New York's Village Halloween Party

This year Gabe and I opted out of dressing up. We made up for it though by attending the big Halloween parade. These pictures hardly capture the insanity that was Halloween in NYC. There was blasting music all over the city and everyone was in character. It felt like we were the only ones not dressed up! Maybe next year we'll go as Parents...j/k. Enjoy the pic's!
p.s. Gabe and I argued over posting some of these provocative pictures. But I obviously won with the argument that what good is having a blog about our life with out posting what our the life is really about. Am I right?

Pumpkin Time

It's time once again for all the ghosts, and ghouls, and goblins, and witches to come out. But this year there is something far scarier than all those things; Obama winning the election. So being the good citizens that we are, Brooke and I decided to show our support of McCain by making Republican-O-Lanterns. We put them proudly in front of our apartment building fully anticipating that they would be smashed on the street within hours. However, about 24 hours later they are still intact. We'll see how long they last. So, what do you think?

Daddy came to visit

Big Daddy came out to visit us last weekend after having a business trip in New Jersey. I don't think the trip was nearly as fun for him as it was for us. He took us grocery shopping, twice! Our mini cart couldn't take the bulk all at once. We did take him on the Staten Island Ferry...we would have taken him to do more but he didn't seem all that interested. Which was fine for us. Oh yeah, we did eat out a lot. New York didn't offer him a wide variety of his preferable healthy dishes butcha get whatcha get when you come to Brooklyn. I'm sure he went home with tired ears, I spent most of the trip telling him about everything we are doing that would make him proud. I'm kind of ridiculous like that. Thanks for coming out Daddy!

Am I letting myself go?...

I didn't think twice about pairing these socks with these shoes but Gabe brought it to my attention that they are quite the heinous match...I seriously don't have cankles, these socks just don't flatter.



This is my outfit of choice when I am home. I wear high heels every day so I feel entitled to wear whatever is most comfortable once I leave work. Not that this is anything new for me, I have always based my wardrobe on comfortability. I have just taken this concept to the next level now that I am forced to dress up for work. Am I not allowed that?

Celebrating my insurance kicking in

My insurance kicked in this week, and what better way to celebrate then to strap on a pair of roller-blades? I have obviously not mastered the sport, if you couldn't already tell that then check out the pro-blader behind me. That's what I'm working towards. I should probably be more embarrassed, considering I'm 22, I wear more pads then a 5 year old and I haven't figured out how to stop so I just plan on falling. All I've got to say is, no pain no gain.

Brooke isn't the only one who can't find a decent hair stylist...

So in our on going effort to save a little bit of green, Brooke and I decided that I should try my hand at dog grooming. Unfortunately, cutting Reggie's hair is about the equivalent of cutting Bob Marley's hair. It's not the easiest to get through with the cheap clippers that we have. But Reggie and I struggled through it together and after three hours, Reggie had a haircut. It isn't a good haircut, but Reggie doesn't seem to mind too much.