It's like riding a bike....

she prepares to mount..

So, today was a really great day for me. My dear neighbor, Bryce, is a bike man. Like, he knows his shit about bikes. Major. The other night, I rode around the park near our house for a few minutes. Just gettin my bike legs back. Ya see, when I was in 6th grade, I took the worst tumble down Rushville Lane, and I never really had the courage/guts/desire to get back on the damn thing. I've even tried a few times over the past decade in our front driveway in California, but always ended up using the garage door as my crash post (sorry for the marks, mom)... Anywhoo. This lil cruiser that Bryce has lent me is just the perfect thing. Small, and a little rickety. Sort of like yours truly. 

Today, we biked at least a mile over to a coffee shop in Bushwick. And I have to say, it's just rare, as an adult, to be able to do something that still makes you smile like you are ten again. And to do something that still scares you a little... The cold wind rushed against my face, but even the numbing sensation couldn't steal away my smile. Gosh, it feels so good to smile. And it feels really good to be back in the saddle. Or bike seat. 

And we're off! Like a hoid of toitles... *you're welcome mom

I'm comin' to getcha, I'm comin' to getcha!

Bliss.

Thanks Bryce man. xx

Rhinebeck

Last week, I took a little trip up to Rhinebeck, New York to visit my dear friend Tony. He recently purchased the sweetest lil' cabin, and has began the process of turning it into a lovely get away. We ate some grub, warmed our footsies by the fire, and explored some Hudson Valley nature in its last few weeks of frost. It was so good to get out of the city for a night, and drink some wine with one of my favorite people. Thanks Tony!!

la cocina

the darling bedroom I got to stay in. Cool masks!!

neat-o pictures on the wall.

view from the hallway into the kitchen/entry way

the Winter pond out back

sweet Tony

deer poopies!!!

an old friend

This past summer, I got back in touch with a very dear childhood friend of mine. Her name is Jessica. And now that we live four blocks away from each other in Brooklyn, I'd been hoping to bump into her more often. And thanks to Key Foods, today we did!
I ended up having a wonderful afternoon at Jessica's apartment, where she brewed us some fresh coffee, and we got to play catch up.
This kinda thing never happens anywhere else. And that's just one of the things I love about New York.
Pretty special that way.