Post Hurricane Round Up

I am going to blame my lack of blogging on Hurricane Sandy. Yes, my lack of posts over the past 2 and a half weeks were all due to the Hurricane that hit my fair city on Sunday night. The good news is that Matt and I survived. Although we never lost power, we did lose internet for a total of 2 hours. I know, it was brutal. And while the city and many surrounding towns and cities are far from recovered – the worst is over and we will come back stronger and better than ever.

In honor of the hurricane, I’ve decided to do a mid-week round up.

Top 5 fake Hurricane Sandy photos

More real vs. fake pictures

Post hurricane update for New Yorkers

Elevator waterfall

This video explains why so many New Yorkers don’t have power



Nice to see Donald Trump is making the Hurricane all about him

Jimmy Fallon’s empty studio

Rain Rain Go Away

Why is it that rainy weather has such a gloomy effect on me?

When I was younger I used to love the rain – especially during the summer. The rain wouldn’t stop us from having fun, if anything, it would increase it.

A little light rain wouldn’t stop us from going to the Bluffs (our swim and tennis club) but it would send other families home. As a result, Abby and I would have the whole pool to ourselves and there was no line for the diving board. It was only years later, when I was a lifeguard at the Bluffs myself, that I realized just how annoying our family must have been – forcing the lifeguards to keep the pool open and sit out in the rain while they watched us swim around.

When we weren’t at the Bluffs, Abby and I would put our bathing suits on and run around the yard stomping in puddles. Unfortunately, when I learned about acid rain in my 6th grade science class, that fun sort of died.

Other rainy day activities included making chocolate chip cookies, doing arts and crafts, trips to the library and watching Disney movies in our pjs. No wonder I liked the rain, it was so much fun.

As an adult, the rain has most of its appeal.

  • On my walk to the subway, even if I am wearing a rain coat and carrying an umbrella I will inevitably get wet.
  • The rain seems to heighten the smell of urine that is a constant on the streets of NYC.
  • I will inevitably get hit in the head by someone’s umbrella.
  • The subway smells like wet dog.
  • Unfortunately, “rain” isn’t a suitable excuse to miss work, or even to wear your pjs to the office.
  • Eating an entire bowlful of chocolate chip cookie dough isn’t an option anymore.
  • You think going to a museum on a rainy day would be fun? Oh right, so do 2.5 million other NYers.

Thankfully it looks like the sun is starting to come out!

Friday Afternoon Round Up

After a brief hiatus, Friday Afternoon Round Up is back!

Jon Stewart’s debate recap

This sort of freaks me out.

The Gospel According to Pinterest

I’m so happy I am not friends with this bride

Can’t wait to see this NYC love story.

Hair swap.

Save Big Bird!

Has anyone ever used a sun lamp? I think I need one.

A new soup recipe for fall.

A shortage of pumpkin spice lattes?!

Problem solving projects

Another rubber room story – this is depressing

A Source of Information

Whenever I go home for the weekend my parents make a delicious and healthy home cooked meal to balance out the eating out and ordering in that often occurs in day-to-day life in NYC. Last Friday night, I was treated to a meal of chicken, beets, applesauce and

On Saturday night I decided that it would be my turn to take care of my parents and cook for them. After 2 days of chilly temperatures and constant rain, I thought a good fall soup would be nice. I told my mom that I had a great recipe for a soup that used sweet potatoes, apples and butternut squash. “In fact,” I said, “I blogged about it once.”

My mom responded by saying she had her own recipe that was really good and she immediately took to her pile of cook books and recipe files. While she was doing this, I was trying to sell her and my dad on the recipe that I had, knowing it was amazing.

I read the blog post that I wrote, (you can find this here) and reiterated just how good it was. For some reason  my mom got it set in her mind that we should use her recipe. Finally, she found it.

She brought  the printed out recipe over to me. After a quick scan, I realized that the print out page was my blog post – word for word. The recipe that she was so crazily trying to find was the very one I had pulled up on my iPad 30 minutes earlier.

I can’t lie – I was pretty psyched that my blog seemed worthy enough for her to:

  1. Print
  2. Replicate the recipe, and
  3. Make a case that the recipe was better than mine (which was the exact same recipe!

That counts as being a legitimate source, right? Pretty soon we’ll see books, newspapers and famous people citing