happy valentine's day

this was my day: (*i tried to post this last night but obviously it didn't work)

4:30 a.m. wake up, wondering if my 7:30 a.m. flight will be cancelled or at least delayed since we received a whopping 2-3 inches of snow. school (at that point) was delayed 2 hours.

no such luck--the flight is still on. hoofuckingray.


i leave the house a little after 6:oo a.m. after the hubs de-snow/ices the car. it takes me more than 45 minutes to get to the airport cos i'm being careful and the roads are a little icy.


6:55 a.m. i get to the airport garage, get all my shit out of the car and head to the terminal.


7:00 a.m. i slip on the ice, fall down to one knee (it is now skinned and bruised, which i keep forgetting and putting pressure on and it hurts) and am pretty much ready to call it a day. (i have a bruise and a skinned knee and it's tender. i think i pulled a thigh muscle in the process. just call me grace.)


7:10 a.m. get to the ticket counter and then through security and at the gate by 7:25 for the 7:30 flight.


it was uneventful (though i did start reading the handmaiden's tale, loaned to me by spanx; i had forgotten how disturbing this book is) and there is absolutely no white stuff anywhere near nyc. this is a good thing cos i wasn't looking forward to walking around in that shit all day.


get to the hotel, swanky. perhaps i'll take a pic and share it cos it certainly isn't like that closet i stayed in last year. i'm too lazy to look for the link, plus the computer connection is wiggy and i'm typing on borrowed time as it is. however, much like every other freaking place in this city it is now totally smoke free. i panic.


however, shortly after i got to the room and did the normal inspection i discovered that not only does the window open a bit (a total rarity in ny) but there is a candle in the room! yeah, i know, never had a candle in the room, other than the one i usually travel with cos i don't like the smoke smell. so, i crack the window a bit and light the candle and damned if the smoke alarm didn't go off! the candle is right under the smoke alarm. it went off for about 2 minutes then quit. no one came to check on me though. good thing i wasn't dying of smoke inhalation or something.


so i went out and did my work stuff. it really wasn't as bad as i was dreading, mainly because it was all in walking distance from my hotel. i will have more work stuff to do tomorrow, though not as much and i'm really thinking about going to a museum (moma perhaps) cos i heard they're free on fridays. hmm, we'll see.


i came back to the swanky room, the bed is so comfortable, and crashed for an hour. then i got some take out (which was awful) and coffee (which was good) and tried to check work email. the connection is wiggy as i said and it's not working the way it's supposed to. i'll try again tomorrow.


meanwhile, i moved the candle out from under the smoke detector and cracked the window again so i can smoke in my room.


non sequitor:

did you know that tarjay sells chocolate body paint kits? yes! it's true cos i got the hubs one for valentine's day : )