This us the Empire State Building. I would love to take pics of the fireworks but my friends just voted me most likely to fall off the building.
Homegurls
Cooking, Decorating and Random Thoughts from the Junk Drawer In My Mind
Jul 04
Staying alive… Staying alive…
Jul 01
One month from today I will get to see this in person.
I’m already giddy about going to Ashfield, Mass. to spend eight days writing at the Wellspring House. I imagine I’ll spend the majority of my time glued to my ibook, but I plan on taking in as much of the fresh air, landscape, and water as possible.
Jun 30
These cupcakes from Crumbs Bake Shop were eaten outside the BB court on Houston Street, following a delicious dinner at Public. We needed two boxes of candles to count to 29.
Happy Birthday Jen.
Jun 24
Care Package
Three days after moving into his own little house in Lubbock, my brother was legally committed to the county mental hospital.
It was his fourth hospitalization this year. This time he stayed for almost three weeks. He refused medication every single day, probably several times a day, and although he seriously needs medication to control his schizophrenia, he believes that taking it will mean surrendering to the conspiracy that is controlling his life. He’s scheduled to be released from the hospital today. My mom went by his house yesterday to check on it, and discovered that he had been robbed.
The people who did it took almost everything: Clothes, air mattress, The Simpsons and Family Guy DVDs, alarm clock, microwave, air mattress, stereo speakers, frozen food, his favorite (and only) chair, even his toothpaste. They left his couch, IKEA coffee table, and the clothes they had been wearing. (I guess his were cooler.)
He painted the walls in his house with the message, “THE SHADOW GOVERNMENT IS SATANIC NEW WORLD ORDER.” My stomach turns to think about the robbers standing in his living room, laughing at the writing on the wall.
His stuff can be replaced, but he’s already lost so much that can’t. About the stuff that matters—- his sanity, future, happiness—- there is not much I can do. So I send care packages. The next one is going to be big. If you’d like to throw in an old concert T-shirt, pair of sneakers (size 10), jeans (size 31), it would be greatly appreciated.
Jun 18
The new (and improved) Cosmo!
Jun 04
Lately, I need this.
Jun 03
An IM convo between the last two single girls on the planet.
