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Sunday, August 28, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Confession #16: Rumble in the Bronx
Unless you are living in a remote outpost of Denali National Park, AK (Hi Corrie!) then you've all heard we felt the earthquake here in NYC yesterday. For your long-lost-to-the-world-of-blogging NYC Momma, here is how the experience played out:
Arden and I were in the bedroom about to change her diaper when I noticed the mirror on the wall bouncing around. I kept walking and saw the photos on the same wall doing the same thing. In my mind there were only two explanations for what was happening...
Reason #1: I shouldn't have had that fat bomb, otherwise known as a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich, on a bagel for cryin' out loud.... WITH cream in my iced coffee for goodness sake... for my second breakfast. That insane indulgence had pushed me over the fat fatty line so much so that I literally shake the stuff on the walls now when I walk.
Only after having that thought did I realize the stuff was bouncing around while I was standing there observing it. I took a look in the living room and noticed Penny kinda sniffing around which was odd. Then for about 6 seconds I got a strange wave of what seemed like vertigo. Something akin to what then end of reality might feel like. Naaa, just the effects of too much coffee.
Ah ha! I then realized what it was.
Reason #2: Just another huge truck passing by, rumbling our apartment-house around again.
At least that is what I thought until I checked my email... You see, I'm one of those I-love-tv-but-think-it’s-evil moms so I had no idea an earthquake was coming. Now that makes perfect sense.
Gotta go. Off to Shake Shack for lunch... :)
Arden and I were in the bedroom about to change her diaper when I noticed the mirror on the wall bouncing around. I kept walking and saw the photos on the same wall doing the same thing. In my mind there were only two explanations for what was happening...
Reason #1: I shouldn't have had that fat bomb, otherwise known as a bacon, egg and cheese sandwich, on a bagel for cryin' out loud.... WITH cream in my iced coffee for goodness sake... for my second breakfast. That insane indulgence had pushed me over the fat fatty line so much so that I literally shake the stuff on the walls now when I walk.
Only after having that thought did I realize the stuff was bouncing around while I was standing there observing it. I took a look in the living room and noticed Penny kinda sniffing around which was odd. Then for about 6 seconds I got a strange wave of what seemed like vertigo. Something akin to what then end of reality might feel like. Naaa, just the effects of too much coffee.
Ah ha! I then realized what it was.
Reason #2: Just another huge truck passing by, rumbling our apartment-house around again.
At least that is what I thought until I checked my email... You see, I'm one of those I-love-tv-but-think-it’s-evil moms so I had no idea an earthquake was coming. Now that makes perfect sense.
Gotta go. Off to Shake Shack for lunch... :)
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