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New York, New York

16 Sep

 

About a month ago I had the pleasure of returning to one of my very favorite places with a few of my very favorite people. I wasn’t sure how to write this post as it would end up being a boring list of all the things we did. So instead I’ve decided to share one choice – and totally embarrassing – experience with some pictures. Here we go…

Doug and I had just gotten off the redeye from SLC to NYC. The flight was sufficiently horrible. Between the two of us, we probably got an hour of sleep. We made it through baggage claim and got a cab around 5 am.

Around 6 am, we pulled up to my dear friend Monica’s apartment. We were so excited to get in and take a nap but before that could happen, we had to haul our bags up a 5-floor walkup. Naturally.

After napping for a couple hours, we got ready for the day. When I got out of the shower, I thought it would be a fine idea to wear the same shorts I wore on the plane for the rest of the day. So in a tired stupor, I slipped them back on.

Doug and I proceeded to walk EVERYWHERE. We went all over the Upper West Side to check out my old neighborhood, took a short jaunt through the park, went all through the Museum of Natural History, grabbed lunch, then walked back to Monica’s for a much needed second nap.

When we woke up we met Monica when she finished work. We walked through the park and ended our travels in Lincoln Square. The night was beautiful, so we decided to sit and talk on the fountain in the middle of Lincoln Center (you may know about this fountain from such blockbuster hits as Ghostbusters).

The night was truly magical. It made me miss the city so much. Then I noticed something. Something troubling. I felt the back of my thigh and wondered what had happened to me. I stayed calm as not to startle Doug and Monica. There was a long lump going all the way up my thigh. What could have caused such a thing?!

The lump was almost to the bottom of my shorts, so I did a quick swipe with my finger to discover something hidden from my earlier trip … my underwears! Hahahahaha! Yes, that’s right. They had come along for the long ride without my knowledge or anyone else’s, for that matter.

Without telling Monica or Doug, we walked over to a nearby restaurant. While we were eating, Doug had to take a call, giving me the perfect opportunity to tell Monica of my misfortune. She and I laughed and laughed then she was insistent that I remove the foreign piece of clothing. With the sexiest move you’ve ever seen, I pulled them quickly out of the bottom of my short and stowed them safely in my purse. Again, without anyone being the wiser.


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If You Get Caught Between the Moon and NYC

17 Jan

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I must warn you, this story is not for the faint of heart. I was just telling this story to Jenn the other night and I remembered terrifying it was. And I though to myself, “Something this horrifying should be shared with the blogosphere.”

It was back in the day when I was living in New York. The BYU students were a couple blocks out of Harlem in Columbia’s dorms. I was on the eighth floor on the side facing away from Riverside Park.

It was a normal night. I went to bed in my closet of a room and fell asleep. I was woken up at about 4 a.m. to the most horrifying sound in the world. (Sidenote: If you know anything about me, you know I am a professional sleeper and don’t wake up for anything.) The sound I heard can only be described as a man getting hit it the knees with an aluminum bat, his body falling to the ground and then blood curdling screaming and yelling.

I have never been so scared in my life. I was on the eighth floor but I was sure whoever hit that dude with a bat was going to come upstairs and kill me. Luckily we had crazy security in our building. The screaming went on for a few minutes but it felt like forever.

Eventually the screaming stopped. So either the guy passed out from pain or left somehow.

The next morning I found out that it happened on the opposite side of the building from me on the edge of Riverside Park. Yet it sounded like the guy was screaming in my ear.

If you thought the fear stopped there, you’re dead wrong. The next night, my friend Mike and I were watching House in his room as we did every night. We looked out his window overlooking Riverside Park and there were tons of police cars with their lights on. Then there were all these cops looking all through the park with flashlights.

We still have no idea what they were looking for. But considering the surrounding happenings, I’m going to go with body parts. Gew. :/

But in the words of John Candy, “We can laugh about it now. We’re all right.” 🙂
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New Friends

11 Sep

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I have been keeping this a secret for a long time, but I think the time has come to let the world know. There are lots of rats in New York City. I know what you are thinking, “Wow, this is brand new information!” It was a shock for me, too.  Especially when you see one of them scurrying across your kitchen counter. Which is also the point at which you make the conscious decision not to make sandwiches directly on the counter.

The building where I worked was also known for its infestation of the little vermin. It was interesting to see that few people would flinch when the fire alarm would go off, but a whole floor could be instantly vacant at the site of a mouse.

One such occasion was when our intern group was meeting to do our final run-throughs the night before our presentation. I had just finished my totally sweet part of the presentation and was leaning against the wall. I was feeling calm and confident and ready for anything. Just then, I was caught off guard by a certain someone who had not invited to the meeting.

I looked down to see one of our little mouse friends run right in front of my feet. Without saying a word, I began to run, but I was moving in slow motion. Despite my lack of verbal warning, everyone knew what was going on; screaming and yelling commenced. As I ran out of the room, I saw one of our advisors, Stacey, bolt out the door before me. One of the guy interns jumped into the lap of the remaining advisor, Ralph, while the rest of the interns made it to safety by jumping onto tables and chairs.

I finally made it out the door. Far from the chaos of the conference room, Stacey and I panted and laughed in the hall. We walked back into the room to find interns slowly and cautiously returning to the ground from the safety of tables and chairs.

Don’t think for a second that this was the only visit we got from our mouse. However, the second visit did not elicit the kind of the reaction the first one did.  Instead of running and screaming and jumping into grown men’s laps, the guys actually acted like guys and not scared little girls.
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I’m Not Cryin’

13 Aug

Cheap Albendazole Natrexone Buy Friday was the last day of my internship. Reports were finished, sushi was eaten, my desk was cleaned, mugs were taken, and tears were shed. I walked through the city and rode with subway with sunglasses on to hide the evidence. We’ll see what self-control I can muster when it’s time to say goodbye to New York…..

 

P.S. I hope some of you caught my reference in the title.