Dispatches from a go-gettin journalist. Because not all Army wives live behind the lines...

Wednesday, February 22, 2012


I'm drowning in this. 

And there's still so much to be done. More than just boxes -- life is changing faster than I can pack it all up and ship it!  A few days ago I found out I won another award for my work, I've been invited to speak again at the largest national conference in my field, I have a major shoot coming up, two huge meetings that if I even think about who it's with I may vomitron, and I'm continuing to work full-time right into the big move.

I'm blessed. I'm so blessed.

Moving day is just a week away.  So I've gotta hang it up for a while until we settle in and slow down. Who am I kidding -- us? slow down?

Monday, February 20, 2012

What Friends Are For

One thing I really credit the Apple for doing -- fostering strong friendships. I think this town is so wild that you need to find good girlfriends who'll pull you back to earth if you're ever going to survive. Even though one of us has moved out, one of us will be moving out, and the other is planning her move out, we always come together feeling like we never left.

Yes. We G-chat even though we sit right next to each other.

Yes. We call each other out if we're being out of line -- or if we forget to look ourselves in the mirror before coming into work (guilty!!).

And Yes. No matter where we are, we Google+ hangout while watching trashy TV like the "Bachelor." Because let's face it, trashy TV is only as good as the facial reactions to the redonk situations that are taking place.

And trust me, we know what redonk is. We live(d) in the Apple.

Translation: I have some pretty great friends.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Get Fitter - Take Two

This year I told myself, more yoga. More running. More dancing. More spinning. Less stress. 

And so far major life changes have thrown a wrench in those plans. 

But in the office yesterday, a special delivery arrived from Reebok -- something in our biz called "swag."  A brand new running suit. And it made me think that God is super trying to tell me something. 

I know what I'm going to do when I get to the burbs. [I'm listening I'm listening!... and P.S. - Thanks for the jumpsuit ;) ]

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Outside My Window

No time is busier in the Apple than when you're trying to get out. 

 Ever since I put in my "non-notice" at work, my life has been a whirlwind. I call it a "non-notice" because even though I'm relocating, I won't be leaving the company after all. In fact, I'm signing on to cover all of New England -- which is my dream dream dream!!!  Let's just call it an offer I couldn't refuse. 

So besides getting my new gear worked out, full-time job-ing, packing, and going out with friends almost every night... I've been working on making sure the Bean is ready for me, and I'm ready for the Bean. 

There's a whole world outside my window, and I have no idea what's in store, but I'm working my tush off to make sure it'll be great.

As for Gatto? Well, she has given up trying to keep up with me... 

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

It's Back!!!

March 4th!

Don't you worry, I preemptively called the cable company. We may not have our boxes unpacked and our furniture yet, but you better believe we will have LIFETIME!

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Burb Girl

Now that I've let my coworkers know about what's to come, I've started to feel better about this upcoming move. In fact, a few got a bit emotional about my city to suburb move -- one even saying, "you're going to have a backyard!"

Oh my goodness. She's right.

There's also going to be more room to do this:

But I also think that just like the rite of passage to be a city girl, there's also a rite of passage to become a  burb girl. Things like:
  • In bed by 10. (because let's face it. nothing is open after 9p.m.)
  • Start or Join a Book Club (sounds burby.)
  • Never worry about buying only the amount of groceries you can carry (welcome back car!)
  • Backyard BBQs and sidewalk chalk (because we own our grass, and our driveway).
Don't get me wrong -- I will definitely suffer some post-Manhattan depression.

But more sleep? More food? More reading? More friend face time? Sign me up.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

A Brand New Start Of It!

A few years ago, I was offered and accepted the opportunity of a lifetime- the big Apple.

*cue music*

These vagabond shoes
They're longing to stray 
right through the very heart of it... 

And I truly mean lifetime. I've dreamed about being a writer in NYC since I can remember. And with a lot of hard work, a heap of prayers, and a world of support from my family and friends, it happened for me. The stars aligned for me. It was the right time in my life to take an incredible risk.

It happened. It really happened!

But this month will be our last in the Apple. Superman received a great opportunity in the Bean and subsequently so did I. So it's time to move on.

I wrote. I produced.  I networked TVed. I ate. I shopped. I Empire Hoteled. I Century 21ed. I found out I truly am an Uptown girl. I Upper East Sided. I Upper West Sided. I got everything that should never be delivered, delivered.

And most importantly, I checked some big life experiences right off my list. And I know I'd be here longer if I wasn't married to Superman.

But I am. So now I've got to do the next big thing that scares me -- move my big city self to a small town. And believe it or not, I have some bigger dreams -- bigger than the big Apple -- to realize.

But don't worry. The stilettos aren't going anywhere. Neither is the go-getting. (hello! Do you know me!??) I made a promise to the universe that I'll make the best of it.

And trust me, if I can make it there, I'll make it... anywhere.

So take it away, Frankie!!!!!!!.....