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Showing posts with label Party. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Party. Show all posts
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Taboo
Went to a Taboo party tonight. They asked us to bring dessert. So I put my husband's master cutting skills to work. I think we could go into the business. I know we pay around $300 for a sheet cake for birthday parties for the rich kids in the museum. Heck I could mix up a box cake for that much. Anybody want to purchase some Taboo brownies?
Monday, February 4, 2008
Super Bowling
The weekend was a good one. Saturday I babysat for two cute kids. One was four and one was two. The little one decided that he wanted to get into all the kitchen cabinets and chose the tools drawer. As a second choice he went for the plastic water bottles which I was ok with. Of course his next stop was the bathroom where he promptly filled his waterbottle from the toilet. Fun times!
Sunday we drove up to the top of Manhattan to join a soccer friend for the SuperBowl. We got there a little early so Scott and I wandered over to the park to take some pictures. I must admit I may have gotten there early just for that purpose. We joined our friends for some Wii sports.
I can do bowling pretty well and Scott and I went 1 for 1 at boxing, but tennis isn't my Wii sport. Anyway, our friends had two tv's set up in separate rooms, so when the group split up we noticed that one television had a delay of about 30 seconds. So we'd hear cheering from the other room and then have to wait anouther 30 seconds to see why and cheer ourselves. It was especially fun since the Giants won and we're in New York.
I don't particularly care about the team, but it is infectious when you go out in the street and hear everyone whooping and shouting. I wish I could make the ticker-tape parade tomorrow. I think that would be a neat thing to see, but it's all the way downtown and I've got work.
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Sunday, January 13, 2008
Sky's the limit
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Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Happy New Year!
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Friday, December 21, 2007
Holiday Soiree
I'm going to make this quick, though I haven't posted in awhile. I have been doing pretty much the same thing everyone else has, which is shopping and planning for travel and holiday-ness. I went to my company Christmas party, which is nice. The only drawback is that we aren't allowed to bring a guest, so Scott didn't get to come. It's held at the St. Regis Hotel with a very nice food spread and open bar. It's funny because we all end up dancing with colleagues, and I'm probably one of the youngest employees so I don't feel intimidated on the dance floor. Every year our CEO hands out raffle prizes and everyone is wearing lovely yellow wristbands that give them entrance to the party along with their raffle number. So we're all staring at our yellow wristbands waiting for our number to be called. I did hand out the wristbands and when I handed my coworker Derek his I told him it was a winner and it was! Except he didn't get the 40" flat screen he got the CD gift set. Oh well I didn't promise him the best prize. Anyway, I decided I wouldn't take my camera but other people had theirs there, so here are some pictures. Oh yeah, I also got my hair cut. We're heading to Iowa on Sunday and New Mexico the day after Christmas. So we've got lots of travel. I'll cross my fingers that the weather holds.
The St. Regis Ballroom, so very gilded. These are a couple of my work friends. The girl with dark hair is our volleyball team captain.
This is the corp comm department. That's my boss in the pink jacket next to the CEO of Sony, Howard Stringer.
This is most of the accounting department who also happen to be a good portion of the softball team.
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This is most of the accounting department who also happen to be a good portion of the softball team.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Ice Ice Baby
I've been pretty busy lately with all kinds of things. I find that this time of year is just like that. We had a nice time last night with a few friends who came over for a poker night. I tried my hand at making Wassail which I have fond memories of my mother making. I love the smell of the cider, cinnamon and cloves all simmering on the stove. I didn't have a recipe just a general idea of the ingredients but it turned out pretty well. Scott and I are not so good at getting into Christmas. With no one but ourselves around the idea of putting up Christmas decorations only to take them down again just isn't fun. Especially since we won't even be around for Christmas. We put up a couple stockings and called it good. I am more interested in the smells and food that go along with the season than all the decorations. I'm sure someday we'll do all that fun stuff, but for now we're a little scrooge-y :) I did finally get the last two bunny shots done. I forget what the final captions were. Something like "Ok guys we're going green" for mine or "Trust me, green is the new pink."
This is in reference to the fact that the person in the picture with me is in charge of Sony's environmental initiatives. The other picture is in the Sony Club, the restaurant at the top of the building reserved for people of my boss's boss's rank or higher. Since the calendar is for her we got the people to help us out with the carrots etc. I think that caption will be something about the carrot and stick method of management.
The "big storm" we had last week was interesting.
The media sends everyone into a panic about how much snow and ice we'll have and it usually turns into a few flakes. There wasn't much besides some hail and sleet in the city, but when I got home and went to move my car there was a quarter inch thick sheet of ice coating the side windows.
It looked pretty neat. It was strange what the ice stuck to. For instance, my front steps weren't very slick, but the railing was coated all the way around in that layer of ice. The trees looked pretty and sparkly in the morning.
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The "big storm" we had last week was interesting.
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Saturday, July 28, 2007
One Night Of Fire
I've finally finished Harry Potter, so I'm back on the blogging scene. I won't say anything more about the book so I don't spoil it for anyone who's not done yet. But once you are done reading, please give me a call to discuss. :)
July 14th 2007
Another party put on by the group The Danger. This time it was called One Night of Fire, the return of the Renegade Parade. Everyone was going to get together and parade somewhere in the city. Because this was not a licensed parade group they didn't release the starting location until just before it started. We got a text message that told us to meet in the center of the Brooklyn Bridge. So we drove into the city and managed to find a parking spot. I looked up and saw that we had parked right next to Gold Street. This was appropriate since I happened to be wearing a dress that a friend, Lauren Resnick, had given me for my 21st birthday. Well, more like she let me borrow it and I never gave it back and finally she said I could just keep it. But I still love it and think of Lauren R. every time I wear it. I may not wear it often, but when I do I know it's going to be a good night. I decided for some reason that I wanted to wear wings. I think in the initial e-mail they told everyone to wear white and be angels. So I didn't really want to be just like all the other odd people, I wanted to be my own brand off odd. I decided gold was angelic enough and that I'd make myself some wings. I found a place online that told me how to buy 16 gauge wire and shape the wings, then put panty hose over the top. I made a pair using this method, then decided that it didn't really go with my metallic motif. Instead I decided to create some curlicue wings that complimented my outfit better :) I think Scott felt a little left out since I was so dressed up and he just had a white t-shirt on, so he decided to wear my discarded wings. Those wings were pretty small, but I found a way to attach them to his back and off we went. Sunset on the Brooklyn Bridge was beautiful. The city skyline makes a nice backdrop to the geometric lines of the bridge. It is a very pretty bridge, and the walkway was incredibly crowded with all kinds of people. I felt bad for people who were out on an evening stroll only to be confronted with a huge mass of boisterous and crazy looking people that they could barely squeeze past. Of course everyone had their camera 
out, including me, and it was funny to see the camera etiquette or social interplay going on. Some people would try to discreetly snap a picture of you, then smile shyly when they'd get caught at it. I usually just smiled and struck a pose. When you're in costume it's easy to get carried away with the energy of a crowd and act a little more bold than your usual reserved self. Enough with the third person-ness there. Haha at one point I saw two people standing taking pictures over each other's heads at the crowds, then a third person took a picture of them doing this, and I decided that I'd continue the trend and take a picture of all of them. I showed them the picture I'd taken and Mike, the third person, took my e-mail address, so now I have all four pictures that were taken at that moment. Our friends Kevin and Eric met up with us in that seething mass of people somehow. Kevin said he'd seen an acrobat climbing around on the cables of the bridge, as cars zoomed below. I think there were probably close to a thousand people there all waiting for something to happen. Finally we got a text that said "The cavalry leads the charge" which apparently meant that we were supposed to follow a person who came running by with a horse mask on. So we followed the "cavalry" into Manhattan. I decided I'd better find a restroom since I had no idea where we were going and if I'd ever find another one. So I spotted some people walking into a building and asked to borrow theirs. In downtown New York at that time of night there was no way I was going to find an open shop and there are no public restrooms. Unless I wanted to drive home to Jersey I would have been out of luck entirely. These people were very nice and they were setting up an art gallery for a show the next weekend. They asked me what the heck was going on outside and I explained it all to them. They were very amused. Once we rejoined the crowd, we saw that we'd missed our chance to play in the fountain, since the the cops had put a stop to it before we got there. That's OK, I had fun in a fountain on my wedding night. Here we are parading through the city, hundreds of dressed up people all going to the same unknown destination. It is fun to be a part of since there is a spirit of camaraderie, everyone is complementing each other on their costumes or just talking and meeting new people. It turned out that we were supposed to head into the subway, but Eric had to pick up his bike from another train station around the corner, so we left the crowd to go our own way. We saw two other stragglers who were taking the same train as us, and they got service in the subway, so they got the text that said to head to Coney Island. The train we wanted to take wasn't running, big surprise, the weekend subway service is always hit or miss. So we took the "Special J" train, and certainly got a few funny looks before we made it to a station where a crowd of fellow revelers were waiting. We'd managed to beat most of the people to the train station where we needed to transfer by taking the other route. People had drums, or noisemakers, or just yelled or even sang songs. They all cheered as our train pulled into the station. I felt sorry for the people who were already on the train as we boarded. They didn't know what hit them. A night train home suddenly turned into a raucous subway party, complete with a band who played their way to Coney Island. At one point it became a sing along car with people starting up songs and everyone joining in. At each stop people would run to the next car and we'd start over with a new group of people. We stayed put, since Eric had his bike and it was tough to move through the crowds. This was fine though, since everyone else kept changing cars. I think people in some cars started crowd surfing, if you go onto flickr and search one night of fire you can see even more photos from that night.
When we finally got to Coney Island we got off and saw the NYPD Bus. That made me laugh, since I had no idea how they'd expect to cart a busload of carousers off to jail. Overall the NYPD was very nice. They had a strong presence to make certain that nothing got out of hand, but didn't stop anything unless it did. Coney Island was an appropriate choice since that was one of the last weekends that it would be open before turning into condominiums, and well frankly we all seemed to fit in with the sideshow freaks :) I took off my sandals as we stepped out onto the beach since I didn't want to have to lift a ton of sand with every step. There were performers twirling fire, and I stopped to take a picture of the Scott, Eric and Kevin and the big Ferris wheel. After a while we decided to start the long trek home and I realized that I only had one shoe in my hand. We looked around, but we'd wandered from the spot where I took a picture, and I'm guessing dropped the sandal. It was also very dark, and the sandal was the color of the sand. Since it was just a cheap little flip flop that I'd bought for $5 two years ago I decided to head home without it. Eric gallantly offered me a sock so that I'd at least have something on my foot, then gave me a piggy back ride to the station. I'm sure Scott would have done the same, but he was wearing sandals too, so he had no socks to give me. We finally made our way back to our car and drove home. Minus one shoe, but we still had a great time.
Here are photo's from that night. Enjoy!
July 14th 2007
Another party put on by the group The Danger. This time it was called One Night of Fire, the return of the Renegade Parade. Everyone was going to get together and parade somewhere in the city. Because this was not a licensed parade group they didn't release the starting location until just before it started. We got a text message that told us to meet in the center of the Brooklyn Bridge. So we drove into the city and managed to find a parking spot. I looked up and saw that we had parked right next to Gold Street. This was appropriate since I happened to be wearing a dress that a friend, Lauren Resnick, had given me for my 21st birthday. Well, more like she let me borrow it and I never gave it back and finally she said I could just keep it. But I still love it and think of Lauren R. every time I wear it. I may not wear it often, but when I do I know it's going to be a good night. I decided for some reason that I wanted to wear wings. I think in the initial e-mail they told everyone to wear white and be angels. So I didn't really want to be just like all the other odd people, I wanted to be my own brand off odd. I decided gold was angelic enough and that I'd make myself some wings. I found a place online that told me how to buy 16 gauge wire and shape the wings, then put panty hose over the top. I made a pair using this method, then decided that it didn't really go with my metallic motif. Instead I decided to create some curlicue wings that complimented my outfit better :) I think Scott felt a little left out since I was so dressed up and he just had a white t-shirt on, so he decided to wear my discarded wings. Those wings were pretty small, but I found a way to attach them to his back and off we went. Sunset on the Brooklyn Bridge was beautiful. The city skyline makes a nice backdrop to the geometric lines of the bridge. It is a very pretty bridge, and the walkway was incredibly crowded with all kinds of people. I felt bad for people who were out on an evening stroll only to be confronted with a huge mass of boisterous and crazy looking people that they could barely squeeze past. Of course everyone had their camera 
out, including me, and it was funny to see the camera etiquette or social interplay going on. Some people would try to discreetly snap a picture of you, then smile shyly when they'd get caught at it. I usually just smiled and struck a pose. When you're in costume it's easy to get carried away with the energy of a crowd and act a little more bold than your usual reserved self. Enough with the third person-ness there. Haha at one point I saw two people standing taking pictures over each other's heads at the crowds, then a third person took a picture of them doing this, and I decided that I'd continue the trend and take a picture of all of them. I showed them the picture I'd taken and Mike, the third person, took my e-mail address, so now I have all four pictures that were taken at that moment. Our friends Kevin and Eric met up with us in that seething mass of people somehow. Kevin said he'd seen an acrobat climbing around on the cables of the bridge, as cars zoomed below. I think there were probably close to a thousand people there all waiting for something to happen. Finally we got a text that said "The cavalry leads the charge" which apparently meant that we were supposed to follow a person who came running by with a horse mask on. So we followed the "cavalry" into Manhattan. I decided I'd better find a restroom since I had no idea where we were going and if I'd ever find another one. So I spotted some people walking into a building and asked to borrow theirs. In downtown New York at that time of night there was no way I was going to find an open shop and there are no public restrooms. Unless I wanted to drive home to Jersey I would have been out of luck entirely. These people were very nice and they were setting up an art gallery for a show the next weekend. They asked me what the heck was going on outside and I explained it all to them. They were very amused. Once we rejoined the crowd, we saw that we'd missed our chance to play in the fountain, since the the cops had put a stop to it before we got there. That's OK, I had fun in a fountain on my wedding night. Here we are parading through the city, hundreds of dressed up people all going to the same unknown destination. It is fun to be a part of since there is a spirit of camaraderie, everyone is complementing each other on their costumes or just talking and meeting new people. It turned out that we were supposed to head into the subway, but Eric had to pick up his bike from another train station around the corner, so we left the crowd to go our own way. We saw two other stragglers who were taking the same train as us, and they got service in the subway, so they got the text that said to head to Coney Island. The train we wanted to take wasn't running, big surprise, the weekend subway service is always hit or miss. So we took the "Special J" train, and certainly got a few funny looks before we made it to a station where a crowd of fellow revelers were waiting. We'd managed to beat most of the people to the train station where we needed to transfer by taking the other route. People had drums, or noisemakers, or just yelled or even sang songs. They all cheered as our train pulled into the station. I felt sorry for the people who were already on the train as we boarded. They didn't know what hit them. A night train home suddenly turned into a raucous subway party, complete with a band who played their way to Coney Island. At one point it became a sing along car with people starting up songs and everyone joining in. At each stop people would run to the next car and we'd start over with a new group of people. We stayed put, since Eric had his bike and it was tough to move through the crowds. This was fine though, since everyone else kept changing cars. I think people in some cars started crowd surfing, if you go onto flickr and search one night of fire you can see even more photos from that night.When we finally got to Coney Island we got off and saw the NYPD Bus. That made me laugh, since I had no idea how they'd expect to cart a busload of carousers off to jail. Overall the NYPD was very nice. They had a strong presence to make certain that nothing got out of hand, but didn't stop anything unless it did. Coney Island was an appropriate choice since that was one of the last weekends that it would be open before turning into condominiums, and well frankly we all seemed to fit in with the sideshow freaks :) I took off my sandals as we stepped out onto the beach since I didn't want to have to lift a ton of sand with every step. There were performers twirling fire, and I stopped to take a picture of the Scott, Eric and Kevin and the big Ferris wheel. After a while we decided to start the long trek home and I realized that I only had one shoe in my hand. We looked around, but we'd wandered from the spot where I took a picture, and I'm guessing dropped the sandal. It was also very dark, and the sandal was the color of the sand. Since it was just a cheap little flip flop that I'd bought for $5 two years ago I decided to head home without it. Eric gallantly offered me a sock so that I'd at least have something on my foot, then gave me a piggy back ride to the station. I'm sure Scott would have done the same, but he was wearing sandals too, so he had no socks to give me. We finally made our way back to our car and drove home. Minus one shoe, but we still had a great time.
Here are photo's from that night. Enjoy!
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
The Righteous and The Wicked 7/7/07
July 4th
We did almost nothing on July 4th; I don’t think we even left the house.
July 7th
Scott loves this group called the Danger. They are a very artsy, edgy, Brooklyn type group. Their main purpose as far as I can tell is to create large parties or gatherings that bring together different artists and people to enjoy them. By artists I mean a wide variety of folks from DJs to face painters. There are two main guys who put on the parties. Once when we helped set up for one of them I saw a huge 7 foot tall monster in one of their rooms. Apparently he makes puppets for a living. He did work on the Broadway show Avenue Q which has puppets and which Scott and I loved. Anyway this party was in Manhattan for a change (they're usually in Brooklyn) at an old night club. The theme for the evening was “The Righteous and The Wicked,” so basically Angels and Demons. I decided to be wicked since when I looked in my drawers I happened to have some deliciously wicked clothes given to me at the bachelorette party. Thanks Ms. Lauren Resnick! I even wore the lovely sparkly bracelet that I got at the 
same time as the corset since I felt like it did a good job of symbolizing greed. It just seemed to go with my theme of wicked. I had to try for all the 7 deadly sins. I definitely got most of them in. Can you even name them all? I feel like they’re the 7 dwarves, too difficult to name them all at once. Anyway, we met up with Eric Bryant who came dressed in an awesome shirt he’d made himself. Well, the shirt was already made, but he decorated it. It was a white shirt that he’d taken a sharpie to, and written all kinds of neat random words and phrases on. Eric is working on becoming a writer so he’s got a lot of great original material. Inside they had free drinks for the first hour. They also had a camera set up with a projector that was projecting images onto a sheet that they’d draped at the top of the stairs. This was a “portrait party” put on by a guy named Devin and also Jeremy Nelson. http://www.jeremynelsonstudio.com/ 
It was great fun to have your portrait taken and to see everyone else posing for the camera. It’s amazing what people will do when they are in front of a camera. Then you got to wait anxiously 
to see if they’d post it up on the big screen and how they’d crop it when they did. You can see in my slideshow the picture of Scott is very cropped. But in the picture they posted on the internet it’s not as cropped. There were acapella singers, I forget what they were singing about, but it was something totally ridiculous. I remember laughing at the lyrics. It reminded me of Phoebe’s songs in the TV show Friends; it was something along the lines of “Smelly Cat.” There was a DJ with a dance floor where we all danced for awhile and I had to take a break from dancing to watch Scott prance in front of a mirror. I’m glad he took ballet in college, he’s much better at the prancing these days. There was a face painter there who painted your face for free, so I waited in line and had some lovely face paint done. He was very hap
py with the way it turned out, and I liked it too. Sometimes it’s fun to have a sort of mask on. Then everyone looks at you but they can’t see you. I think that’s what I like about performing in theater also. You get the attention, but you don’t have to be scrutinized personally, you’re just playing a character. There was supposed to be something amazing that happened at 3:00, but that was too far away for us, so we decided to head home. To give credit where credit is due. All the pictures that are posted in this posting were taken by the photographer at the party, I listed their website above. The slideshow are all my pictures. I just didn't want you all thinking that I'd suddenly become some sort of real photographer.
And the slideshow...
We did almost nothing on July 4th; I don’t think we even left the house.
July 7th
Scott loves this group called the Danger. They are a very artsy, edgy, Brooklyn type group. Their main purpose as far as I can tell is to create large parties or gatherings that bring together different artists and people to enjoy them. By artists I mean a wide variety of folks from DJs to face painters. There are two main guys who put on the parties. Once when we helped set up for one of them I saw a huge 7 foot tall monster in one of their rooms. Apparently he makes puppets for a living. He did work on the Broadway show Avenue Q which has puppets and which Scott and I loved. Anyway this party was in Manhattan for a change (they're usually in Brooklyn) at an old night club. The theme for the evening was “The Righteous and The Wicked,” so basically Angels and Demons. I decided to be wicked since when I looked in my drawers I happened to have some deliciously wicked clothes given to me at the bachelorette party. Thanks Ms. Lauren Resnick! I even wore the lovely sparkly bracelet that I got at the 
same time as the corset since I felt like it did a good job of symbolizing greed. It just seemed to go with my theme of wicked. I had to try for all the 7 deadly sins. I definitely got most of them in. Can you even name them all? I feel like they’re the 7 dwarves, too difficult to name them all at once. Anyway, we met up with Eric Bryant who came dressed in an awesome shirt he’d made himself. Well, the shirt was already made, but he decorated it. It was a white shirt that he’d taken a sharpie to, and written all kinds of neat random words and phrases on. Eric is working on becoming a writer so he’s got a lot of great original material. Inside they had free drinks for the first hour. They also had a camera set up with a projector that was projecting images onto a sheet that they’d draped at the top of the stairs. This was a “portrait party” put on by a guy named Devin and also Jeremy Nelson. http://www.jeremynelsonstudio.com/ It was great fun to have your portrait taken and to see everyone else posing for the camera. It’s amazing what people will do when they are in front of a camera. Then you got to wait anxiously 
to see if they’d post it up on the big screen and how they’d crop it when they did. You can see in my slideshow the picture of Scott is very cropped. But in the picture they posted on the internet it’s not as cropped. There were acapella singers, I forget what they were singing about, but it was something totally ridiculous. I remember laughing at the lyrics. It reminded me of Phoebe’s songs in the TV show Friends; it was something along the lines of “Smelly Cat.” There was a DJ with a dance floor where we all danced for awhile and I had to take a break from dancing to watch Scott prance in front of a mirror. I’m glad he took ballet in college, he’s much better at the prancing these days. There was a face painter there who painted your face for free, so I waited in line and had some lovely face paint done. He was very hap
py with the way it turned out, and I liked it too. Sometimes it’s fun to have a sort of mask on. Then everyone looks at you but they can’t see you. I think that’s what I like about performing in theater also. You get the attention, but you don’t have to be scrutinized personally, you’re just playing a character. There was supposed to be something amazing that happened at 3:00, but that was too far away for us, so we decided to head home. To give credit where credit is due. All the pictures that are posted in this posting were taken by the photographer at the party, I listed their website above. The slideshow are all my pictures. I just didn't want you all thinking that I'd suddenly become some sort of real photographer.
And the slideshow...
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