Thanksgiving

My sweet friend Mehren invited a few of us to her parent's home in upstate NY for Thanksgiving. It's crazy how beautiful the landscape is just an hour outside of this chaotic city.

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We have been slow with this blog lately....forgive us.

I had the privilege of being the Matron of Honor at my best friend Angela Ray's wedding to Andy Goodwin a few weeks ago. The wedding was down in Florida, so we got to see family too. Here are a few pictures from their big day; we'll take better family pictures to post while we are down again for Christmas. My Iphone camera pictures just don't cut it.

Brooklyn

I finally said yes to an invitation that has been extended for over a year now. This yes led me to my friend Alexis's apartment in Fort Greene, Brooklyn. I was skeptical at first, because Scott and I have looked at our fair share of apartment spaces in this "other" borough over our three years here, and all of those neighborhoods have been...well...less than awesome. However, I have been converted. I am in love with Fort Greene. It's an area that is surrounded by little restaurants, parks, coffee shops, and my all time favorite-brownstones.








Plus, as you can see below, the living space is pretty amazing for the money out here.....this living room is double the space of our entire current apartment in Manhattan. Brooklyn has not been checked off of The DeVores "places to live" list after all....

Summer

It's been a pretty crazy past couple of months. After our last post, I (Amy) came down with both the Swine Flu and Strep A at the same time. After a bunch of tests and a week spent in bed, all was well again. School ended for me, and I immediately jumped into taking classes at the Upright Citizens Brigade. http://www.ucbtheatre.com/ My first show was just a few weeks ago, and my second is coming up in just two weeks from now. Scott is now playing in two different bands and has a show almost every other week planned until the end of this year. Besides the theater and the music, not much else has changed here. My usual routine for the days that I am not at the UCB is to sleep in until 1-2pm, then go to Starbucks with Scott and have my "morning" coffee. It's going to be a rude awakening in just two weeks from now, when my alarm clock rings once again at 6am and work begins anew.

Not dead!

Hi there. How are you? Nice of you to stop by. You are here today for one of two reasons. Either you still check this blog daily even after months of inactivity, or you have an RSS feed set up to alert you to new posts. Usually the former would be just fine but since we have not been nice to our blog by failing to update regularly your best bet has become an automated alert of some kind to tell you that we said something useless again. In any case welcome back!

Today's post is a picture post. That means that there is nothing of interest in it but the pics. Since the last post was about how dirty and cold it was this past winter in the city I thought we should show you the happy pretty side of our island in the spring. So here you go. These are a couple pics of the green grass and trees on a sunny day along the East River on Roosevelt Island just south of the Queensboro Bridge, and some yellow tulips as a bonus. Enjoy.

Just how much dirt is in NY?

It snowed on Monday. It is now Thursday. There has been sufficient time for the snow to be pushed and sloshed around gathering up all the dirt, salt and whatever else while remaining below freezing. It has become a "cookie dough" slush that wont go away. Yum.

Mardi Gras

Our friend Nathan plays in a Mardi Gras styled brass band-here's pictures from his show on Fat Tuesday!

Hamptons

I just got back from a work related retreat in the Hamptons. The home that we stayed in was huge, but also very warm and filled with tons of those oversized couches and armchairs that you could just nap in for days (which we all did), and the owner of the home was an incredible host that basically fed all 12 of us around the clock. Their son is a musical prodigy that attends Juilliard, and the family runs a camp for his classmates each summer out of this house. We stayed in the wing that houses these Juilliard kids, so it was funny to go to sleep in a room of 3 bunkbeds each. It felt like I was back at a high school church camp again. The only downfall was the ice, which covered their street, the path to the beach(and the ocean as well, in the shallow zones), and their hilly driveway. I have many battle scars on my body proving that ice and my feet just don't agree. I gave up eventually and slid down as many hills as I could. We all did. I'm glad to be home now and back with Scott, but all in all, it was a pretty okay way to spend the weekend.