Wow - is tomorrow already New Year's Eve? It got me thinking about 2010, what a year. It was an amazing year with LOTS of changes. Rather than write a long elaborate blog about it I thought it would be fun to recap in outline format, chronologically, a summary of 2010:
-Nate & I started dating (February)
-I spent 2 weeks in India: saw the Taj Mahal, rode a camel & elephant (March)
-My best friend & I spent a week in Italy (April)
-I graduated from Duke with my Master's in Public Policy (May)
-Nate & I visited San Francisco & Napa Valley (May)
-We moved to New York City (June)
-I got a job at the UN World Food Programme (June)
-Nate got a job in the Math Department at Columbia (July)
-Chrissy came to visit (August)
-We spent our birthdays in Boston (September)
-Our friends got married: Cara & Dan, John & Maresa, and Jessica & Austin (October-November)
-We celebrated our first Thanksgiving (November)
-My family came to NYC for our first Christmas (December)
Looking forward to 2011 and all the new things it will bring! Among them may be a move to Manhattan from Brooklyn, more friends getting married, trips to Colorado and Europe, and continuing our adventures in NYC. My sister will graduate from Columbia and Nate may start grad school. It should be quite a year!
Stay tuned... ;)
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Nor'Easter
Monday I got the good news everyone hopes for when a blizzard comes through - snow day from work! Nate and I got to go to Prospect Park and play in the snow. The park looked magical - absolutely amazing:
Lots of kids sledding too - this is definitely something I want to do next year!
All in all, we enjoyed the blizzard! Maybe after a few of them we'll be over it, but for now we love it!
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Merry Christmas!
Nate and I both had holiday parties - his was up at his office at Columbia, mine was at a restaurant a few blocks away from the WFP office. I am of the firm belief that holiday parties are an essential component of the holiday season ;) Jenni crashed his party too, which was fun. After Nate's we walked around Columbia's campus, they had beautiful white lights up on the trees along the walkways. Magical :)
We had a fun Christmas surprise this year - our good friend Katie had a group of us over a couple weeks back - and to our surprise, Nate's best friend Dylan was in town! We had a fun night of catch-phrase, tacos, and margaritas. Nate was super excited that Dylan came to visit. We're lucky to have great friends up here!
For Christmas Eve dinner we returned to a family favorite - db Bistro - which is near Times Square. It was Nate's first time there, we had a delicious 3-course prix fixe dinner, very special. The picture of my mom, sister and I above - we have one from 2003 that is exactly the same! We had fun replicating it seven and a half years later! Christmas Day we celebrated at Nate & my apartment in Brooklyn. Nate cooked breakfast for everyone, we opened presents - lots of thoughtful, beautiful presents, and lots of laughing and smiling! Then my mom and sister cooked dinner, Nate & I skyped with his sister and her husband in Colorado and his parents in Gainesville. Even when you can't be together, skype can help, the video is ten times better than just a phone call!
I feel so happy and incredibly blessed to spend this Christmas with my family and sweetheart in the most magical city! All our love :)
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Jessica's Wedding
I came into town for my oldest friend's wedding - we have known each other since we were two years old! Jessica and I both went to Brentwood, where we were in school together until 2nd grade when I transferred to Talbot. We met again at Gainesville High School although not becoming close friends until we were seniors. We stayed close throughout college and after, the rest is history! I knew Austin in high school and then after college I worked for the same company as him in 2008 - Charles Perry Construction, which does a lot of the corporate construction in Gainesville - UF, churches, hospitals, etc. I was really excited when they started dating in 2009, and was not all surprised when they were engaged a year later! Celebrations started Friday! We started early, with meeting Jessica, Katie, and Jana at 9 to get our nails done – hot pink of course. I wore a little sundress and apparently didn’t look at the weather forecast because the night before a huge cold front had come through Gainesville (in my defense, it’s not typical for November!). Next we had our Bridesmaids’ Luncheon at the Gainesville Country Club, where I got to see Jessica’s cousins Kimber, Kelli, and Angie, who I’ve known since high school which is crazy! And Kimber’s girls, Kylie and Camryn. I couldn’t believe how big they were! They were teeny tiny when we were in high school! The luncheon was really fun:
After that though I needed some warmer clothes so we made a pit stop at the mall before the Rehearsal and Rehearsal Dinner! The rehearsal was the most productive of any rehearsal I’ve been to – it was a more complicated ceremony with standing, sitting, and filing in and out a couple times, so it was a good thing we rehearsed! Jessica wore a stunning bright turquoise dress at the rehearsal and looked amazing, I want to steal this dress! Her faux bouquet was cute too, it’s one tradition I really love with all the bows from your wedding gifts making a ribbon bouquet that you practice with at the rehearsal.
We relaxed back at the house, the rehearsal dinner was casual and fun, great food, followed by an early bedtime! Jessica, Caroline and me slept all in a row in a king size bed for Jessica’s last night as a single lady!

The ceremony was beautiful, and since there was some sitting everyone could see Jessica’s HOT PINK satin shoes! Anyone who knows Jessica knows she is classic but with a splash, and the hot pink shoes could not have been more her! We had quite the hunt for them over the summer… luckily we found them for the day! After the ceremony we headed back on the party bus to the Weingart house for cocktail hour. There I was reunited with Nate and one of my closest friends, Janeen and her husband Ryan. They are also expecting a girl in MARCH! Expect more blog posts on that later! We took some great photos down at the koi pond in the backyard/gazebo, here are my two favorites:



There were 18 of us in the wedding party plus Jessica and Austin – we put the PARTY in wedding party! I’ve known most of the group since middle or high school, so it was really fun to be reunited and celebrate with everybody. It was really fun to see Janeen & Ryan too, it's also weird to think they have been married almost 3 years! Crazy!

Lastly, four of us from high school were reunited! It’s hard to believe 9 years ago we were seniors – the ’03 girls! Here we are now at Jessica’s wedding – time has FLOWN and I am so thankful to still be close to these amazing women – Janeen, Ashley, Jessica, and Me!

It was an amazing weekend – so much fun celebrating Jessica and Austin and I could not be happier for them! It was a blast to be there for their day.
Catching up on Fall
Nate and I were lucky to witness our first fall of leaves changing right around the corner at Prospect Park. Really beautiful! Fall weather up north certainly beats the weather in the south… but come winter I think I’ll want to trade back! Favorite fall photo below:
More to come soon!!!
Sunday, October 17, 2010
John's Wedding in Orlando
When the ceremony ended, we had a “bubbles” farewell for John & Maresa – and I was pleased with how well my picture of it turned out! After that, a group of us went to Miller’s Alehouse before parting ways to head home. Congrats again to our friends!
Saturday we drove to Gainesville to spend the day with our families. One of the nice things about wedding season is that we’ve gotten to see our families more than we otherwise would, since we live in New York! Nate’s parents made us dinner, and my parents made us dessert! We had a funny photo shoot at his parents house, including an authentic Wisconsin “cheese-head” hat and trying to get the unruly kittens to pose with us for a picture! This was the best we could do:
Friday, October 15, 2010
When I'm 25
A few weeks ago, I turned 25. Unlike most of my friends who turned 25 this year, initially I didn’t find anything particularly monumental about it. Being able to rent a car, when I live in NYC, hardly seemed worthy of a major celebration. It’s turning 30 that’s had most of my attention… it’s the big benchmark on the horizon. But, the other day, I started thinking about being a kid, remembering all of the times we had to write essays on where we thought we’d be when we’re 25. “When I’m 25.” Wow. As a kid, this seemed so old. It seemed like at 25, I’d be a grown-up.
When I was little, I thought I’d be married, with kids. I thought I’d have a house and a dog – finally! My sister was allergic, so we couldn’t get one. I remembered thinking, that’s my top priority! Get a dog! Mom and Dad won’t be able to stop you! A fluffy loving golden retriever. I remembered thinking I’d be very responsible and very serious. I remembered thinking that I’d be someplace shiny and big, a friendly house and neighbors. I remembered wanting my childhood friends to live next door and for our kids to play together in the backyard, maybe we’d have a fort, something cooler than the simple swing-set my sister and I had to play on.
When I was in high school, I thought 25 sounded boring. All my attention was on college. In high school, I felt like I was at a crossroads, after a socially stigmatizing middle school experience filled with ridicule and isolation, I had become less the wallflower, as band drum major and student body vice president. Not popular, but not unpopular either. College was my chance for reinvention. 25 seemed like a benchmark beyond the finish line at the end of college, where I’d take a victory lap and everyone would applaud. 25 wasn’t as enamoring as my idealistic vision of my childhood years, and not as immanent as it would appear to be in college. 25 was just… 25. Who cared?
In college, 25 appeared as a finish line in a different way. My future focus in college was all about law school. If I started when I turned 22, I would graduate a few months before turning 25. At 25 I thought I’d be a lawyer, with a great offer in a firm in Washington DC, a working professional perhaps engaged to a classmate. I’d be working on international law, something I was extremely interested in during my undergraduate college years. I remember feeling like it’s not that far away. I remembered thinking a house and kids were the last thing on my mind. I remember vividly not wanting to return to Florida. So when an international issue tugged at my heartstrings and I abandoned the law school plan for an internship in Italy, the plan changed. It was the first time in my life that I didn’t know where I’d be at 25. It was also the first time I didn’t really care.
In grad school, 25 was just a few laps away. Running through a matrix of awkward social functions, jilted classmates stressed about policy memos and STATA outputs, 25 again became a dream. At 25, I started to think, I’ll be out of here! It became a benchmark for freedom from the tiresome world of graduate studies, where spring break isn’t a break, summer break is internship season, and even Christmas “you ought to be working on your master’s project.” Reading for fun became a guilty indulgence, one I finally gave up for a couple years. Everything swarmed around “the future” and “networking” and “job opportunities.” In the sinking economic climate, the year 25 seemed like salvation. By then, I thought, things will work out.
So where am I now? In the most basic descriptive sense, I’m exactly where I want to be. I’m a Partnerships Manager for the United Nations World Food Programme, working with people I respect and adore, on the issue of hunger, which is my passion. I’m living with the boy who in high school was my unattainable dream. I live near my sister and my parents visit often enough. Once the social outcast, I am deeply grateful for the exceptional friends I have in my life, some who have been there every step of the way since high school, some who I share the bond of college or sorority life with, and some who are co-grad-school survivors or travel companions.
In a more meaningful sense, I am incredibly happy. Somewhere in between childhood and high school and college and grad school I discovered things that I love and am passionate about. Reading, writing, taking photos for fun, traveling, Africa have become passions and pleasures. I’m studying French despite my anxiety in speaking new languages (I love to read them). I collect art from all over the world. I have broken away from stereotypes and expectations that going to college in southern Florida I felt trapped me. I still plan, everything, from wedding weekends and reunions to my carefully regimented after-work routine of the gym, errands, a snack, dinner, and select TV shows (Glee). I’m not married in the perfect house with the golden retriever, and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that lifestyle, but I’m exactly where I want to be, and that’s important. I’m also not too serious, I’m somewhat responsible, but I’m more spontaneous than I ever thought I’d be. Adventures that used to scare me now thrill me. My life has a lot of love and meaning in it. That’s where I am, at 25.
When I was little, I thought I’d be married, with kids. I thought I’d have a house and a dog – finally! My sister was allergic, so we couldn’t get one. I remembered thinking, that’s my top priority! Get a dog! Mom and Dad won’t be able to stop you! A fluffy loving golden retriever. I remembered thinking I’d be very responsible and very serious. I remembered thinking that I’d be someplace shiny and big, a friendly house and neighbors. I remembered wanting my childhood friends to live next door and for our kids to play together in the backyard, maybe we’d have a fort, something cooler than the simple swing-set my sister and I had to play on.
When I was in high school, I thought 25 sounded boring. All my attention was on college. In high school, I felt like I was at a crossroads, after a socially stigmatizing middle school experience filled with ridicule and isolation, I had become less the wallflower, as band drum major and student body vice president. Not popular, but not unpopular either. College was my chance for reinvention. 25 seemed like a benchmark beyond the finish line at the end of college, where I’d take a victory lap and everyone would applaud. 25 wasn’t as enamoring as my idealistic vision of my childhood years, and not as immanent as it would appear to be in college. 25 was just… 25. Who cared?
In college, 25 appeared as a finish line in a different way. My future focus in college was all about law school. If I started when I turned 22, I would graduate a few months before turning 25. At 25 I thought I’d be a lawyer, with a great offer in a firm in Washington DC, a working professional perhaps engaged to a classmate. I’d be working on international law, something I was extremely interested in during my undergraduate college years. I remember feeling like it’s not that far away. I remembered thinking a house and kids were the last thing on my mind. I remember vividly not wanting to return to Florida. So when an international issue tugged at my heartstrings and I abandoned the law school plan for an internship in Italy, the plan changed. It was the first time in my life that I didn’t know where I’d be at 25. It was also the first time I didn’t really care.
In grad school, 25 was just a few laps away. Running through a matrix of awkward social functions, jilted classmates stressed about policy memos and STATA outputs, 25 again became a dream. At 25, I started to think, I’ll be out of here! It became a benchmark for freedom from the tiresome world of graduate studies, where spring break isn’t a break, summer break is internship season, and even Christmas “you ought to be working on your master’s project.” Reading for fun became a guilty indulgence, one I finally gave up for a couple years. Everything swarmed around “the future” and “networking” and “job opportunities.” In the sinking economic climate, the year 25 seemed like salvation. By then, I thought, things will work out.
So where am I now? In the most basic descriptive sense, I’m exactly where I want to be. I’m a Partnerships Manager for the United Nations World Food Programme, working with people I respect and adore, on the issue of hunger, which is my passion. I’m living with the boy who in high school was my unattainable dream. I live near my sister and my parents visit often enough. Once the social outcast, I am deeply grateful for the exceptional friends I have in my life, some who have been there every step of the way since high school, some who I share the bond of college or sorority life with, and some who are co-grad-school survivors or travel companions.
In a more meaningful sense, I am incredibly happy. Somewhere in between childhood and high school and college and grad school I discovered things that I love and am passionate about. Reading, writing, taking photos for fun, traveling, Africa have become passions and pleasures. I’m studying French despite my anxiety in speaking new languages (I love to read them). I collect art from all over the world. I have broken away from stereotypes and expectations that going to college in southern Florida I felt trapped me. I still plan, everything, from wedding weekends and reunions to my carefully regimented after-work routine of the gym, errands, a snack, dinner, and select TV shows (Glee). I’m not married in the perfect house with the golden retriever, and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that lifestyle, but I’m exactly where I want to be, and that’s important. I’m also not too serious, I’m somewhat responsible, but I’m more spontaneous than I ever thought I’d be. Adventures that used to scare me now thrill me. My life has a lot of love and meaning in it. That’s where I am, at 25.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Cara's Wedding in Chicago!
Last weekend we spent an amazing 2 days in Chicago celebrating the wedding of my first college friend at FSU – Cara! Cara and I met at orientation before we even started at FSU and I instantly liked her – she had pink toenails and she was in Honors program too! On move-in day in August 2003 she moved into the dorm room right across the hall from me – and we’ve been friends ever since! We went to our first FSU football game together (see the throwback picture!) We also joined Lady Spirithunters together in Winter 2004, and co-founded the now infamous group known affectionately as The Breakfast Club! Boston Birthday Trip
We finished the loop around the wharf, where we took a cute picture as it got really windy! From there we walked up to the spot of the Boston Massacre, up state street, for a look at a few more historical sights. Then took the subway to meet Chrissy for the end of the FSU game-watching party – they won, go Noles! Also ran into a sorority sister, Catherine, and her husband Jared!
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