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January 1, 2019: Notes on New Year’s

My New Year’s celebration with Andy took us to Andover, NJ. Since I wasn’t feeling well a couple days earlier, I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to take part in the festivities. Thankfully I got plenty of rest on Sunday, and I felt much better in time for New Year’s Eve. It was a great time hanging out with our friends Allyson and Tim. I first met them about six years ago at a birthday party, and they’re both very good people.

We had such an enjoyable time hanging out at Allyson’s Andover home. It always has such a festive, Christmas-like feel during this time. I enjoy admiring the decorations, and sitting before the fireplace whenever we come over during the winter months. We also have fun watching the New Year’s Eve specials on television. It’s never a dull moment!

Andy with Little Snoopy and Christmas Snoopy!


One the many NYE shows we saw last night. We loved watching Brooke and Don!
The lovely fireplace in the daytime…with a special ‘visitor’!

October 29, 2018: Six Years After Sandy

Six years ago, Superstorm Sandy ripped through the NY/NJ area. I was living in NYC at the time, and we didn’t think it was going to make a huge impact. Especially after Irene came through the year before, and minimal damage took place. During the day, it was just rain, and we all commented that it was just another storm passing through the area.

And then, Monday night came, followed by a powerful high tide along the coastline. Many areas of the Jersey Shore were battered. Parts of Queens, Brooklyn and Staten Island were crippled (There may have been damage in the Bronx as well, but it wasn’t reported widely). Lower Manhattan flooded, and suffered a terrible blackout that lasted for days. The subway system was shut down for at least two days.

I lived in uptown Manhattan at the time, and chose to stay during the storm while my roommate went to Long Island to be with family. I felt that since we weren’t asked to evacuate, we would be fine. That night, as the wind howled and lights flickered, I stayed by my laptop and talked to my college friends online, thankful that I had people to reach out to. The following morning, I was relieved that my power was still on.

Since most of NYC suffered blackouts and severe flooding, many of us were home for the rest of that week. I spent that time maintaining contact with my friends living in NJ, who were also handling blackouts and gas rationing in their neighborhoods. It was such a crazy time for everyone living in Sandy’s aftermath.

I would like to think that it brought people closer. Friends were reaching out to others, offering shelter while their home was out of power. Unfortunately, the situation caused tension with some of my friendships as well. It was truly a learning experience for me, and I saw how people can grow apart and come together through harrowing circumstances. I surely will never forget it.

August 18, 2018: Childhood Memories

This afternoon Andy and I went to Haledon. Our route to Haledon took us by my old high school. It’s been over 20 years since I’ve visited the area, so when I realized where we were, I happily pointed it out to him. High school wasn’t particularly a great time, but I did have great moments with my circle of friends. I still speak to one of these friends to this day. It was so lovely to have the memories of bus rides return as we traveled down old pathways.

On our way out of Haledon, we passed by my cousins’ old private grade school. It is now a child developmemt center, but this location also brought back memories of my cousins attending this school when it was active, going to 8th grade graduation at the church directly next door. It was so nice to reflect on past times while completing present tasks.

July 21, 2018: Heading to Paterson

So far it’s been a productive Saturday. It began a little stressful, since my search for a wedding photographer led to Andy and I possibly facing expensive deposit amounts from one vendor, and other inquiry emails sent to others met with silence. After some digging though, we came across someone who was accessible, with a deposit amount we can deal with. After a brief but pleasant phone call, we made an appointment to meet for Monday evening.

We’re on our way to Paterson now. It’s been a month since seeing my grandparents. I can’t wait to see how everyone is doing. I’m happy that we’re seeing them today, since the next few weekends will be very busy.

Hopefully I’ll see Brittany for a few minutes. I didn’t get a chance to see her last month, due to her working. She never responded after I sent news of the wedding date to my family. She’s like that with the phone, won’t hear from her for days at a time. It would be great to hear from her again.

July 20, 2018: Filling Station

So glad that the end of the work week is here. The past few days have left me feeling at a loss of ideas for next month’s theme at work. I’m predicting that it will all come to me right before August begins. It always happens like that, so last minute. Hopefully I can find that creative spark soon.

I’m really glad about attending the crocheting group on Tuesday! I have a project to start working on, but I want to make sure my left hand is in good shape to take on such a task. I feel some soreness, but pain like always lingers daily. Even if I’m not crocheting nonstop for an hour. I think I just need to pick up the yarn and get to it.

After work I’m heading to the Filling Station. It’s a nice hangout spot in downtown Flemington, across from where I used to live. It’s open during the weekend in the summer. A couple co-workers want to stop over there, so it will be a nice thing to relax and not worry about work routines.

July 16, 2018: Book Garden

A very humid day that changed to a hot afternoon. Certainly not a time to head outside later. I feel that we’ll be okay though. As long as I stick to the routine I planned out, the afternoon should go smoothly. Unless something unexpected happens (which always does)!

Thinking about the wonderful book store time yesterday. Andy and I stopped by this lovely book store in Frenchtown called The Book Garden. There was a cute little gnome sitting on the steps, which held a story behind it (the shop keeper told us the story about a woman who gave away her gnome collection to the town as a going away present.

Such a beautiful day this is. If only we could visit there again today!