a B&B. Then Paul and Shreei come, then Katie (and possibly Noah) comes...then we're off to California. As people suggested in Puerto Vallarta, I should learn how to post my calendar for viewing so you'd know where I was on any specific day. However, that's not going to happen - I need some level of privacy. Just give me some slack until mid-April and then you'll get blogs galore.

3.02.2007

TOAST

I exclaimed to Adrian recently that Wednesday was one of the weirdest words in the English language (in terms of spelling versus pronunciation). He tried to counter with February, but I don't think that even comes close. But neither are as annoying to me as the sound a knife makes when scraping against toast. That is my fingernails on a chalkboard sound...scrape, scrape, scrape. Especially if it happens on a Wednesday in February.