Brisk Blogging (and Walking)

April 1st, 2010

I took a nice, brisk walk this morning. After 3 or 4 days of cold and constant rain, today’s sunny, “somewhere in the 70’s” clime actually called-out for me to run. But, it’s been a long, snowy, run-less winter, and as I’m currently residing in a very hilly part of the country, I’m honestly not sure if I’m physically ready for a full-out run. I think it’s best if I ease into my running routine with a few brisk walks first.

With my journal in hand, I walked to a nearby park and pondered the pros and cons of a good run versus a brisk walk. First of all, you can’t easily carry a journal and a travel mug filled with coffee when you’re in the throes of a good run. So right there, the brisk walk has an obvious advantage, appeal-wise.

On the other hand, when I run, I feel much less vulnerable than when I walk. It’s not that I don’t feel safe in this neighborhood. It’s just that when I run, there’s less time and opportunity for anyone to approach me. Whenever I take my journal out to write in a public place, it’s generally been my experience that there’s always someone who comes over to chat. That someone usually tries to spark a conversation by asking me what I’m doing.

“Errrrrrr. I’m writing? In my journal?”

I try to be as polite as possible yet approriately brief in response to such audacity. I am clearly writing; you would think this would give most people a clue that maybe I’m deep in thought and would prefer not to be disturbed. Ironically, if I were sitting on a park bench having a conversation out loud with myself, people would avoid talking to me, despite all appearances that I would be much more responsive to engaging in a conversation with them.

A woman alone in a park quietly writing away in a journal seems to warrant investigation. Or perhaps, it’s just a blatant intrusion. I guess it would depend upon the motivation of the intruder…

I could ponder this thought in much greater detail. But, I have other issues to deal with right now.
Issues like my broken computer, and my inability to work on any project which can’t be done on a public library computer, which is pretty much EVERYTHING that I need to get done (except for this blog). I can work on this blog on a public library computer.

So, until my new system software discs arrive, and I can get my computer back up and running, it’s pretty much all blogging for me … and brisk walking.

Playing With Dough

March 29th, 2010

My friend Joel and I recently had lunch in New York’s Chinatown. We dined at a Malaysian restaurant on Grand Street called Nyonya. I should say that this location may actually be considered Little Italy. But only because I love the clumsy way the words ‘Little Italy’ roll off the tongue. Attempt to say them quickly, three times, and you’ve got me laughing — littleittle-eee-littleittle-eee-littleittle-eee. Okay, so, I’m often amused by the simplest of thoughts. I’m not sure if it’s a good or bad trait, but I’m almost always playing some little mental game, if just to make the ordinary, mundane aspects of life just a tad bit more interesting for myself.

Joel had been wanting to try this particular place, but the restaurant is usually so crowded, it’s practically impossible to get seated without actually skipping a meal. This time, we had good luck, and scored a table directly in front of the main window. Joel ordered the fish head soup (dining on odd animal appendages represents just a smidgeon of Joel’s overall charm), while I ordered some spicy noodles with chicken. Joel raved about his floating fish heads, and I was quite content with my chicken, especially thankful when it arrived without eyeballs.
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OMG!!! Why does this stuff always happen to me?

March 19th, 2010

I must attract it. On some higher conscious, spiritual, karmic, whatever level, I must manifest these little dilemmas, like wardrobe malfunctions, because, well, I guess life just isn’t friggin’ interesting or challenging enough!!!

Here I am, at the library, and I just got up to go to the ladies room. ‘My, I look thin in this skirt,’ I thought, as I looked in the mirror, turning to check if my butt looks fat.

Ack!!! The back zipper is completely broken, and my black panties are showing!!! And I can’t leave yet because I need to drive my 84 year old uncle home, who is at the adjoining senior center for lunch —

OMG— I’m going to be giving the seniors a free panty peek today. There’s no avoiding it!!! How embarrassing!!!

Damn Goodwill clothes. I guess I should of been suspicious of a $3 Ann Taylor skirt.

Bye-bye boots,

March 19th, 2010

hello sandals … Yay! I LOVE spring (almost as much as I love autumn). At last, no more bratty kids hogging all the tables at the library in the afternoons. The library I use is right next to an elementary and a high school, and basically, when it’s cold or rainy, the library is an after-school day care center.

Last week, I couldn’t help but overhear a young girl announce to her friends (and pretty much everyone else in the library),

“(Sigh)… I REALLY need a new digital communication device.”

I looked at her and decided she couldn’t have been more than 6 years old. Digital communication device?

‘No, you need a barbie doll, and a bowl of spagetti-o’s,’ I thought.

My “Forty-errr-th” Birthday at the Senior Center

January 27th, 2010
My eggplant Rollatini "birthday" lunch at the senior center.

Eggplant rollatini birthday lunch at the senior center.

Had a birthday lunch today with my Uncle Ed and the “pleasant seniors” at the Mount Pleasant Senior Center. Eggplant Rollatini, pasta, salad, bread and even a cup cake — all for $2.50. Okay, so the food-tray wasn’t exactly dinner at The Four Seasons — but the company was fantastic!

"Birthday" lunch at the senior center with Stella and Inez --- I want to be Inez at 85 --- if I live that long!

Birthday lunch at the senior center with Stella and Inez --- I want to be Inez at 85 --- if I live that long!

I can’t imagine a better way to feel relatively young on one’s “forty-errr-th” birthday, than to spend the day with a group of octogenarians. Okay, I lied. I can imagine a much better way to feel young, but that involves the words “beach” and “boy-toy,” which of course, everyone knows I’m saving for the big “fifty-errr-th” birthday celebration— that is, if I ever decide to have one of those.

I told my Uncle Ed it was my forty-errr-th birthday, and I was going to stay “forty-errr” for a while. Uncle Ed said, “I think you could stick with 39 for a few more years. You can still get away with that, you know.” Uncle Ed’s a sweet-heart to say I could still pass for 39!

Then again, Uncle Ed is 82 years old — and I think anybody under 50 could pass for 39 in his book!

Julie Andrews, wine and crossword puzzles ... these are a few of our favorite things.

Time with Uncle Ed: Julie Andrews songs, wine and crossword puzzles ... these are a few of our favorite things.

New Year’s Resolution

December 31st, 2009

Organize my cell phone “contacts,” and remove the names of all the people I would hate to accidentally “butt-dial” from a nightclub at 2 a.m. Also, I resolve to (at some point) not-so-accidentally contact all the people whom I would love to accidentally “butt-dial” … but, not at 2 a.m.

New York Deli-Talk

December 29th, 2009

by Liz von Achen

New York, New York — it’s a helluva town. “The city” (as it’s known to suburbanites living east on Long Island) is world-renowned as the ethnic ‘melting pot’ of America. If you’ve ever visited “the city,” you’ve probably visited a New York delicatessen. Perhaps you’ve had a pastrami or corned beef on rye at a popular Kosher deli such as Katz’s Delicatessen, (known as the city’s oldest) or the world famous Carnegie Deli, a New York city landmark since 1937.

There has been much debate about which deli is “THE BEST” deli in New York, and I suspect that THE BEST deli in New York probably isn’t actually even in “the city.” THE BEST deli in New York is most likely east of Manhattan — on Long Island, nestled somewhere in the suburban sprawl of Nassau and Suffolk counties.

There is nothing quite like a Long Island deli — anywhere. Trust me on that. Many have tried and failed to recreate the magic of the Long Island deli in other parts of the country such as Las Vegas or Southern Florida. For some reason, Long Island deli sandwiches cannot be accurately replicated anywhere. It’s the bread. Actually, I’m told it’s the water in the bread which makes the bagels and kaiser rolls of this area taste so darn good.

A typical Long Island deli will feature Boar's Head cold cuts.

A typical Long Island deli will feature Boar's Head cold cuts.


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Is Fashion “Over” Skinny Jeans Yet?

December 26th, 2009

by Liz von Achen

Some three years ago, while I was living amongst the “hipsters” and Hasidic Jews of Williamsburg, Brooklyn, I saw the “skinny jeans” trend evolve in New York, and I rolled my eyes in dread. I wondered if the arty “hipster” college-aged kids of Williamsburg, Brooklyn were aware that “skinny jeans” were nothing new.

Yes, “skinny jeans” were a trend in the 80’s, when I was a “hipster” college-aged kid myself, and I wore them — against my better judgment. You see, “skinny jeans” look great on tall, skinny-legged model types, but not so flattering on petite, more athletic body builds. Spend enough years buying into fashion modes, and you learn which trends will work for you, and which ones won’t.
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Last-Minute Shopping in New York

December 24th, 2009

by Liz von Achen

My friend Gretchen and I got together for some last-minute shopping. Knowing that I am a bargain hunter and thrift shop maven, Gretchen wanted to introduce me to a cozy little thrift shop on Long Island, but first, we would make a stop at the local “dollar store.”

A stop at Dollar Tree was necessary to buy gift wrapping supplies. Everyone knows that the “dollar store” is where to go for the best value on gift wrapping supplies. But not everyone knows that you can score some other cool swag at the Dollar Tree — for, well, just a dollar! I mean, EVERYTHING in this store is just a dollar! Gretchen and I had a wonderful time perusing the aisles, and marveling at all the crap you can buy at the Dollar Tree — for just a dollar!

Ugly Christmas Sweater… and vest!

Yup! For a mere dollar, you could be the proud owner of an ultra ugly, but potentially warm holiday sweater. Or even a LizWear vest! Gretchen tried to convince me that the LizWear vest had my name written all over it, but I wasn’t buying it. Horrified, I shrieked, “Ack!!! That thing is hurting my eyes!”

Gretchen displays a $1 sweater for sale at the Dollar Tree in Patchogue, NY

Gretchen displays a $1 sweater for sale at the Dollar Tree in Medford, NY

Liz Claiborne vest... "But it's reversible!" Gretchen joked.

Liz Claiborne vest... "But it's reversible!" Gretchen joked.

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The Blizzard…

December 20th, 2009
Blizzard on Long Island, New York

Blizzard on Long Island, New York

I drove from Ohio into a blizzard in New York.

I drove from Ohio into a blizzard in New York.

No worries. I am prepared...

No worries. I am prepared...

I have boots.

I have boots.

My "Florida" suv has never seen such weather!

My "Florida" suv has never seen such weather!

I guess I won't be driving anywhere today.

I guess I won't be driving anywhere today.