Photo per Day #2: TGIF

Literally. After driving around the city, trying to find parking spaces to no avail last night, the kids decided that they wanted to go to Friday's instead. I caved.

Photo Per Day #12: TGIF

Yea! It's almost the weekend! A few more hours of this view (below), an afternoon at a client site, and then the fun begins with a visit from my girlfriend Yammikins.

And if my bro is reading this, please note your name, actually your entire family's signatures, remain on the bottom of the white board in my office. We're just conducting business around the more important stuff in life.

Friday the 13th

In lieu of giving in to the "bad luck" of the day, I thought I would capture thirteen things that make me happy (in no particular order and not an exhaustive list).

1. Snuggling with my boys
2. Sunshine (on my shoulders . . . )
3. Travel (for pleasure v. business)
   
4. Dancing wildly
5. Cupcakes
6. Cocktails with my girlfriends
7. My husband's cooking
8. The holiday market at Union Square
9. Birds (e.g., sparrows, finches and sandpipers)
10. Church bells, candles and incense
11. The smell of fresh pipe tobacco
    
12. Christmas (e.g., trees, lights, songs, festivities, presents)
13. Stinky (our passionate, incessantly hungry, bulimic, black cat)

Oh. Did I say thirteen? I meant a baker's dozen plus one . . . 'cause you can't help but look at these cuties from a bygone era and feel real joy. (And no, it's not Bowie, Henrik Lundqvist, Paul Rudd or John Cusack, so there.)

Hyperactive

Too much work + leaving early two days in a row = coming to work super early and praying to God to accomplish all that I need to accomplish today. I'm praying not only for quantity but also high quality for my clients' sake.

Leaving work at 5:30 p.m. = traffic. Serious traffic. Who knew? Not sure if it's a) normal, b) construction-related, c) Buffalo Bill's camp-related, or d) all of the above. Must never leave at such an early hour again.

Coming to work at 3:00 a.m. = no coffee. Anywhere. Who knew?

Tonight = dinner with mom, sis and Uncle Herb.

And now's the time on Sprockets when we dance: a little tune from the college years to sum up my life.