The Draft

Has it already been a year since the last draft?

It's going to be a long season, folks. 162 games per team.

At least I don't have to pick the players this year.

It Just Keeps on Getting Better

I don't normally miss Miami.

But it's March. And that means one thing - one very important thing - is going on right now.

The Dade County Youth Fair.

How I miss the Fair.

The Concessions. Oh. My. God. Elephant ears, cotton candy, corn on the cob. I can close my eyes and remember it all now.

Yesterday, when I was on the phone with my mother, she mentioned the Fair.

I think I am going to have to plan a trip to Miami next year in March.

Stolen

I haven't had much to write about the last few days, so I stole this from my bff's blog.

The only rule is that you have answer everything with one word. Here goes:

1. Where is your cell phone? Desk
2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend? Nope
3. Your hair? Brown
4. Your mother? Cute
5. Your father? Loud
6. Your favorite thing to do? Sleep
7. Your dream last night? Huh?
8. Your Favorite Drink? Water
9. Your ex? None
10. Your fears? Caves
11. What do you want to be in 10 years? Retired
12. Who did you hang out with last night? TV
13. What you're not? Rested
14. Muffins? Yum!
15. One of your wish list items? Book
16. Where you grew up? Miami
17. The last thing you did? Bathroom
18. What are you wearing? Purple
19. Your TV? Flat
20. Your pet? None
21. Your computer? New
22. Your life? Good
23. Your mood? Tired
24. Missing? Bed
25. What are you thinking about right now? Sleep
26. Your car? Green
27. Your work? Stressful
28. Your summer? Sweaty
29. Your relationship status? Married
30. Your favorite color? Blue
31. When is the last time you laughed? Today
32. Last time you cried? Today
33. School? Florida

Should I tag someone? I dunno. I won't, but if you want to do it, go ahead and let me know in the comments section. Thanks!

How Can It Be?

On Tuesday, it was nearly 70 degrees in New Jersey.

Today, as I type this, we are in the midst of a snow/ice storm that should last through the night and into tomorrow morning. Luckily, the office closed early and I made it home before dark.

As I sit here, all I can think about is how tomorrow I can sleep in. Then wake up and make a nice pot of warm chilly which we can devour when we come in from shoveling the snow.

Busy

Sorry I've been absent in my posts - it's been nearly a week since I wrote anything.

Very busy and lots of stuff going on in my neck of the woods.

However, I wasn't too busy to make Marta's picadillo last night. It was tasty! And tonight, I took the leftovers and made pastelitos - both with the picadillo and some guava I had saved for the occasion! Thanks, Marta, for your recipe. It's been a very Cuban household for the last two nights and for that, my Irish husband thanks you!

Celebrating Birthdays

My birthday celebrations began over the weekend. I spent Sunday afternoon with my family, celebrating at a hibachi restaurant. It's definitely a show, one that we all enjoyed (even the godson/nephew, who's two, loved it).

Baby Tommy liked the hibachi restaurant. He's not really a baby anymore, huh?

Earlier this week, a new computer arrived. Mike had been trying to turn the purchase into a birthday gift for me, but it seemed to big, so exagerated. I told him we could consider it a new purchase for the house - BUT - it's my computer. All mine. No sharing allowed.

Then last night, he mentioned to me that he had a birthday card for me, but that my gift had yet to arrive. When I questioned the late arrival of the gift, he explained that he ordered me a University of Florida coffee table book, commemorating both the basketball and football championships of 2006 (it's for our coffee table that we ordered before Christmas, already arrived, and has yet to be picked up - we're working on that). Then I remembered something, and I said, "Wait a minute... isn't that my Valentine's Day gift?" He gave me a sheepish grin: "I thought you might have forgotten about that by now. Go to sleep. Tomorrow it'll be your birthday."

(sigh) He's a character, that husband of mine.

The men (and woman) celebrating my birthday with drinks. The Irish (and Polish and Japanese as it seems in the picture) will celebrate any occasion, I guess.

Needless to say, today, I turn 32.

That's 1664 weeks. 11,648 days. 279,552 hours.

That's a long time to be alive. But at the same time, not nearly long enough.

I'm thankful that in 32 years, I've lived the best life I can and continue to do so everyday. I wouldn't have done anything differently.

Very Tired

This is exactly how I feel today. I could fall asleep anywhere, even in my lunch!

Testing

Quick post to all - testing out the new computer. It's all mine! No sharing! Yipee!

The wireless connection is slow (router not here yet, so 'stealing' from a neighbor!) and I think Windows Vista is going to take some getting used to.

More tonight or tomorrow...

Weekend in Pictures

I think I've used that post title before as a copout to writing something lengthy and meaningful. Guess what? I'm doing it again.

Here, in no particular order, photos from our weekend in South Florida:

Turtles at Bal Harbour. My mother thought they were fake, so she threw pennies at them. They weren't fake afterall.

A glimpse of Emeril at his restaurant on South Beach. I'd like to think he cooked my dinner that night. He probably didn't.

The obligatory visit to the tios' house: Dad, Mike and Tio. We watched Scarface.