more new york photos

here are some more pictures from new york, courtesy of joe’s dad.

me and joe at his great-aunt and great-uncle’s anniversary party. i love this one.

us on the staten island ferry.

us with joe’s cousin’s tommy’s sons. they are so cute, and were so much fun!

us with joe’s family and tommy’s family.

our song

we finally have a song! we’ve debated different songs and finally decided to use the first song we publicly dance to. when we were in new york in june, we danced at the anniversary party. the song? “from this moment on” by shania twain. it’s absolutely perfect, and we both like it. it’s my favorite song of hers.

here are the lyrics:


(I do swear that I’ll aways be there. I’d give anything and
everything and I will always care. Through weakness and strength,
happiness and sorrow, for better or worse, I will love you with
every beat of my heart.)

From this moment life has begun
From this moment you are the one
Right beside you is where I belong
From this moment on

From this moment I have been blessed
I live only for your happiness
And for your love I’d give my last breath
From this moment on

I give my hand to you with all my heart
Can’t wait to live my life with you, can’t wait to start
You and I will never be apart
My dreams came true because of you

From this moment as long as I live
I will love you, I promise you this
There is nothing I wouldn’t give
From this moment on

You’re the reason I believe in love
And you’re the answer to my prayers from up above
All we need is just the two of us
My dreams came true because of you

From this moment as long as I live
I will love you, I promise you this
From this moment
I will love you as long as I live
From this moment on

the cake

thursday was my mom’s birthday. today we’re celebrating, as we always do the saturday after birthdays. my brothers and i decided to get her a gift certificate for a massage, as she’s never had one and always said she’d like one. joe and i are framing a picture of us to give her as well.

and i baked her a cake. well, tried to at least. i must be the only 25-year-old in the world who can’t bake a cake. it stuck to the pan, to the plates and to my hands as i put the top cake on top of the bottom one, which appears to be sunken in in the middle. then, the cake started coming apart as i put the frosting on (although i’ve always had that problem.

i wonder if my wonderful baking skills have anything to do with the two shots of rum joe and i had before and during the baking. hmmm…nah.

cheering up

yesterday was bad. very, very rough. everything just seemed to go wrong, and i was depressed.

so i went to the mall. i’ve really been wanting some new sheets, especially some that actually have color. all i had were white and off white.

i got these in rose. they’re 300 thread count egyptian cotton sheets. oh my gosh they’re so soft. they feel almost like satin! i don’t think i can go back to my regular cotton sheets now! joe and i loved them. i didn’t want to get up this morning. i was too comfy.

i also got two down feather pillows because i really needed pillows. jc penney is having the greatest sale right now, buy one pillow get one for $1.

i was also sad because my favorite ice cream (breyers heart smart 98 percent fat free cookies and cream) was bad. it just didn’t taste right. and ice cream is my vice. it was not pretty.

so when joe got here he surprised me with this, another one of my favorites.

it turned out being a great night. now, maybe i’ll have a little of that ice cream!

my new favorite show

so i’ve just started watching sex and the city. i rented the first season, and i’ve been glued to it. it’s great! a new show for my favorites list now.

my hero

i’ve always looked up to cal ripken jr. i grew up outside baltimore, and my family got orioles season tickets every year. Each spring we’d make the 20 minute drive into the city and trek to camden yards, which i believe is the most beautiful baseball stadium, to watch “my boys” play.

and for some reason, cal ripken became my favorite player. i followed his record in games, i collected his baseball cards. my one wish was to meet this man who earned my respect when he would spend an hour or two in the sweltering sun before each game signing autographs for fans while the other players relaxed inside.

in july 2001, i got my chance. it was cal’s last season playing, and his farewell tour was scheduled in atlanta (thank goodness for interleague play!). i had to go. i wrote a column about how i looked up to him for our sports section, and then pitched the idea of covering his press conference and game in another column to our sports editor. he made a few calls and secured press passes for me and matt, my photographer.

fast forward to july 12, 2001. i’m speeding down the interstate, stressing out that w’d be late and miss the press conference. matt is watching my spedometer reach 90 and is flipping out.

we get to turner field and are taken down into the bowels of the stadium to head to the dugout. i sit down, and when cal comes in to answer our questions, i’m just inches in front of him. it was amazing. but i still wanted to talk to him.

i approached cal’s publicist. i’m a baltimoran, i tell him. i grew up watching cal play both in person and on tv. i wait. the publicist smiles. cal would love to meet you, he tells me.

and then, i was talking to him. definitely one of the best experiences of my life. we weren’t allowed to have posed pictures taken, so matt was at the top of the dugout shooting away as cal and i talked.

i gave cal a copy of the first column i had written about him. “this is nice,” he said. “i’ll read it while i eat my pizza.”

that made my day.

our press passes allowed us access to the field and the press box, so after going up to the stands to visit my family who drove down for the gama and getting something to eat in the press box, i watched the game from the orioles dugout, no more than five feet from cal the whole time.

that was the best baseball game i’ve ever seen.