Balloons

I love, love, love this picture.  It was taken in the elevator in my building.  I was on my way to Ashley's farewell party from the city... she asked me to do decorations, and well what party is a party without some balloons.  Pretty much everything about this photo makes me happy!

Leaf

A Rainy Saturday Drive

Deer

This is my favorite new product at work.  You put it together yourself. It is made out of cardboard. 

Welcome to the 50's

I attended a mock-tail party. The theam was the 50's.  It was about 100 deg in the appartment... good thing my dress was made of wool.

I am bit disappointed I didn't get really any other pics of my hair. This one does not do justice to the back combed, twisted, sprayed massiveness that it was.

Labor Day Coney Island

Just enjoying the life.. and a day at the beach.  This was taken pretty early on.. the beggings of freckles are just starting to take a hold of my face.

Aja came too!  She had never been to Coney Island. I am glad we got one last chance to see it in all it's splendor

Ok, so as we left for the day we rode the Wonder Wheel.  In case you were wondering... When they say swinging baskets they DO NOT mean rocking, they most assuredly mean swinging.  Somehow I was mistaken in my assumption of this.  I don't think I took my grip off that cage door the entire time.  Somehow I love days like this one!


 

Where did you go Joe Dimaggio?

Ok so once again I have had a laps in my blogging.  But I have a good reason... really.  

So come to find out you can get kidney stones if you are dehydrated and exhausted.  This was the only reason the doctor could give me after a battery of questions about my alcohol, tobacco, coffee, drug,.... and soda habits. (of which I only occasionally dabble in the latter ;)  And I would like to go on record as saying the test for exhaustion is not scientific enough to convince me of its merits... I don't know a single sole who could have answered any of the questions in the positive.  

Thankfully I live so close to wonderful friends who helped me get to the hospital and kept me sane in a truly painful moment.  Brenda... bless her heart... stayed with me the whole day in the ER, and was even the voice of reason when I felt this strong need to talk to my boss about why I wouldn't be at work... She took my phone away from me for the entire day!

And in truly "Gaby" fashion The day wouldn't have been complete without a bizarre moment/ story.  I was in a cab (next time ambulance.. I know James) and everyone was getting me a wheel chair when the driver says to me,  "you have to get out of the cab I can't park in front of the hospital.. there is a street cleaner coming behind me..."  yes, I was kicked to the curb (which was scrubbed by the cleaner)  Funny now, but at the time I was so angry and unable to express it due to a more pressing pain... once the pain killers kicked in, it was all I could mumble about... that, and how my doctor looked like the woman I did my internship for... and I was afraid that it was her, and I didn't want her deciding what drugs I was getting.. Lol!

The picture is from brenda who braved watching me get the messiest IV ever!  She pulled out her camera and I made her promise not to take a picture of my face:)