The Perfect Storm is Captured... sort of

The Celtic Woman/Skater "feast" took place at the casion called Mohegan Sun. This was the first time I ever went to a Casino and it was pretty amazing. Unforortunitly we didn't get many pictures.

The hotel was behind us... I promise! What's with D?

ElisaBeth's Perfect Storm

+ = My perfect storm!!!

Yesterday Dhrumil "surprised" me with tickets to go see some of my favorite people perform. I say "surprised" because once again I didn't take "let's go to dinner" seriously and made plans over it. So in order to break the plans he had to tell me ahead of time. Poor guy... he can never win.

Anyways about the performance.... it was at Mohegan Sun of all places (pretty cool place actually) and it was called Skate for the Heart... and will be airing on NBC on January 13 4-6pm. The reason I was so excited about this was because the group Celtic Woman were performing (Dhrumil and I have become groupies) and BEST of all, Ekaterina Gordeeva, was one of the skaters. I LOVE HER! I can remember watching her and her husband on the Olympics and lots of other competitions and always thinking she was amazing. I also read her book about the love story with her husband and how she dealt with him dying. Such a good book.

Having the Celtic Woman singing and her skating gave me chills and was amazing. I probably sound like a dork, but oh well. :)

NYC has my heart

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I miss NYC! I wish I was writing in this blog during my 1 1/2 years in the city because I had some pretty interesting stories.

The life of a commuter was one that I experienced for a short while. Before I excepted my job at the college in the Empire State building, I interned for an orchestra in the garment district. I loved passing the big needle threading the button, stopping at Starbucks and then up the strange elevator to the hip office with each desk blaring different classical music pieces.

Once I started at the college and the daily grind of riding the train became a reality... it turned into something not as glamorous:

Packed trains, lots of unique personalities, walking 10 blocks, falling in front of hundreds during rush hour on Madison Ave. (oh yes I did that) trying to walk in a major blizzard, walking in the rain getting soaked and hit by hundreds of umbrellas, staring down taxi drives who I thought were going to kill me, being stranded by a taxi driver and having no clue where I was, smiling at the security guards in the Empire State Building, being asked by tourists from other countries to take their picture in the lobby, riding the elevator and S T O P P I N G on every floor, eating in little Korea town, almost fainting on the train in the midst of many men (yup did that 2 times), working at an office with no window visible, cutting the line to go to the top of the building and leaving really early and getting home really late.

I could go on and on. No matter how much the tourists bothered me or how many bruises I got from people running into me I was always struck by how awesome it was to work in the most famous building in America in one of the most famous cities in the world.

I miss you NYC... oh and I miss the Starbucks on EVERY corner.

How people impact us, even for a short time

Sometimes you never realize how people have impacted your life until they are no longer here...

My first day of the real world and I was scared to death. College was behind me and now it was time to put my learning to the test. My first "real job" was working for an oil company in the contracts department and I didn't have a clue what to expect.

I can't remember the first time I met him, but his first day was around the same time as mine. My first impression was of his huge smile and easy going nature. We were starting this new step in life at the same time, though coming from completely different worlds and ways of living. I kinda felt like we were in it together although we hardly knew each other. Those few months of working together, eating lunch together, barely scratching the surface of each other's lives were special.

I felt like I knew him personally, but then again I didn't know him at all. All I know is that he was a genuine person, a person who gave everyone a shot, a funny person and someone who always had a huge smile no matter how late he had been out the night before. He was real and that is what I appreciated most about him.

We didn't talk much after he left the Oil Company, only a few times on IM, but his death is hitting me deeper than I would have ever thought possible. Those few short months that he was in my life really meant something and I will always remember them. It makes me think how much you can impact someone's life and not really notice. Who will remember me when I'm gone? Someone I only spent a fraction of my life with?

RIP Jason Lantieri you will be missed by so many. May God be with your family and loved ones during this hard time. I will always remember you as a funny and crazy guy who took chances and was one of the most real people I knew.

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Lake George

This weekend we rented a cabin with Lake George in it's backyard and had an amazing time. We took this trip with my sister, future bro-in-law and friends Aaron and Margaret. It was supposed to rain, but weather ended up being beautiful and we were able to hike like we had planned.

The biggest story from this trip was our hike... it wasn't exactly what we planned, but it was an amazing experience! The hike ended taking us about 4 1/2 hours during which we went up and down 2000 feet. The trail itself was pretty steep with rocks through it and quite the challenge. Willougby was the biggest surprise of all. He loved it and took off charging ahead of us. He was able to climb up the rocks with ease. He was really cold on the summit, but other than that we were all impressed. It was pretty funny seeing a poofy 10 pound dog turn into "mountain dog, discovering the peaks." Check out some of our pictures below.

Dibs

Tonight Dhrumi was watching football and eating Dibs. I had to share his

comment because it might make you want to try them...

"They’re refreshing… it’s like a snow party in my mouth"

Potter Puppet Pals in

Sooo funny! Ok to me. :)

The Reason for Kids

Ok this might be a strange thought, but I have been pondering it for a few days. Everything kids do are to create them to be adults... so is the whole purpose to become an adult? Now that I'm an adult, is my whole purpose to become an older adult? You get what I'm saying? A baby is born and from day 1 everything is done for its survival, for its behavioral development all to make it grow into a older person. A kid goes to school and participates in activities to become "something someday" I wonder if senior citizens think back on all of those things that shaped them and are happy with the results. I might be going around in circles so if none of this makes sense read below.

We haven't had hot water since Wed and I'm dirty! I had to boil water to wash... AHHH! :)

The Goats

You have to watch the fainting goats video below... believe me it will be worth your time.

Fainting Goats

Bones

Here is the story of the day... after work I was walking Willougby and not really paying much attention. At one point on our walk Willougby stopped and would not come. I turned around to see why and I saw a bone sticking out of his mouth. This bone was nasty.... flesh and blood hanging off of it. Well I didn't want him to get sick and I grabbed hold of the bone before I knew how nasty it was. While screaming out of disgust (so loud the commuters walking home heard it through their ipods) I wrestled the bone out of his mouth. Once I finally got it out I screamed again because of the blood (or bbq sauce if it was a chicken leg) on my hand and tried not to puke. So that's my story... I still feel sick thinking of it. The question is... what was the bone?