All I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth

Or at least, two WHOLE front teeth. Let me rewind. As a 7 year old, I had a rather traumatic bike accident, which involved me flying over the handle bars, landing on my face (and scraping it up something fierce in the process) and chipping my front tooth. Of course, it wasn’t a baby tooth, but an adult tooth.

After the scrapes and scabs that ran down the center of my face from my hair line to my chin had healed a bit, I went to the dentist to have my front tooth bonded. A year later, the bond came off in the cafeteria, much to my little self’s dismay. So Mom rolled up her sleeves and found the best dentist in the area and that time, the bonding lasted for 18ish years…until this past Saturday evening.

Sitting on the couch with Scott enjoying some relaxation and pad thai, I hit my front tooth with my fork and immediately…I knew. I broke out into a cold sweat, because this is one of the things I dread. With much anxiety and fear. I freaked out and ran to the bathroom. Poor Scott thought I was in major pain. Luckily I wasn’t. I was just have a spaz attack and looked like I belonged in West Virginia. I started crying and called my mom. Everything immediately seemed better and then I went out to explain to Scott that I had momentarily relapsed to a scared 7 year old and needed to be coddled, just a tad. We both calmed down at this point, I showed him my gap and he did the only thing a husband can do in these situations. Reaffirm that while yes, he thinks I am beautiful, it is not why he is with me and it makes no difference to him. Even though I would have denied it, that was exactly what I needed to hear.

It was quite humbling to have my facade of control stripped away. I am ashamed to admit that this made me realize how much I find some identity in my looks. I didn’t even leave the house until Monday for my dentist’s appointment to get the chip bonded again. Who am I!? I seriously need to work on that.

And then, because I hadn’t been to the dentist in waaay too many years, I had to have a deep cleaning, which involved eight (count them…EIGHT) shots. But I came out on the other side and have two WHOLE front teeth. Sigh.

In light of looking on the bright side of things and having a positive attitude – I’m very grateful that the chip didn’t happen in public and that I got an appointment as quickly as I did. And that I have such a sweet, wonderful husband that loves me despite my crazy and my flaws (physical and otherwise).

Happy Friday! Cheers to looking normal in time for a friends’s wedding!

A Very New Jersey Thanksgiving

Hello Friends.  I’m  a bit delinquent, but better late than never with the ol’ Thanksgiving pictures.

Scott and I headed out to the Jersey on Wednesday evening.  We decided to take the ferry and good thing too.  We got word while we were on the boat that Penn Station shut down.  As in, no trains running.  Anywhere.  On one of the biggest travel days of the year.  I can’t even imagine the mayhem.

So we got to sit and enjoy the sunset while we waited for our boat.  And look!  Even though I didn’t get to go to Virginia, I did apparently go slightly south.  Wooo!

The dock happens to be right next to a private helipad.  We saw a few members of the “one percent” taking off and landing there while we were waiting.  Must be nice to travel home for Thanksgiving in your own chartered helicopter.

The rest of our evening in Jersey was pretty low key.  Filled with family and friends, as a holiday should be.

The next day, we got up to go watch Scott’s beloved “Dawgs” (yes, that is the actual name of his high school mascot) play the annual Thanksgiving football game.  I believe the tradition of a Thanksgiving morning game started back before they had stadium lights.

They clearly do have lights for Friday night games now, but the turkey day morning tradition lives on.  I was bummed to miss the Macy’s Day Parade, but it was nice to enjoy the sun outside for a bit.

When we got home, the rest of the family had arrived…including this cutie.  Look at those motor skills go!

It was the first time we have had everyone together in awhile.  We see Scott’s family pretty regularly, but it seems to be in bits and pieces more often than not.  So it was nice to have everyone together at one table.  We all went around and said what we were thankful for.  And there is so much to be thankful for these days, but its funny how it all really boils down to a few simple things.  The top of the list for every single person was family, loved ones and just being together with said loved ones.

Little Miss Avery had a birthday recently, and the lucky girl got a bonus and opened some presents from her aunts and uncles after we had our turkey.

Sparkly pink mittens? Check.

My sister-in-law, Steph, is getting so good with her camera!  So we were able to take a full family portrait.  The closest one we have is the family portrait from our wedding, but it’s missing the kiddos (they were both zonked during pictures).  So this is a special one.

And the siblings with Grammy.

Trying for a Christmas card worthy photo…

Close but no cigar.  While I lurve that shirt, I’ve decided it doesn’t photograph well.  Or in a flattering way. 

We’re trying to start a Fitzgerald family tradition of going to the Christmas tree lighting on Black Friday.  This is year three, but unfortunately the little ones couldn’t quite make it that long.  But a few of us held down the fort.

And actually, the men ditched after these pictures were taken!  They were off in search of the bar, so it was just the ladies.  Such is life.

Oh, and by Christmas tree lighting, I mean the trees lining the main street in downtown rather than an actual evergreen.  It’s different, but still kind of cool to be in the middle of the dark street and then have all of the lights flip on around you at the same time.

We spent the rest of our holiday weekend at home, which was rather uneventful (except for a slight chipped tooth mishap. More on that tomorrow.)

In closing, I have a fun fact for you: Scott’s favorite part of the Thanksgiving feast is the cranberries…how did I never know this!?  Mine, on the other hand, is the gravy.  Everything’s better with gravy on it.

Happy Thanksgiving!!

It’s Thanksgiving tomorrow!  We are all prepared for our celebrations with Scott’s family tomorrow.

I’m thankful for so many things.  I don’t think there’s anything surprising on my list, but they are mine, so

My husband.  Mmmmm.

My cat.  Prince Sebastian, the weird.

Our family.

And our friends!

Not to mention our church, Scott’s job, my job, the fact that we get to live in New York City and have our health!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!

Order from Chaos

Hello Friends!  It’s been pretty quiet over here.  Life is chugging along as normal, so between that and traveling for work, I just haven’t had much to report!

However, I am quite happy to report that I finally found an entertainment/media center that fit our very strict size constraints AND fit both Scott’s and my aesthetic.   That is pretty hard to do.  AND I had a coupon.  We got it from World Market and I had received an email code for 25% off.  So I asked Scott if we could get it while he was in the shower (I tend to run purchases by him then – I find I usually get the answer I want.  It might be evil). I got the go ahead and I pounced.

First, let me show you the area before.  You see it there under the TV beyond the amazing Michael Jackson dance moves?

That’s a radiator cover acting as the media console.  It had a lovely neighbor as well – yes, a college style set of plastic drawers.  Shudder.

Here is another view.  In my excitement to get the new media center set up, I forgot to take a good photo of the “before.”

But here she is!

I don’t even care about the bad, late night lighting. She’s a beauty.

There’s still the mess of cords, but that can’t really be helped.  The space just feels SOOO much more put-together now.

And it gave me a chance to decorate and create this little fall vignette.  Yay.

Next thing to go – the Eiffel Tower lamp.  It will go into storage just in case I have a little girl and get a hankering to, say, spray paint it white and put a frilly pink lamp shade on it.  But it will do for us for now.  This media center is a HUGE victory.  Big.  HUGE.  It’s been on my list since Day 1, so I’ve waited a long 13 months for this bad boy.  Big sigh of contentment.

Just add it to the long list of things I am thankful for this Thanksgiving season!

Opposite Views

You thought this was a political post, didn’t you?  Luckily for you, that’s not my thing.

However, Scott and I did have slightly different views last week.  Here was Scott’s…

And here was mine…

I was in sunny Orlando for work for the last week.  I sooo love warm weather, so it was a nice treat to not be bundled up to go outside.  But it is even better to be home, with my fall-scented candles burning, piles of laundry to do and my crazy cat purring nearby…and where I need to wear a scarf when I go outside!  Oh yes, and I get to spend time with my husband!  I’m definitely a home body and missed my little family.  Glad to be home!

Adventures in Voting and our Lovely Little Weekend

I have to start by saying that I am SO glad my husband made me go with him to the polls this morning (rather than letting me go later in the morning or after work.)  Getting there at 7:30 am, we still had an hour and a half wait.  Not to get into the building, but actually waiting at our district’s table to get our ballot.  When we left at 9:00 am the line to get into the building was around the block.  I felt so grateful we at least avoided that!  This blog is not a soap box, nor is it a forum for me to complain.  But let me just say that the debacle that was our volunteer situation made Scott and I hot to trot to volunteer next year!

Unlike our voting experience, this past weekend was quite lovely.  We found out late in the week that our weekend visitor, Maria, wasn’t going to be able to come up since her work trip was cancelled due to Sandy.  So we didn’t have much planned, but it worked out perfectly.

Scott got invited to attend the Knicks vs. Miami Heat game on Friday.  A lot of seats had opened up, since many folks with tickets couldn’t make it into the city.  The lucky boy got to hang out in the company box!

He was rather excited for someone who had just told me a few days ago that he wasn’t a big basketball fan.  Just goes to show you boys like sports. Period.

While he was out, I got together with my friend, Karla.  We hadn’t seen each other in ages and we went to a packed Turkish restaurant, Beyoglu.  We had the best time – if  a restaurant is packed in New York City, you know its good!  I highly recommend it to anyone who enjoys meze.  We decided to split a bunch of small plates.  We may have ordered a dish or two too many, although I’m not complaining.  Oh and I tried (and enjoyed) octopus!  Whaaa?

While Scott was busy Saturday afternoon, I took a walk across the park to my own personal mecca, aka, TJ Maxx and Michaels in one place.  The park was in better shape than I expected, although there were a few downed trees.  This poor guy was destroyed.

It was so sad to see.  This shows you how bad the wind was during the storm.

But I do love Central Park.  It was a beautiful day to stroll through.

The rest of the weekend was full of hot apple cider (with some rum), friends, and glitter!  Cue the Alleluia chorus.  The five year old inside of me is in heaven.

Oh yes, and did I mention food?  Scott and I went college style and went to a diner for some late night munchies on Saturday.  I don’t think I’ve done that since I lived in Blacksburg!  It felt so indulgent and it was phenomenal.

On Sunday, I made spinach and artichoke pasta for my Giant-watching husband on Sunday night.  It didn’t quite fit into Scott’s request for healthier meals, but oh my, it was delicious!

The Giants didn’t fare so well, but Scott and I loved spending time together but also getting out of the house and doing our own thing.  It was perfect balance.