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i feel spongy

Today I feel . . . I feel . . .  I feel spongy.

So, I’m driving to physical therapy, the sun is out. I have this uneasy feeling and I can’t figure it out. Maybe it’s those warm sunny rays — maybe, no wait, I know the feeling. I’ve felt it before and there is a word for it, and the word is spongy. Yes! But it’s not the sun’s rays that I am absorbing, it’s the bits and pieces of other people’s anxieties floating around in the air. Then again, if I’m feeling it doesn’t that make ’em mine?

And if you are wondering how my torn meniscus is doing — the answer is, “much better, thank you.”

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What Makes YOU Feel Grown UP?

  • Here’s what makes ME feel grown up:
  • A large handbag
  • A huge wallet
  • Wearing a bra
One, two, three Look at Me, I'm all Grown Up!

One, two, three
Look at Me,
I’m all Grown Up!

Last week I went shopping at Century 21. I needed pants — pants to replace the pants I bought last month — pants that were a size smaller than the ones I bought last month. I couldn’t return the large pants  (some of which still have tags) because Century 21 won’t accept returns after 30 days. It was Day 32 when I read the back of my receipt to find out this very important bit of information.

So I ran through Century 21 last week — 2 pairs of pants, a large handbag, belt, scarf, and a huge wallet — I was out of there in less than an hour. The bag was large–  could hold files, a huge wallet, small notebook, camera, phone, mints, kindle, and assorted other stuff — this bag was way bigger than any bag I ever owned AND it was purple. Unpacked the bag later that day and decide to look online to see if this Kipling bag was a good deal. I check the tag and find out that it’s a diaper bag!!!! Oh, so that’s what those pouches are for — baby bottles! And then I check the side pouch and it opens up to a changing pad!!!! AHHHHH, no this is not what I want. This is going back!!! Next —  the cute Betsey Johnson belt that I bought — I cut off the label and peel off the security sticker and with it comes part of the belt. Great! Well now I have two items to return. OMG, I AM babbling…

As soon as I filled my huge wallet with credit cards, tickets, receipts, money etc. I felt grown up. I never owned a huge wallet like this — with a zipper and so many compartments! I’m used to grabbing a credit card and some money and stuffing ’em in my back pocket and anything else I would give to my drew to hold!

So today I’m on the return line at Century 21 and EVERYBODY, and I mean EVERYBODY on the line has the same type of wallet as I do!!!! Grown ups, grown ups everywhere. Every time I grab my wallet and unzip it I feel so grown up. Don’t get me wrong, it’s kind of nice to be able to actually find what you are looking for. It just takes some getting used to.

And now I find myself wearing a bra all the time. I don’t know when this happened but it did. Of course, it is the first piece of clothing that comes off when I walk in the door. Large handbag — why on earth do I need to carry around a piece of luggage like that? I don’t know but I do . . . sometimes.

So let’s review: A large handbag, a huge wallet, and a bra.

What makes YOU feel grown up?

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This is Going to Take Some Time to Figure Out

This is what happens when I let my blog go for a YEAR . . . Can’t figure out how to add pictures and format them . .  everything is different. So I have some pictures of our Sunday brunch at Essex. I have a great picture of my birthday presents from Rachel and Hannah . . . and I dug up the picture from last year when my hair was short. I wanted to post them. I definitely think I like more hair.

MORE HAIR covers MORE FACE. I like it.

Well Drew just called and he’s on his way home so I’m going to make some dinner. Nothing exciting to write. No time, tired but need to keep it going.  For now, you’ll have to sign on to Instagram to see a pic or two of yesterday!

Look for me as sallymaxwell on Instagram!

 

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April 22, 2013 · 7:58 pm

OMG, First Try and I’M BACK IN!

Can’t believe I remembered my password on the first try! Has it been a year? No, I think not, it’s been more than a year since I last wrote anything. Well, let me tell you — I’ve been writing such great witty, haha funny, and sometimes deeply insightful posts in my head and I keep thinking, “I should write that down,” but I don’t because I’m sure that I will remember it all when I sit in front of my (new) Macbook Pro.

So here I am sitting at the dining room table waiting for all those words to tumble out of my brain . . . not happening. Still nothing. Well, forget the witty stuff, I’ll just start babbling and soon those creative juices I hear so much about will start flowing again.

Mid April and it’s 43 degrees out. I guess today I’ll complain about how cold it is for this time year. Only a week ago I was walking the streets of NYC dripping with sweat complaining about the heat. I have a very small window of comfort.

Today is my Birthday Brunch at Essex with the my girls and Drew. I don’t have many photos on Facebook but I remembered that Rachel posted one of us at Essex last year. Just checked the picture to make sure I’m not wearing the same t-shirt as last year. Wow, my hair was short! I’m hoping I look better in today’s pic. Let you know tomorrow. Maybe I’ll post them both.

Oops, getting late . . . . off to brunch.

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Perfect But Salty

I started this week just a wee bit off. I sat down with a fresh cup of black coffee, zipped through the Monday edition of Newsday, read Amy, picked up a pen and proceeded to ink in the answers to the Monday crossword puzzle. The clues were easy at first, as they should be on Monday.

I do my puzzles in ink. I go through the hints fast and in order. First across, then down. Occasionally I’ll lightly ink in the letters but mostly I just make a mess of it all. But that’s okay — tomorrow is another day, another puzzle. But this week, this Monday — for the first time since I started doing the puzzles (again) — I couldn’t finish it. My laptop was on the table next to me, fully charged. I could look up the answers. yes, the thought crossed my mind. But it was Monday. I usually don’t get desperate til Wednesday or Thursday.

Okay, relax, just a bad day. But the same thing happened on Tuesday. I couldn’t finish that one either. And I couldn’t bring myself to peek at the answers online.

It was Monday when I received the letter from Bank of America.

Back in June/July I had an issue with Bank of America which I wrote about in my blog. STRIKE ONE!

So without going into much detail at the moment — because I really don’t have the energy — I will say that Drew’s bank card was stolen during a business trip. Bank of America Fraud Department called me and brought it to my attention — suspicious activity, they said. I had already noticed it online. We both spoke with a rep on the phone and also filed a claim saying that we are both authorized users and neither of us authorized the withdrawal of money from our account. Sounds pretty clear to me?

Here’s the response we got not even 2 weeks later:

After concluding a thorough investigation of the above referenced claim, it has been determined that no error has occurred in this instance. Our records show the transaction activity in question was authorized and posted, or billed, correctly to  your account. Blah, blah, blah.

Bank of America appreciates your business and values you as a customer .  .  .  more blah . . .”

Thorough investigation? When I called the bank and repeated what I thought were major details the representative said, “I’m adding these details to your inquiry.”

What do you mean — you’re adding it? What exactly were they investigating?

None of this is in the initial report, the case is reopened and they will use this information to reevaluate it,” he answers. Sounds like Drew and I wasted a lot of phone time. STRIKE TWO!

I should hear from them by the end of next week.  The bank had to send me another sheet with additional claims on it. I wasn’t surprised to see that the information on it was incorrect. Surprised? not really. STRIKE  . . . !

Can anyone recommend a bank? I’m thinking Capital One . . . Citibank . . . ?????

And here it is Friday, my eyes are itchy and my nose is drippy! Hey, wait a minute . . . my hip feels fine and my leg doesn’t ache today. (Maybe I should let a stupid puzzle rule my life.)

You did cook these perfect you know,” says my drew this Friday morning as the perfectly runny (cage free) yolk drips down his cute chinny-chin-chin, “but they are a little salty.” Every time I crack an egg into a hot pan I pray  . . . pray that the egg will be perfect! This morning I decided to add the salt and fresh pepper after the eggs were on the plate instead of while they are cooking. What I learned: Salt early, pepper after.

Perfect but salty. Go figure!?

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Go Ahead, I’ll Help You

Law and Order is on,” says my drew as he plays around with the remote.

OMG, your kidding, that’s what is missing from my life. I haven’t had a chance to sit mindlessly in front of the tv with Law and Order on while I write my blog.

“Well it’s on now. Start writing,” he says.

“But I haven’t been able to get past the titles.”

“Come on now, I’ll help you,” he cheerfully says.

He is lounging on the couch, eyes half closed, seems to be paying attention to the tv show. He’s looking cute, as usual. Wow, I think I’m getting it back. Yes, yes, I am. And I don’t think it’s Law and Order at all. I think it’s my drew. His scent (and snore) is getting my creative juices going.

Problem is I don’t think I have ever seen this episode. It’s hard to write and pay attention. I might have to continue this during the Yankee game tonight.

“Look at this,” my drew says as he glides through the tv guide  –Law and Order is on for hours. Wow, I think I am back in business.

Ahhh, I don’t know I still am having a hard time getting out the words. What should I write about?

“I thought it was going to be about me trying to help you?” says Drew.

“Yeah, well, help already,” I say.

His response: “I can’t write it for you.”

Hmmm, okay, maybe not BUT you can provide the material!

Yankee game on. I feel a tap on my shoulder and I hear Drew’s voice. “You’re doing your thingie?’

I respond with a slight nod of the head.

“See how I got you going?”

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“by the way, I’m really disappointed in you”

Finally, someone actually noticed that I haven’t been posting on a regular basis — not really on any basis, at that. I thought I might just disappear and the world would go on as before because, after all, who the hell is reading this anyway?

Nothing exciting going on. The sky is blue, the clouds are puffy and white, a bit too hot but not in my backyard. My flowers are always thirsty — just not enough rain. I have a few soaker hoses snaking through the garden beds but I could use a few more. My lawn is burnt but when the rain comes, I know it will spring to life, not so sure that’s the case with my flowers.

Went to Maximus for a haircut the other day. Tommy cut it very short. I like it short, until the grays start showing (tomorrow.) Went to Nancy’s the next day for color. I walk in and she looks at the back of my head and says, “You’re almost there, why not go all gray or at least blonde?

AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH, did she really say that? “What are you crazy!!!! No way, not gray and not blonde either . . . hit me up with dark brown and lots of it!” And so my hair is short and dark brown. Yes, feeling good about that.

Met Carol for lunch today . . . catching up on all the gossip. We ate and chatted for 2 hours. Sorry, nothing to report. Think it’s time to open up a bottle of wine.

I really don’t know who you are anymore.

Thank you, Hannah, for noticing.

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Testing

Exciting, but not so much. Writing this on my iPhone. Eh, much easier on my computer.
Happy 4th.
Tomorrow — fedex from B of A.

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A Big Head and Other Fine Highlights of the Day

I called Drew yesterday morning. I was in the city and was hoping to catch him before he left for work. I called him at home with my iphone. Click, click, click, click . . . I put in my secret password and made the call. The answering machine picked up. I didn’t leave a message.

Took a quick walk on the High Line with Hannah. It was way too hot. Ended up sitting in a coffeehouse drinking iced tea to cool off. Hannah had an iced cappuccino and an arugula salad. Met Pam and Jan there. Jan wanted to see the big head in Madison Square Park so we took a walk over to the east side.

A big head, a comfy bed, a cute pup -- a fine time was had by us.

It was a big head . . . a really big white head — in the middle of the park. Took a cab to Pam and Jan’s room on Restaurant Row — The French Quarter. Cute room, tiny, but most importantly it was air-conditioned. Hot day. We told Rachel to meet us at the restaurant at 5:00. Phone call at 4:00: A shrieking Rachel, “I’m locked out of my apartment. I wanted to take a quick nap before dinner.” “Where are your keys?” says me. “Probably on the kitchen counter.” Ahh, a Rachel moment.

Hey, did I tell you about Hannah’s “Rachel moment”? Sunday night we are parked outside of Hannah’s apartment. The car is packed with her luggage and an air conditioner. She looks for her keys and can’t find them. They are in Merrick in her bag in her room.We are in the city. Luckily we found her roommates, unloaded the car, put the air conditioner in the window, and took Hannah home with us. (Sibling side story.)

Dinner at Sosa Borella on 50th and 8th Ave. — still good. And, as usual, Rachel was late. Why on earth she decided to take a taxi in the height of rush hour — from East Village — I’ll never know. And she’s surprised when it takes forever! We had already finished a carafe of sangria and all the appetizers by time she sat down.

Pam and Jan left for the ballet at 7:00 and we sat while Rachel slowly nibbled at her food and ordered another sangria. Afterwards, Hannah went uptown and Rachel and I took a cab going down. I jumped out of the cab at 8:06 and made the 8:08 LIRR. Drew picked me up and I walked in the door and checked the home phone messages. The first message was long and just a bunch of psycho babble. What the hell was it? Who does this? Could this be a butt call?  “That sounds like you,” says my drew to me. And — you know  what — it did sound like me — and it went on and on and on. It was me. Gotta learn how to use my phone. I keep forgetting to END my phone calls.

Still waiting for the original copy of the Bank of America reference letter I requested almost a month ago.

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“You’re a little off today,”

HE says this morning after biting into a bit of undercooked egg white. Just one bite mind you — HE doesn’t like yucky egg whites.  I offered to toss his undercooked eggs in the trash and cook up a new batch but HE said no. It’s not a big deal. But then HE took a bite of the other egg and, yet again, a bit of yucky egg white. If it wasn’t a big deal I don’t know why HE had to even mention it twice. HE ate every bit of food on his plate. I think I even saw him licking the plate when I turned to pour a cup of coffee.

I was distraught. I try very hard to make the perfect eggs every time. It’s hard for ME because I can only eat cremated eggs. Anything less and my stomach is a mess for the day. But this isn’t about the eggs. It’s about something more serious than a bunch of cooked ovum. It’s about my world.

“Yes, I feel a bit off this morning,” ME says. And I know why. My world has shifted. I have an iphone and all of a sudden life is different. Now when I get a one word text message that answered a question I asked 5 hours ago, I no longer have to go back to the sent text screen to find out what I asked earlier. I’ve downloaded a bunch of apps already. I can’t wait to use my Kayak flight status app tomorrow to check Hannah’s flight. I can check my email all day long, make a reservation on Open Table, look up a recipe on Cook’s Illustrated, and read a book anywhere, any time!

Of course now I need more friends. My iphone is sitting across the table from me and it is so silent.

My life is changing. I don’t have to go home to check my email. I can do it on the street, in a store, even in a park!

Ah, what’s that sound outside? It’s the mailman –Gotta run!

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