wine by the color

Monday, January 09, 2006

It was a fairly quiet weekend here. Thursday night's movie with freakgirl was one of several social outings last week, so I used this weekend to catch up on rest, attend the first birthday party of my cousin's little girl and enjoy the NFL wild-card games. I also worked on my resume in case the Jets want to interview me for their head coaching position, which should officially be available any minute now.

Yesterday I went into the city to hang with The Colonel. We watched the Giants get their asses handed to them and then enjoyed a viewing of "The 40-Year-Old Virgin." The Colonel has the struggling actor/starving artist thing going on, so I always take him out to eat when I visit. Last night we had dinner at a BBQ place on the Upper West Side called Brother Jimmy's, where we absolutely stuffed ourselves. I barely ate breakfast this morning.

The other thing I accomplished this weekend was adding a few photo galleries to the site, including, believe it or not, the pictures from Hawaii. Finally. Fortunately, my memory isn't as bad as it by all means should be, so I was actually able to remember what the photos are.

As I said in the very first post on Wine By The Color, although I have good intentions, I don't get around to stuff right away. This serves as a fine case in point. Nonetheless, enjoy. The pictures don't do Hawaii justice and I'd highly recommend you make it a priority to visit at least once. I'm hoping to so do once a year but I understand that might not be realistic. Perhaps I'll send my new fake resume to the University of Hawaii as well, in case they have any coaching positions available.

2 Comments:

  • At 1/09/2006 3:25 PM, Blogger freakgirl said…

    The Hawaii pictures are beautiful. I want to go, I want to go!

     
  • At 1/12/2006 11:02 AM, Blogger jersey girl said…

    Maggie, you and me both. I've been fortunate in my life in that I've gotten to go to a lot of places and experience a lot of things. But the day I left Hawaii was the first time I was ever seriously depressed that a trip/vacation had come to an end. I had to drag my ass onto that plane.

     

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