Ramblings from a Boston Boy stuck in New York
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21-December-2006Posted by on
So, the time has finally come for me and my better half to leave the comfortable confines of the beach and move on. But, this move is not all hum-glum and doom – there is much to rejoice over! The reason we are moving is because we have, after years of throwing our money into an empty bucket, saved enough to purchase our very own home!
We are will be the owners of a 3-bedroom, 1.5 split in a very nice section of Long Island. We’re sitting on a quarter of an acre (large by Long Island standards – still not up to the just-shy-of-an-acre lot I grew up on) in a quiet neighborhood. Honestly, we couldn’t be happier!
Happy Holidays Everyone!
13-July-2005Posted by on
I received an email the other day from a girl who lived on my floor during my sophomore year of college. We were pretty good friends and hung out in the same group. We’ve been conversing back and forth the past few days and it kind of made me realize that I met a LOT of people over the last 8 (wow, it’s been that long since I started college) years. What happened to them? There was Erin, the cute rugby player who (at one point) I was real tight with; Josh, my old roommate who I recently found out is married and living in Chicago; Bossi, the crazy kid who was had a nose for a party and way of making sure his buddies found some cute girls; Christy, the little chick across the hall who I used to shave my head with – and the list goes on. I miss a lot of these folks and really wish I could find them again.
Anyway, not much new this week. I did my pre-registration for my pre-surgical consult. They asked SO many questions – I honestly thought they were going to ask for my first-born! So, I’ve got that appt next Monday and then I’m being cut next Friday. Fun, fun. Actually, I’m kind of looking forward to putting it behind me and moving on. Once both knees are done, I’ll be very, very happy.
I picked up a surfboard for Brent yesterday. The guy selling it was a whack-job, for sure. Talking about how Brent was a nice guy, but that he didn’t really know him – Dude, he bought a freaking old, beat-up surfboard from you off Ebay! How well do you expect to know him?! Anyway, the board’s sitting in my house, mocking me. Telling me I need to get wet. I have serious apprehensions though. I’m freaked out about screwing up both my knees and about breaking his board. I’ll wait until this weekend when he comes up and let him christen it. Then, if it breaks, at least I feel like he rode it. That’s the worst part about this whole thing though. I really, really want to buy a board, but can’t justify spending the money on something I’m not going to be able to use for the rest of the summer.
Tack that onto the fact that my knee is screwed up because I came back from the last knee injury I had too early so I could snowboard and you’ll quickly see why I have no interest in putting a new board in my house any time soon. I’m going to ‘save my pennies’ over the next few months and hopefully be able to pick up a new longboard. Ideally, that’s what’s going to best suit me in Long Beach.
Alright, enough for today.
20-July-2004Posted by on
I spent 1.5 hours (6:30 – 8:00pm) surfing. Chest to head (occasional overhead) high waves. Almost to the point of being too big for my ability. Paddling out was a chore and a half (say what you want, but it’s a killer back/shoulder/arm workout). Not as glassy conditions as this weekend. It was much rougher (probably due to onshore wind). Also closed out a bit quicker so we had a steeper face. You feel like you’re going to “fall” into the wave. I caught my fair share and decided to quite while I was ahead. Damn near ran over a little kid on a boogie board and then got snaked on three or four waves because a noob girl was sitting in front of my line and not even trying to catch a wave. Oh well, we all learned at some point. I’m still learning. But, to be honest, it was far too big and hairy to be out there if you don’t at least have an inkling of what you’re doing…
I’ve basically come to the conclusion that I’m going to surf any day I can. I’ve got all winter to be in the gym. Surfing is such a release for me and it’s just too damn fun to pass up. Especially when we’re getting good swell. I’ll be on and off at the gym until about mid-October. Hey, it’s not like I don’t get a good workout doing it.