On Thursday, I had a mildly horrifying interview with the Mercedes Benz Fashion Week people for a guest services job (right up my ally) but I don't entirely expect to hear back from them. After moping around the City for the day, Jill more or less convinced me to come to the opening night of the play she's stage manager'ing: The Last Yankee, by Arthur Miller. It was excellent. Post small show, the weather was perfect and we decided to walk to a further train stop and take in some of Midtown. I fell in love with the City all over again, some nights when the tourists are few and the lights are bright, I don't know, it all feels possible again.
Friday found me up and ready extra early for another interview, this time with Coldwater Creek, where Mike used to work and Gracie still is. The interview went super quick, and she just kept asking me why they didn't hire me sooner (I've applied twice in two years so hell if I know). And then offered me a job, on the spot. I couldn't have been more excited, and it couldn't have come at a better time (Ok, yes I would have liked it to come two weeks ago, but better late than never).
To deal with my excitement, I grabbed some celebratory sushi across the street and waited for Gracie to finish up the last hour of her shift so we could go home together. On the walk past Central Park on the West side, we literally rubbed shoulders with Tina Fey. She was *rightthere* and time slowed down and I had to grab Gracie's arm to be reassured I wasn't seeing things. First celebrity sighting, only took me 8 months! Awesome.
After relaxing and gathering myself a bit, I headed over to the East Side to meet with Lauren and everyone at Anne's, who I finally met after having heard all about and seen pictures of through mutual friends. She was closer to Brooklyn, and that's where we were headed at 5am the next morning for the Color Run, the Happiest 5K on the Planet!
The Color Run was amazing to watch, I definitely want to do it next year (well, walk the majority of it) - it's where you get teams together in all white to run through stations of color. It's not quite a paint, it's more of colored dust that gets puffed up everywhere around and on you and tye-dyes you as you run through the stations. It's absolutely ridiculous and I was so glad Lauren had asked me to come photograph it for her. Running through clouds of colored dust with a nice camera isn't really anyone's idea of a good time unless they're properly covered, and no ones was, so I found myself in some great side line spots to catch all the action. After watching them try to get it off (not to mention looking like rainbow bums when we stopped at a Dunkin on the way home) I was sort of thrilled I had such a small role to play in the day, but I can't shake the feeling of wanting to be part of it for real next year.
As soon as I got home, I passed out like the dead from exhaustion and the heat. Left the rest of the afternoon to do what it wanted without me.
Sunday found Jill and I on our way to Eastchester to spend the afternoon with her grandparents. They hooked us up with bloody mary's and wine as soon as we got there, which turned into margaritas, followed by Brooklyn Brews with dinner. There's no way to turn that down on a lazy Sunday.
Sammy met up with us for a bit to enjoy the pool, but mostly Jill and I lounged poolside just catching up. It's been a busy week for us and we haven't had a lot of quality time; taking in some sun and actually smiling was a huge improvement. August hasn't been kind to us, the happy break from reality was well deserved.
We returned to the house to caviar, jumbo shrimp, and freshfresh lobster. Just got totally spoiled. This week we will be back to Ramen and bagels, so we soaked up every flavor of luxury. I felt re-energized and recharged, and couldn't have asked for a sweeter way to end the weekend.
Today, it's back to business. I have a lot of loose ends to wrap up for this month, as well as get prepped and ready (aka wardrobe shop) for work (!!).
All in all, the best kind of long weekend.
(pictures to come in the next post)
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