See ya!!!

I'm outta here! Michael and I are getting in a town car in 8 hours, we're going to NYC and we'll be back next week. I see a xanax and a Jet Blue flight in my future!

Have a great week y'all!

Audience Participation Time

OK people, next Thursday I leave for NYC, the land of apparently better bagels, slices of sky and the original home of Tiffany's. I am attending Night of a Thousand Gowns where Michael's friend Gefil Tefish (Jeffrey to us) will be crowned Empress XX of New York. Saturday night and most of the day will be taken with the ball and preparations for the ball (I AM Cinderella!!! I am!).

Anyway, I have a few ideas of things to do. Jeffrey said he'd take me to the FIT museum, we're going to go to the top of the Empire State Building and we're spending a whole day in Michael's home neighborhood of East Meadow. I am planning on attending SnB NYC.

Any suggestions from the gallery???

Good morning sunshine

Yay! The sun is shining and it's spring in L.A. Y'know how I know? I can smell the night blooming jasmine throughout the entire city the minute the sun goes down. The whole city smells fresh. It's the most amazing thing.

I grew up in L.A. but I don't remember the jasmine. I remember the smog, which, by the way for those of you who are relatively new, is just not the same.

When was the last time you heard them talking about a smog alert on the morning news. I can't remember one in at least the last 10 years. OK, plenty of particle alerts from fire but that's totally not the same thing.

A stage one smog alert used to be issued at least 100 days per year in the '70s when I was growing up in the valley where smog sits like the cheese on your french onion soup bowl. Nowhere to go, just collecting in the basin and dropping little cheesy bits throughout your soup.

Now, we have almost no smog alerts and certainly no stage 2 or 3. Ah the days....

I should sue the LAUSD. I have had severe chronic asthma since I was but a babe. This did not seem to matter to my gym teachers. The fact that I had my own injectable epinepherine and took a billion predisone a day (steroids are really good for a kid's growth) did not seem to matter. Running around the football field during a stage 2 smog alert was not optional and when I actually started turning blue (this really happened - more than once) my mom was called to come pick me up and take me to the hospital. No ambulance. No oxygen. Just mom. Driving as fast as she could before I passed out in the gym office (note: not in the nurse's office - bitter much?)

Anyway, today is an absolutely gorgeous day in L.A. I don't want to hear any complaining people.

I'm official

I have a computer as of yesterday and email as of this morning. A phone should be coming on Wednesday or Thursday. In the meantime, my cellphone will have to do. My boss hasn't been in yet since I started and most likely won't be in until late next week. In wonderful news, my office is lovely, my office mate is a crazy Scottish physician and I'll post a fab picture of the view sometime this weekend.

It's weird. I've been "working" for five days and of course, my f-ed up head thinks that I should be 100% up and running by now. I'm NOT! I'm trying very hard to figure out what I'm supposed to be doing around here and when the massive influx of work that is going to keep me pinned to my desk (and by the way, enormously happy) will start.

Have a great (and apparently very wet) weekend everyone.