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St. Pat’s from the past

Well hello there, M.I.A. and Houdini!

I’m a little offended that I haven’t received an e-mail from either of you all week. But considering you, Bailey are in New York celebrating St. Patty’s in style and you, Bridget are joining me in Sun Valley this weekend I’ll let it slide.

It’s St. Patrick’s Day! I’m wearing green, of course. And am highly judgemental of those who don’t. One day a year you are asked to wear a certain color, how hard is it? 

My boss has never worn green and I just think that makes her kind of a stuffy b*tch. Sorry, but if you can’t celebrate a holiday, what can you celebrate? She’s in all black today. Maybe it’s a mormon thing, like Jehovah’s witness’ where they don’t celebrate holiday’s of other denominations. Stuffy b*tches.

I’m nostalgic today because you’re celebrating in New York City, Bailey. You’re with some of my favorite people day drinking fancy free in the sun while I sit here at my desk doing none of those things. My favorite St. Patty’s day ever was actually in NYC with you.

It was a long fabulous day that started like this:

Then we watched the parade, illegally participated in the parade, drank some green beer, ate a hot dog at a random house, visited a few more random houses, miraculously ran in to friends from San Diego, got in an argument with a stranger about politics, took this picture not knowing the zoom was on:

Took a nap, attempted to go to the bar, ended up at an apartment party that looked like a bar where you made out with who I’m pretty sure is now The Situation, made it to the bar where we decided we couldn’t rally anymore, got a cheese steak, got lost, found our way and went to sleep.

It was the best day ever and I’m SO bummed I’m not there with you today. But I hope you are having an absolutely fabulous time and too inebriated to even be reading this right now.

As for you, Bridget we are Sun Valley bound tomorrow night and I am so excited! I can’t wait to pretend we’re rich and fabulous and hang out at the lodge and swim in the giant jacuzzi. I need a girls trip and this is going to be wonderful.

It’s back to work for me, but before I go I thought I would leave you with some St. Patrick’s Day Fun Facts:

34.5 million U.S residents claim Irish ancestry, that is 9 times the current population of Ireland.

St. Patrick was actually Scottish.

The 4 leaf clover is the symbol of St. Patrick’s day to represent the sign of the cross.

The City of Boston’s population has almost 25% direct Irish descendents.

Over 94 million people wear green on St. Patrick’s day world wide.




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Spicy Tuna, Hold the Ruler

Bridget and Bianca,

Hello and happy Thursday! Not that the days of the week really mean anything to me as an unemployed individual, but it’s always good to keep track of when the weekend comes so normal beings can start casually drinking with me. Which will be neither of you b’s this spook-tacular weekend since by now Bianca, you are probably spilling strawberry margs on your white swimsuit and Bridget you’ll be in Denver drinking free booze at your cousin’s pubs!

Well I’m happy to announce I had my one month anniversary of being back in the Holy Land this week. I have had my highs and lows, but I am on the road to being a full blown resident. I got my car (and my plates yesterday!), I have moved out of my parents and next on the list is to join the gym and I suppose get a job. I should go to the grocery store, but honestly I don’t know if that is one thing I’ll adjust to for awhile. In New York we used our fridge for leftovers and freezer for booze. Plus I have to go to all my old favorite spots that I haven’t dined at in the past three years.

My mom and I went to Ichiban last night, which is always delicious and there is half off Sake and beer on Wednesdays. Too bad I’m allergic to beer and hate Sake unless its in Sake bomb form which seemed a little inappropriate with mother so we stuck to a nice Pinot Grigio. Point of the story, I was a little distraught when from our table we were watching the bus boy literally get out a ruler and measure the amount of wine that he poured into the wine glass. Is this normal? I mean I know they can’t fill it up NYC style to the brim (which I ❤ and will still abide by in my personal dining experiences) but I mean a ruler is a little overkill. I need reassurance that this isn’t normal….please. I get that the law is the law, but a wooden ruler with my Funky Charlie isn’t what I expected and is just a little tacky. This put my Wednesday night dining experience a 7 out of 10.

Next on the list are Vinto (gluten free pizza!), Red Iguana, Sawadee and boozey brunch tour of SLC to find the best bloody mary (I’ll tell you more about this later but get excited).

Well ladies I look forward to next week when you will both be back in action and we can continue to take this city by storm.



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