December 25, 2010
December 18, 2010
Fact: It is frigid in New York right now..all you people who complained all summer about hot it was, are you happy now?
Fact: Santacon is a life experience.
Fact: There is a patient on my unit with a pot belly, white hair and a white beard that does a version of ho ho ho when he laughs. He denies he is Santa Claus but we are all trying to have him out by Christmas Eve just in case.
December 09, 2010
-Don’t Fuck With Kids (be nice to them and give them presents. it’s okay to be assholes to their parents)
-Don’t Fuck With Cops (how will you shimmy down chimneys if you’re in jail?)
-Don’t Fuck With Security (bouncers and security guards are still bigger than your jolly beer belly)
-Don’t Fuck With SANTA! (Santa loves creative holiday attire from naughty elves to Hannukah Harrys. Santa loves candy-striped stripper poles, whimsical stocking stuffers and holiday games for boys and girls. Santa does not love gropey frat boys in a Santa hat and jeans.)
What to expect
Santacon is an annual convention for Santa and his holiday brethren. Expect holiday cheer, unconventional gifts, naughty carols and general mayhem.
Santa doesn’t just wear a cool suit and invade your dad’s liquor cabinet: he also brings gifts! A gift can be a reindeer game, a song, a dance or a joke to entertain Santa and tourists alike.
-Santa never endangers his reindeer with violence, vandalism, inappropriate groping or theft. Santa never gets SO jolly he needs babysitting. Santa never expects to get away with behavior that an ordinary citizen wouldn’t.
Follow the candy canes.The folks with the tall candy canes can help you get to Santa’s next stop.
-Tip your bartenders well.Or burn in Santa’s Special Douchebag Hell for all eternity.
-Bust out the carols.Remember that carol book you printed? Use it!
-Don’t get arrested.Dressing like Santa does not exempt you from city, state and federal laws. This includes open container violations!
-Don’t litter.Santa likes his elves dirty and his streets clean.
-Check in on your friends.If you brought ‘em, you’re responsible for ‘em. Don’t send your wasted 22-year-old cousin on the train back to Ronkonkoma by herself!
December 07, 2010
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September 21, 2010
Beer in Prague is cheaper then water. So naturally, to save money, we drank a lot of it. It was good..the food, however, not so much. The gulash and dumplings were delish but very heavy. We decided to get a ceasar salad and nachoes for lunch one day..let's just say dont try to americanize Prague..stick with the meat and potatoes and you'll be fat but golden.
Prague has a very gothic feel to it. All the buildings look like castles and you truely feel like you are in a fairy tale. The main attraction is the "Old Square" which is home to the famous clock tower. Every hour the bell rings and trumpet players play to announce the new hour. The St. Charles walking bridge has beautiful scenery and religious statues depicting different events and people from the bible. Horse drawn carriages roam the streets ..it feels all too magical until you turn the corner... XXX shops, Sex machine museums, "non stop" bars and casinos.. In conclusion Prague's got a little something for everyone whether your taste is fairy tale or fetish.
Again, pictures to follow...
September 16, 2010
Sorry it has taken me so long to blog about my trip..it's intimidating to write about a whole trip and make it concise enough for a blog. Anyway, the rumors are true; Paris is amazing. Believe everything you hear except that the French don't like Americans. We didn't encounter one mean person. I think the person that started that rumor is a super sensitive midwestern person. Maybe I don't have a high standard of niceness being from New York, but Parisians are delightful.
Day one we decided to try and get a feel for the city and there was a lot to take in. There is such an amazing history there. The Eiffel Tour was about 3 blocks from our hotel. We hopped on the open bus tour to get a feel for what we wanted to do. We were amazed at the beauty and elegance of the city. No one walking around in sweatpants, one building more beautiful then the next, beautiful gardens and statues everywhere..true beauty; people and places. Notre Dame on the other hand was seriously creepy. Monsters and gargoyles protruding out the sides of the church from all sides. We ate at two fantastic cafes that day. The first was a french brassiere where we got delicious cheese croque, salad and wine. For dinner we got a yummy hummus and falafel platter.
Day two we slept in a little considering that we were both on about 2 hours of sleep for the last 48 hours. Our hotel offered a yummy breakfast that we enjoyed daily. We decided to take advantage of our 3 day open bus ticket and head to the Louvre. The Louvre is the home of the Mona Lisa and Venus de Milo. It is also a former palace to King Louis. There is something about standing in the exact place of these historical figures where historical things actually happened that gives me goosebumps all over. The Mona Lisa is quite small. I was warned, however, it truly is small! But beautiful and breath taking in its own right. The Gardens outside the Louvre were amazing. It is the central park of Paris where people picnic, enjoy a bottle of wine and each others company. It truly is the city of Romance. Love was seen all around us with no bias on age or pairing types.
After the Louvre we took the metro to Montemarte, my favorite part of Paris. We went to Sacred Heart Church which sits high above the city with a view that goes on for miles. There were small bands and entertainers that lined the streets and artists to draw your picture. I decided to get one. We got dinner at an italian place. So so delicious! My mouth waters just thinking about it.
After dinner we returned to our hotel area and decided to try to go to the top of the eiffel tour, however, it was almost 11pm and closed. We heard music close by and stumbled upon a group of about 100 people with an italian guy singing all american hits. That's one thing I noticed, that all the music I heard were american songs. But this guy was great and the crowd was fun. There were guys walking around selling bottles of champagne and wine. Naturally we got one but here were no cups so we chugged it from the bottle..it was perfect. Lots of fun..too much fun ;)
By day 3 we pretty much mastered the metro. well, kinda. But we still used it as our main mode of travel. We went to Museum D'Orssey which is home to the paintings of Van Gogh and Monet. After, we went back to Notre Dame to go inside. I am happy to report that it is not scary inside like it is outside. Beautiful nonetheless. Next we got ice cream at the most famous ice cream place in Paris..mmmmmm. enough said. We then navigated our way to "Le Deus Magot" which is a famous cafe where Hemingway and F Scott Fistzgerald wrote. Its famous and they know it which is why 2 glasses of wine and the equivalent of a grilled cheese was our most expensive meal of the trip. We hopped on our last leg of the open bus tour and passed by the ritz wear Princess Diana had her last drink and the tunnel where she died :( People still place flowers at the site. We found ourselves on the other side of the Eiffel tour which has beautiful fountains. It is also the exact land mark where Hitler posed for a pic. Ew. This is also where we attempted the "jumping" picture. Funny stuff. then we went to yet another cafe and got a quiche and salad followed by the most amazing crepe. After dinner we went on a riverboat tour down the siene.. very classy.
Day four we went to St. Chapelle a famous and beautiful chapel known for its amazing and durable stained glass windows. Next, the Concierge, which at one point was a palace and then the state prison. We saw Marie Antionettes cell and chair where she actually sat..again..goose bumps. We also went into Il Invalides which was a hospital for injured soldiers and the disabled back in the day. Today it serves as a museum of the world wars and Napoleans Tomb. For some reason I like the dead, creepy things. Looking at this huge Coffin its weird to think there is a tiny little famous corpse in there. whatever im weird. After we went to, yes, another cafe where I got the most amazing french onion soup. yum yum. Next, we rented bikes. Now I don't know if you met me and my mom but she is in shape and athletic and I am not so much. So I panted and sweated my way across the city, mom was at home. After a little wine for refeul I did much better. For dinner we went to another french cafe and got mussels and pasta with salmon..again, so good. Next we went to an underground jazz club. It was poppin, yes, on a Monday night. There were some pretty legit couples dancing there. One old guy kept asking mom to dance..he kinda looked like santa..it was hysterical. One of the really good dancers asked us to dance and I decided to give it a go..I can dance but couples is very different..Hence, I did not do very well and Im pretty sure his toes were soar the next day. But it was fun.
The last day in Paris we had to go the the Eiffel tower. We decided to climb the stairs since there was no line for that and a huge line for the elevator. I quickly learned there was a reason there was no line..it was hard! I definitely worked off all the food I ate this trip..it was well worth the effort as the views at the top were breath taking. Off to Prague!
too many pictures..will post a video compilation soon!
September 04, 2010
Well we have arrived.. Paris is amazing! more posts to follow about that when I get back.
August 31, 2010
August 26, 2010
August 23, 2010
I must preface by explaining that Flushing is an Asian neighborhood where they offer most everyday things for cheap. For example it is where I got the $700 Salon Japanese hair straightening for a mere $125. All of the signs are in chinese letters and there are few english speaking people walking around. I was a little weary when she told me we would be going to this area for the massage as I was made aware by a few different people that this is home of the "happy ending" massage. If you don't know what that means, I'm sorry I am not explaining.
We arrive and park in a local garage and proceed on foot to find our destination. This was not an easy feat as I explained earlier, everything is in chinese. We found two doors with the english words "body work" we peaked in one door and it had slot machines, nope thats not it. Then a spanish man walking on the street asked us "massage?" to which we said yes and he then pointed to the other door. We thanked him and he responded "Your welcome Mammi, I love you," touching my arm. Ew. Creepy. We walked into a basement, a funky smelling basement where we were half ass greeted by a woman at the desk. We explained we were here for the massage and she led us into a room I will describe as filled with curtain cubicles. There is barely a foot around each end of the massage table. We were led to our cubicle and left with no instructions. We assumed we should derobe and lay down, lucky guess. Our non english, speaking 'therapists' came in and began the massage. I have to say that it was an above average massage, worth the $25, besides the part when she rubbed my stomach. I've had a few massages in my day and never have I had anyone rub my stomach. It didn't help that I had to pee. Mom said she liked it. Modesty is also something they never heard of as they had my bare ass out in the open when they rubbed. There were four "cubicles" in our room to which I believe three were occupied; me, mom and a man. About half way through the massage I started to hear funny noises and breathing. At first, I thought it was my mom and decided it reminded me of the Friends episode where Pheobe wont massage Monica because she makes sex noises when she rubs her. After the massage was over my mom asked me if I heard the noises too to which I responded "That wasn't you?!" Ew, a happy ending was going on in full force feet from us. What kind of place is this?! And why on earth would a nice, old couple recommend it to us?
We go to pay and get our parking validated as the man who recommended the place told us they do. They looked at us like we had four heads. Upon further exploration we realized that we were in the wrong place! Apparently there are a lot of $ 25 massage places in Flushing..even on the same block..and we were in the wrong one, a "happy ending" one!
We laughed the whole way home and as we drove out we saw the place we were supposed to go to..an upstairs spa that actually looked legit and clean as opposed to the basement, curtain cubicle/brothel we found ourselves in. I guess in the end you get what you pay for.
August 17, 2010
I do have to say, unlike Molly, I am in love with the house. I will post pictures as soon as it is done. I love being so close to the beach and there is a surfer/island mentality that is obvious in the town. I love that. I miss my momma a lot and my other pups.. its hard to leave home, I wish I could have stayed but we all have to grow up sometime, right?..I'm going to be 25 this year, time to be a big girl. I have been in my own full throttle resist mode for awhile but everything kind of fell in place at the same time and I knew it was time.
As I begin this new chapter of my life I am feeling so many things; exitement, fear, sadness, happiness, anxiety..I am a bit of an emotional smorgasbord, but I think thats normal. Afterall, change is never easy but it is a natural, necessary part of life. We can choose to resist or embrace change and I'm choosing to embrace it.
August 16, 2010
July 30, 2010
I'm going through a few changes in my life right now. Can you tell? Im excited, scared, anxious and hopeful, among other things, all at the same time. I'm taking a risk, hoping that it will be a positive change for me at this point in time. The beauty of this life is that there is no permanency to our decicions. We can change things for ourselves if we choose, it may not always be easy but it is possible. So, I've learned not to be afraid to take a chance, try something new. Could it backfire? Ofcourse. But it could also be the best thing I ever did. Afterall, isnt it better to follow your heart, try and fail then to be crippled by fear and never know what could have been? That's what I thought too.
July 17, 2010
Who ever mapped out this trail had people like me in mind. Every few hundred feet were perfect rocks to sit on. As much as I wanted to turn back and head over to the pool to sunbathe with a margarita in hand I had a little pep talk with myself. "Liz, your going to be very mad at yourself if you don't get to the top. You can do this. Slow and Steady." Yea, fine..I am a dork but it worked.
We made it! 2 hours and 2 gallons of water later here we are on top of Bear Mountain. The view and tranquility was worth the effort. Thank you to my wonderful, patient, encouraging boyfriend as I could not and would not have done this without you.
July 09, 2010
July 05, 2010
Where have you been? Why don't you care? What did I do?
Do you ever think of me? Know that I often think of you.
I wish you weren't so selfish, I wish you wanted me too.
I wonder what my childhood would have been like if you were there for me.
Maybe it would have been easier, maybe I would have been happy.
All my life I have longed for you more then you will ever know.
Over and over again I was hurt by the lack of love that you would show.
I've spent many years trying to understand how this came to be.
I think it's simply who you are, you've refused to change for your family.
I want you to know that I miss you and I'll always love you still.
Afterall, your my father, there's a hole in my heart only you can fill.
Maybe one day we can be friends, I'd like that very much.
I think you might be proud of who I am and may want to stay in touch.
In the mean time I'll be patient and continue to be okay..
Thanks to the love from my family and friends that I am blessed with every day.
June 28, 2010
June 25, 2010
Each night that I've worked three things happen without fail. First, she spots me.. usually yelling across the unit "Lizzzy Babyyy!!" I hear, it's her summons for me. I think she likes me because we share a love for the celeb gossip and dancing shows (she has posters of the male pros from 'dancing with the stars' all over her hospital room..true statement) "Lizzy my baby, I miss you," she says to me even if its only been ten minutes since the last time I saw her. Second, she usually asks me for a cigarette to which I say that A) I dont smoke and B) she shouldn't either and definitely can't while she is hooked up to oxygen in an ICU because she will blow us all to bits. She thinks this is just too funny.. Lastly, the night would not be complete if she didn't ask me if I was married or had any children. After saying no she proceeds to try to set me up with her 50 year old, married, balding son. "Lizzy Baby I love you..have you met my son?"
June 21, 2010
June 17, 2010
June 14, 2010
June 12, 2010
As young girls, most of us dream about our wedding day. Pretty dresses, fancy hair and make up, beautiful flowers, dancing, all eyes on us; we are the princess for a day. Once that party is over, however, there is a marriage and it is far from a game of house. It's a union that takes hard work, compromise and patience. I'm a very selfish person right now, as every twenty something year old should be. I want to do what I want to do.. I want to be with my girlfriends, stay out to the wee hours of the morning, go on shopping sprees for myself and travel the world. Not to say that marriage ends all of those things but I'm pretty sure something changes. So don't pressure me world and make me feel like a freak of nature for not wanting to even think about getting engaged yet, although the ring would be fun to have :) Things will happen when they are supposed to. So let go of the past, don't stress about the future and simply enjoy the present.
June 09, 2010
May 31, 2010
May 23, 2010
May 19, 2010
May 18, 2010
May 13, 2010
My friends and I always joke about how old we are getting..we know that we are still young but life has changed a lot for us over the past few years; graduating college and entering the 'real world.' We have had to adapt a little and I guess we are still a little insecure about it.
This past week I was in South Carolina with my family. I was on the beach minding my own business when a cute hawaiian lifeguard came up and started talking to me. I knew he was younger then me but not by more then 2-3 years. I was bored on the beach by myself and he was interesting so we chatted. About 20 minutes into the conversation he asks how old I am..I say 24 and he looked like he had seen a ghost..he stumbled over a few words and then said "Well, I should be getting back to work." Ouch! I was depressed and feeling like an old maid for about an hour.. then I realized I was being ridiculous. I am not an old maid and I vowed to myself then and there that I would never be one. So, poo on you cute, hawaiian lifeguard but thanks for helping me realize a valuable life lesson; age doesn't define us..we define the age.
May 05, 2010
May 01, 2010
Sophmore year we lived in the "penthouse" of East hall. My friends surprised me with a cake for the big 20 ..as they were singing the fire alarm went off in the buiding..our faces dropped as we looked up to see the candles were directly under the smoke detector. We decided it would be smart to hide the cake and exit the building. We later overheard on the radio.. "yea, we got some birthday candles up here."
Halloween was always wild.. anything goes on halloween in college..whether it be our fallen angels, firefighters or cops..always made for a fun and interesting night.
The countless stories of trying to domesticate Gina; teaching her how to make canned soup, use the dishwasher, cut her meat etc. And trying to keep Colleen in one piece was always fun too, the girl fell about three times a week and broke two household items a month without fail.
When a bug would weasle its way into our house, somehow always in me and Gina's room, you would have thought we were being attacked by an axe murderer with the screams we let out. Nadayne always came to the rescue as she girlishly swatted at the critter in question. One time the critter was furry. We found him dead in the kitchen. As girls who cant go two hours without a snack or meal this was the longest amount of time we were ever not in the kitchen... It wasn't until a male recruit removed the mouse that we thought about going back in..still with slight hesitation..ewwThen there was the time we called the cops on our own party. It was an "anything but clothes party" one of our best until it got a little out of hand. Some people were seen fleeing the scene with backpacks. The next day we were warned by one of our neighbors that word on the block is that we are drug dealers. 6 girls living in house..coming and going at all hours of the day with big bags..having different guests visiting us.. totally not the normal behavior of college students.
Homemade dinners were the best. Did I mention we love to eat? We always cooked and ate like a family, not your typical college house but we loved it. We had a few staples that included pasta with vegetables, chicken burritos, chicken stir fry and always a salad. Then later when we got our second wind we would either have left overs, dino nuggets, mac and cheese or whatever was in the pantry to munch on.
Snowstorms were the best. Nothing quite like being snowed in with your best friends. As soon as we heard news of the approaching storm we would set up a plan of action that included runs to the grocery and liquor store. We would stock up as if we were going to be snowed in for days. Every once in awhile a storm would sneak up on us with no time to prepare and we literally would trek out in feet of snow, blizzard like condions..basically risking our lives to get the goods..sad? I call it determined. We are women who know what we want. :)
We also had our own languages. Yea, weird. Really the only entertainment we needed was each other. Too bad using the video feature on our cameras wasn't really the thing to do until second semester of senior year. I miss laughing as much as I did everyday. As the old saying goes all good things must come to an end. Like every other phase in life, college is a fleeting time and I am thankful that I had the priviledge to experience it. I am also thankful that I still have those same best friends and every so often we still make it a point to make dinner together, have sleep overs, talk in our languages and reminisce about just how good we had it.
April 25, 2010
April 23, 2010
April 16, 2010
Before Wii, Xbox and play station one, two and three there was nintendo. Just plain, old non HD, 3D anything nintendo and it was great. Loved Mario Brothers, always wanted to be Mario never Luigi..can't forget about Duck Hunt either ;)
Jonathon Taylor Thomas, JTT, oh, he had my 12 year old heart. Evidenced of course by tigerbeat posters all over my wall. Edward who?
April 14, 2010
April 07, 2010
Bon Jovi- Captain Crash
Eric Hutchinson- Rock and Roll
Lady GaGa- Dance in the Dark
Selena Gomes- Naturally
Jay Z- Forever Young
Missy Higgins- Nightminds
Train- Soul Sister
Five for Fighting- Chances
Lady GaGa- Teeth
Billy Joel- Miami 2017
Dixeechiks- Wide Open Spaces
Melissa Ethridge- Change
b.o.b.- Nothin on You
Bon Jovi- Happy Now
Keri Noble- Piece of My Heart
Miley Cyrus- I Look at You
Hootie and The Blowfish- Hold My Hand
..Happy Cruising :)