“If you’re not early you’re late”

“I have a family here. A family in England. If we had a poodle I’d have a family in France.”

“I’ve been de-(name of old boss). It’s like deworming”

“Baths are for sissies.”

“I am wearing pants. Underpants.”  

I was upstate all week nannying for those two little kids. 

In their backyard is the most amazing view of the Hudson.

View the view. 

And as you can see in the photo I got the view from this almost-comfy big flat rocks. So for my hour-long break, I’d bring a book, my phone and my headphones to the biggest and flattest rock and I’d chill and be the happiest thing ever.

View me being happy.

and then a bee landed on me.

View what I believe this bee looked like.

So I mean…I sort of jumped up/swatted…and threw my iPhone into the river.

So I dove into the river!

Into the CONTAMINATED. DISGUSTING. Hudson River.

So hysterical crying I drove the the store, stuck it in a bag of rice…and cried more.

So after several calls to the insurance company.

THE PHONE WORKED.

(well aside from the camera which is done)

but it’s still a small miracle.

That’s all folks.  

So the adorable family I’m babysitting is taking me to some little lake town with them all week!

With any luck I’ll have internet and therefore have something to blog about because aside from having a few friends visit me this week and reading A LOT I’ve really not had much to say.

That’s the only downside to having moved to the city. I miss nature terribly. I sit in the window in the courtyard but I miss big open green. I’ve seen one squirrel in the last two weeks…

So I’m basically really excited to hang out with my 2 and 4-year-old buddies and be outside :] 

Oh I start graduate school a week from tomorrow. EEEEEK.

Woke up this morning and rushed around getting ready to head up to my field placement in the Bronx to get my ID and take tests and blah blah blah

As I’m getting dressed I see something move on the floor.

Now for the last month of living here something moves on the floor I freak out, certain that there are mice or cockroaches or something horrible in my room. And every time I laugh at myself because I knocked something over and it’s not just rolling around.

Well today was different.

Cockroach.

Big. Fast. Cockroach.

So I preceded to get up on a chair and scream until my roommate woke up and squirted at it with Clorox Bleach.

This made it run around the room and dance a little!

Then after we both stopped screaming we realized that since cockroaches were built to survive nuclear holocausts, it was probably mocking my little squirty bottle of poison and dancing under the cool shower.

So I threw a sneaker on it.

My love for New York City is shot today. 

The lady I babysit for:

“You’re turning 22?! You’re so young! That’s amazing, you have your entire life ahead of you! How amazing is that?!”

…ok no longer feel old about my birthday tomorrow 

I’m not sure you understand what that means to me…but I’m building my library.

I’ve bought a bunch of classic books that I’ve always meant to read and now will just have to work my way through. So whenever I finally get that full wall bookcase, I’ll be ready. Me, Jane Austen, the Brontë Sisters, Thomas More and Mr. Hemingway now too.

:]

18 years later

You can’t tell in the copy, but I’m wearing his white button-down shirt as my “graduation gown” pinned up past the elbows

because I watched Breakfast at Tiffany’s, How to Steal a Million and Charade since you’ve been gone because I miss you.”

How Sean copes with me living in the city