This past Saturday I watched a documentary on Netflix titled “Tiny: A Story About Living Small.” While I had heard of tiny homes I had no idea the small things had made themselves into a movement. I felt so inspired to view “living small” from many different perspectives across the country.
If you’re interested, take a look at the preview:
You can watch the full film on Netflix!
Happy weekend! This weekend I’m dog-sitting this cute beebee, spending some quality time on the roof, and attending a brunch series at Nitehawk. Oh my gosh, have you been to Nitehawk? I finally got around to going and now I’m hooked. It’s basically a $60 date if you do it up right, but it’s worth it every once in a while. This weekend Boy and I will be eating Kahlua-laced cereal and watching old, old cartoons either Saturday or Sunday morning. Let’s go together sometime!
So, I did a bit of shopping. My refrigerator is now full of shandy and…hang on…lactose free milk. Eh, it’s summer. Why cook?
I’m glad my job made the cut. I think it’s so important to find a comfortable balance between your work life and your personal life. This is coming from someone who demoted herself, and I couldn’t be happier. I still have people who ask me why I took a step down on the “corporate ladder.” I feel like I’m preaching.
Olive oil and sea salt on vanilla ice cream? My to-do list for this summer just got a bit longer.
Today, at approximately 6:00PM EST, at the age of 28 11 months and 23 days, I officially gave up music festivals.
I attended 4 Knots Music Festival earlier today, due to Dinosaur Jr. being the headliner and because the festival was completely free. When I arrived at 2PM, one hour after the start of the first band, I was barely within viewing distance of the stage. The weather was nice so I decided to relax and take in the scenery. Because I was only there to see Dinosaur Jr., Boy, A, and I went to a nearby bar to grab some cocktails and some snacks. We headed over to “The Dead Rabbit” at the recommendation of A. Try any of their Highballs or Pop-Inns. You won’t regret it. And, hey, why not throw in a lobster roll while you’re at it?
In addition to the great cocktails “The Dead Rabbit” also houses a grocery section at the back of the bar. They carry dry goods like spreads and tapenades, oils and vinegars, olives and pickles, and even hard-to-find Irish and British imports.
After “The Dead Rabbit” I was introduced to Chia, the Chow Chow. And, yes, her fur was just as soft as you’re imagining. Follow her Instagram here: Chia the Chow Chow.
Upon arrival back at 4 Knots the crowd had grown exponentially. We stayed to see part of Mac Demarco, in waiting for Dinosaur Jr. The “venue” was so cramped and several members of the crowd decided to smoke. I couldn’t handle it any longer. We ended up leaving. I’m so sorry, J. Mascis. I really wanted to see you!
I must be honest. I’m starting a new feature all because of Allie Lehman's new tattoo. I adore the fact that she's decided to go jewelry-free and tattoo over her ring finger in place of her engagement ring-wedding band duo. I'm not married but the idea of engagement rings with large stones just isn't appealing to me. A simple hammered gold wedding band seemed spot on. It still does. I just noticed Allie's new tattoo and I had to share. I'm in love.
What do you think?
Boy and I went to Nitehawk Sunday afternoon and had the pleasure of seeing Coastgaard perform. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect. Perfect summer weather + prior semi-music funk.
I hope you like them, too.
I’ve always loved the Fourth of July holiday for the obvious reasons like extra family time and country pride. As I’ve gotten older I’ve grown to appreciate summer weather. The warm weather plus the 3-day weekend were exactly what I needed. It rained much of the 4th but that didn’t keep us from spending plenty of time outside on Saturday and Sunday. Our Saturday started at the NYC Beach Bus. I highly recommend the bus for quick roundtrip travel to Rockaway Beach.
Saturday evening was spent at MCU Park watching the Cyclones on Seinfeld Night. It was a blast, despite the painful loss. (18-2. Ouch!)
Sunday midday was spent at Nitehawk in Williamsburg. I have no idea why it took me so long to get around to Nitehawk. This morning’s theme was “Country Brunchin’” We ate brunch and watched “Mars Attacks!”
My dad sent me this picture on Wednesday when I was at work. 1.) I’m so proud of how well my dad has adapted to his cell phone and 2.) What a great photo. My parents live in North Central Arkansas and were traveling from a short trip in Missouri to Fayetteville, Arkansas to visit my sister and her husband for the holiday weekend. I haven’t lived outside of New York in four years but I get so excited any time my parents send me photos from “home.”
I have a big, holiday weekend planned. How about you?
There’s this great stretch of block on 28th Street between 7th and 8th Avenues that houses plants ranging from mini succulents to great Japanese maples. I noticed it one day on my walk home from work. Because I happened to have a bit of cash on me today I decided to stroll down the block and see how much a local shop charged for succulents. Fortunately I had enough for two succulents, two pots, and two saucers.
I had some potting mix left over from a previous project so I was super stoked to get started on housing my new friends.
What a sad smiley face
The boy and I went to Rockaway Beach this weekend by way of the NY Beach Bus. When the bus’s website says to get there at least fifteen minutes early they mean it. We arrived two minutes before departure (dang Q train) to find out the bus sold any at-the-time empty seats to anyone standing by. Though we had bought our tickets online the day before, the three of us, plus three people behind us, had to cram three to a seat in the school bus. AND the bus decided to hand out the provided Sixpoint beers before the bus left. So that Sixpoint “Rad” beer I was super excited to try was already taken by the rest of the bus. Lesson learned, I guess…
New York, NY
Sunday was spent eating sweet potato pancakes at The Cardinal and kicking around a soccer ball in the park.
Now that my Westhampton plans have fallen through my weekend to-do list is looking less and less exciting. On the flip side I’m working to slowly restock my bar cart. My bar took a hit this past winter and I’m afraid I’ve let things slip since then. I mean, come on, my bourbon decanter got so much use this past autumn that the spring spout gave out on me.
This weekend will consist of wine and sunshine.