this weekend was pretty low-key – lots of cleaning, an amazing dinner with a girlfriend, and a huge, huge amount of reality tv. yes, that’s right – brian was out of town (for his bach party!), so i was able to watch approximately 55 hours of reality tv. it was truly a delight. so instead of the usual weekend round-up, let’s just ramble on, shall we?
last night i was out in the west village waiting for some friends, and the west village. oh, the west village. it's the most magical and wonderful of all the new york neighborhoods, and we can all profess to love our east villages, and fort greenes, and park slopes, and astorias, and upper west sides (actually no one says they love the upper west side - stroller city! - but moving along), yet deep down if we all could, we'd live in the west village. cobblestone streets, brownstones as far as the eye can see, ivy-covered buildings, dimly lit bars and cozy restaurants abound. and i sat there and thought - why don't i just live in the west village?! and then a bentley pulled up and the driver leapt out to open the door for the passenger and i was like oh yeah, that's why i don't live in the west village. i'm not a billionaire.
sweets season, also known as holiday season, is in full gear. first, mallomars are being sold. second, i found a rogue box of entemann’s devil’s food chocolate donuts at target and snapped that shit up. (it really has nothing to do with sweets season as they're sold year-round, but let's keep this thought going). my target never has them and they are the best. the. best. beyond, just so beyond. and what say you – devil’s food or the regular yellow cake chocolate donuts? (yes, you will be judged for your answer).
we recently discovered that our local priest hadn’t sent in the paperwork to our virginia church, paperwork we had given him a month ago. it was super delightful for him to hear from me, and fun for me to use every curse word in my set of vocabulary. two days later the paperwork was in virginia and i went to confession, so i think we’re all good.
remember when i posted a recipe from brian? i really need to do that again. he recently told me he was mixing up ingredients for a salad in a bucket – stuff like that is too good not to share. and how do you mistake a bowl for a bucket? the mystery of the male mind.
we are only a few weeks away from our wedding guys! i feel like i need to do more posts about it. like we’re close enough that we can all indulge me while i turn this into a wedding blog for a hot minute.