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.

Adobe Contribute CS4 test post

So I am trying out a program called Contribute. Just testing to see if it is worth the hassle for this site anyway.

This is test 1

Published

So I have been published in the Jan 09 edition of The Sunday Times Travel Magazine. It's travel tip #23 out of 48 entitled Drink Undercover. It tells you about a "secret bar" in the city. The photo is one that I took while we were out one night and I just happened to have my new(back then) camera along to test it out. To me it was a good looking shot of the inside of this place that our friends John and Penny wanted to see. Nothing special, just a pic.

Fast forward 2 years and I get an email from an editor at the magazine. She wants to use the picture since they are doing a story on travel secrets. She found it on Flickr. Nice. So that's the story and here are the pics.

Oh, and yes that is Amy sitting in the chair.

Back in time

Yesterday, after church, Scott and I headed down into the subway to go to lunch with some friends. As we are waiting, we hear the subway coming, and as it pulls into the station, we realized that it was very different. The cars were all very old, and were all different colors. As we entered, a train conductor was in our car, wearing a vintage MTA uniform. Along with him, the car had very old cloth seats, ceiling fans, and advertisements from the 1900's. The conductor explained to us that every year, for the 5 weeks leading up to Christmas, the city takes old subway cars out of retirement and places them on the tracks. Our car was in the very back and was from the 1940's. The car in the very front was from the 1930's, while all of the cars in the middle were from inbetween those years. It was pretty awesome to ride in a piece of history.

The person below was lucky enough to spot the old subway cars when they were empty.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/singhkumar/sets/72057594065955683/

Mrs. DeVore

If you ever want to hear the truth, ask a child. Luckily, I have 9 of them in my class that speak the ultimate truth....they call me pretty. No truer words were ever spoken.
(To translate the blury writing, the above picture says: I love Mrs. DeVore. She is lovely. She is for God. She is Mrs. DeVore. She is pretty. She is funny. She is filled with lots of love.")

(My right arm is on a diet, and my left shoulder may have a tumor...not sure...)