In response to this post, starting this past Monday was the first day towards achieving my personal goal of losing all the winter weight I’ve gained during these past cold months. Not defend myself, but this was my first winter in four years, so I think my body just freaked out.
I’m trying to follow the eating/food mentality of my favorite Real Housewife, Bethenny Frankel. Don’t laugh that I’m allowing reality tv intervene into my real life, but I really do like her thoughts and habits towards staying thin. (I.E. Taste everything, Eat nothing; NO to processed foods) AND she says she only works out 3-4 days a week doing yoga. I think my body type is completely capable of doing that, as long as I don’t continue allowing my eyes to be bigger than my stomach.
So I’m off…..my svelteness is on its way back!
The ”vintage date” on a bottle of wine indicates the year the grapes were picked, not the year of bottling.
My coworker is blasting a bad cover version of “We are the world” and I’m trying to drown it out by blasting U2’s album ‘Boy’.

Last night, my boyfriend took me out on a date (dinner followed by a Broadway show!). He picked me up at work, and we walked aimlessly down 9th Avenue until we found a restaurant that looked visibly appealing. We decided on eating at Bocca Di Bocco, a cozy Italian restaurant with a rustic wood interior and walls lined with wine bottles. The food was delicious, the wine was cooling, and the atomsphere was warm and pleasant. We were enjoying dinner so much, we didn’t realize we had 10 minutes to get to the show.
We got there just in time! The show is basically the song catalog of Frank Sinatra (played by an onstage big band) with dancing choregraphed by Twyla Tharp. I have to say I enjoyed the second half of the show more than the first half. The beginning of the show played all of his ‘big band’ songs, trumpets blaring, large crescendos, bravado style singing and the dance was very ‘Broadway/musical theatre’ for lack of a better term. The music in the second half (One for my Baby; My Way) lent itself more to the fluid choreography. My only negative comment is there was one dancer, Rika Okamoto, whose dancing was so awful and significantly sub-par in comparison to the rest of the dancers, that I couldn’t stand anytime she was on stage. As a professional dancer, you need to use and feel every limb….all the way down to the tips of your fingers and toes. This one dancer Rika only felt an overall feeling, and her limbs had absolutely no fluidity to them at all. Overall, she sucked.
I really enjoyed the show, and if you love to dance, I would definitely recommend Come Fly Away!