the kennedy photo.

in




i was looking through old photos tonight, trying to decide if i should update the header of the blog--just for a bit of a change (because change can be good) and i was struck by this photo of my parents.

my mom was beautiful. always. of course.

but in this photo i was taken by how handsome my father was. he still is. of course. but here, he looks so darn confident and sure of himself. 

i hereby dub this my father's kennedy photo.

kennedy photo? i know, confusing.

let me explain.

i took a picture of my cousin this year and it came out so well, we decided it was his kennedy photo, thereby coining the term. meaning: in the photo one looks handsome, all-american, and full of promise (and a lot like a would-be-politician). if you've looked at enough photos of bobby and john then you know just what i'm talking about. the point is...having your own kennedy photo is a very good thing. 

i look at this photo and i think, of course my parents fell in love. and i'm lucky enough to know the aftermath of "happily ever after" and let me go on record as saying, yes, it's good. it's very, very wonderful.

mom. dad. i love you both so much. thanks for being exactly who you are. (and for passing on some pretty okay genes).

the perfect body initiative. day seven.

in




I love my body- especially right now- as it changes and grows to accomodate the baby inside.. it is such a unique feeling and one I feel so blessed to experience!


Jess

i finally figured out how to steal
pictures off of your blogs for this
project. if you don't want your
picture or your comment posted
here, please, please let me know.

how gorgeous is Jess? and this is after a workout. enough said. 
and congratulations on the soon-to-be addition to the family!

a pg-13 post? perhaps. tmi? maybe. readers beware.

in





sometimes…

when the air is cool and fresh i indulge in a late night cab ride. i open the window just a wee bit more than ever so slightly and allow the wind to knock through my hair as the taxi careens down the street at unheard of speeds. and as the cab weaves in and out, this way and that, i fall back against the cool leather completely confident that the driver knows exactly what he’s doing and that there is no safer way to get from one place to another in new york. and with the feel of the wind and the leather pressing in on me, I close my eyes and pray to God above that this is what really fantastic sex feels like: exhilarating and terrifying all at once—but never, not for one moment, fearful.




ps: i didn't write this today. or yesterday. or even last week. 
i'm not going to tell you when i wrote. it.

what to do in nyc: riverside park

in

one of my absolute favorite parks in all of manhattan is riverside park. it stretches from 72nd to 125th street along the hudson river. 

new york is a very difficult place to live. so, i am always searching for places that take me out of "typical" city life, even if just for a moment. riverside park is one of those places. the pictures below really don't to it justice.

my best suggestion is to wake up early one morning and spend a good hour-plus enjoying the quiet, beauty, and waterfront views. if you still hope to get exercise in while on vacation, this is an excellent place to go. because it runs parallel to the hudson it is very difficult to get lost, whereas central park can be a bit of a maze for first-time visitors. 

and also...if you rent a bike while you're here (which many people seem to do, but which i have yet to try) this would be the place to go. 

ps: during spring and summer one can rent a kayak (no charge) at the southern tip of the park. but only on weekends and assuming the weather holds up.

pps: the second collage down--that's the garden where meg ryan met tom hanks at the end of you've got mail. but don't try to walk around in it (as they did), that's not allowed.








the pictures really just can't convey the size of its beauty. i think this is a must-experience for visitors. 
and a great picnic location!