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I had my second encounter with Steve Buscemi since I’ve been here in Brooklyn. This time though we went beyond mere door holding & polite smile, I waited on him! It was pretty cool and when I went to help the next person in line and saw him standing there I was so happy it was me who got to help him. He ordered a double small cappuccino, a black coffee and we had a small talk about muffins and whether or not he wanted a carrying tray. Not the most exciting chit chat but apparently he is a regular at the cafe so maybe one day I can tell him how big of a fan I am. No one recognized him. I’ve been thinking about what my favorite role of his is, Reservoir Dogs, Fargo, Pulp Fiction, Ghost World, or his parts in Coffee & Cigarettes and Paris J’Taime? and OMG so excited for the new HBO series.

Joe is good: after spending our entire weekend at the shore, we come home late, exhausted, I find this: him making the bed on his own. Clean sheets. A-mazing.

We just got back from our local movie theatre, The Pavilion on Prospect Park.  We saw Inception. My mind is literally blown.  Joe is confused. I loved it. I can’t say much else now, I need to sleep on it.    (pun intended)

This picture was taken a year ago yesterday. The night before I headed to Heather’s house and we watched Harry Potter and banged out tons of favors for her wedding (salt water taffy wrapped in twine- adorb.) We woke up bright and early and headed into Hoboken, then took the Path into NYC. We shopped at Free People and got lunch at Whole Foods and then headed to Chelsea Market to visit Joe and see a taping of Iron Chef America. Heather teenied the entire time because let’s admit it, she has an unhealthy obsession with Alton Brown. Joe and I were still “new.” I still got nervous every time I saw him, butterflies, the whole schpeal. I thought he was adorable with his little head set on, his jeans and black tee and the converse. Oh, Joe! Four hours later we were able to leave the Iron Chef set and Heather and I decided we really needed to see Harry Potter at midnight. All day we were convincing ourselves that we didn’t need to see it at midnight. That we could wait like adults to see it at a reasonable time. Nope. We needed to see it. We got lattes at Ninth Street Espresso and sat ourselves at a table while Heather called her little brother at home to have him google movie theaters that might not be sold out yet. We finally found one in some random mall and immediately bought four tickets. Yep, Nathan and Joe were being dragged along. Heath and I took a walk on the high line and waited for Joe to get off work. Once he did we all headed back to Hoboken, got in the car and met up with Nathan at a Fridays near the movie theatre. That’s where this picture was taken. We can’t remember what story Joe was telling that embarrassed me this much.. I guess it’s better that way. I just love this picture of us. For Christmas Joe framed it for me and it’s proudly displayed on our mantle right now. Basically, what I am trying to get at is that I never would have thought that in a year we would be where we are now. If you were to tell me that day that in a year we would be living together here in New York City I would have told you to get outta here! I wonder where we will be next year this time.

Sometimes I feel like I talk about my dog too much.  As if I am a crazy Chihuahua lady.  I suppose I sort of am… but just crazy for one specific Chihuahua, my man Stinky.  Still, I figured I’d quickly touch on the reasons why I love my dog as much as I do.  He has been my best friend since 2005, we’ve been through everything together.  In a little over 7 years, we have moved every single year together, travelled all around the New Jersey, Pennsylvania and New York area.  Stinky has lived such an exciting, fast paced life with me- and he has been such a champ.  He is sort of a legend, every time I see someone I haven’t talked to in a while they say “How are you, How is Stinky?!”   Sometimes Stink gets a bad rap because he has the typical Chihuahua issues.  Very insecure, territorial, and will bite you if you upset him.  Little kids always want to touch him, I always have to say “oh no, I’m sorry! he is a grumpy doggie” but then he just barks at them more, like a maniac.  I am terrified of him getting loose and biting someone who tries to help him.  To me, he is the sweetest.  He cuddles with me and sleeps with his head next to mine on the pillow.  I cradle him like a baby and he snorts and gives me kisses.  He loves to be under the covers and behind my legs or under my butt.  He is a little lump.  Joe calls him a loaf of bread.   I am crazy about this dog, he is a little monster, but he is mine all mine.

I made a myspace account for him years ago. Check out the comments, they are so sweet!  I once even had a birthday party in just his honor and about 25 of his friends showed up.  I took him to meet Hanson when he was a brand new puppy.   He has walked with Pat Burrell’s (Phillies, Tampa Bay Ray’s) english bulldogs.  Mark Wahlberg has waved to Stink.  He has gotten more kisses from the ladies then most men I know.  He sings along with you, and howls.  If he is really excited he will just totally lose it and scream and wail and bark and hop around, it’s really adorable. Sometimes he makes sounds like a dolphin, or a bird.  He loves cheese and dreaming.  His best friend is Mandy’s dog, Bailey.  His girlfriend is Joe’s Granny’s dog, Abbie.  He loves long walks on the beach, light taps on his bulbous skull and burrowing into warm necks.  He also has the cutest teeny tiny crooked bottom teeth.  Okay, I’m done. I think.

Also, I found this compilation of nicknames I had for Stinky back in 2005.  Am I officially insane?

-nuh-nuh, nimbles, mumbles, minka, the stank, beautiful, the most beautiful, the most beautiful little man ever, the most beautiful little nuh nuh in existence, stinka minka, stinka minka moo moo, adorable, adorable little puppy man, the most adorable, baby boy, my beauitful pup, the baby, the most beautiful baby, nee-nee, little monster, nuh-nuh muh-muh cha-cha, my most beautiful little man in the whole wide world, heater man, the most beautiful and heated little heater man evA!, choochoo moomoo, puppy man, the best puppy man in the whole wide world, teddy boy, CUTEST!, cutest man, cutest man in the whole wide world.

“shall we oscillate this bitch?” – joe, about a fan.

finally! felt so good to see this sign, even though we were still about 5 hours from our destination.

this was not a sunset to miss.

looking up Main Street from the water.

Ship Yard Brewery. based out of Portland, ME.

The Criterion is an old movie theatre in downtown Bar Harbor. I distinctly remember two movies I saw here as a kid, ‘Wild America’ and ‘Men In Black’ … classics, right?!

Aunt Petunia’s garden.

Seal Harbor

a rainbow in the ocean. how lovely!

we decided to pretend we were in the show ‘Lost’ he he he he!

is it Jack? or Joe??

I told Joe to try to move the earth

he couldn’t.

smoochie boochie!

Joe’s Pete and Elda’s shirt, get ready to see a lot of it. it’s one of his favorites.

livin on the edge …

my turn to be in Lost. I was trying to be Kate but couldn’t take myself seriously…

I thought maybe Sun was a better choice for me. I tended to the plants and thought about Jin, wondered where he was.

I ended with Claire. if you can’t tell, I am screaming out “CHA-LEE!!!”

more of Seal Harbor, taken on the ride back down

I just love daisies. an entire hill was covered in them, I made Joe pull over so I could take pictures.

we walked past this house on our way to the Shore Path. we also decided that this is a dream home.

a perfect summer supper

AAAh, waking up this morning was so perfect. The cool mornings here are extremely refreshing in comparison to muggy hot tri-state temperatures. There is also something so perfect about the humidity here. It’s doing great things for my skin and my hair . This would be our last day in Maine, so we wanted to make the most of it. I also wanted to really head into Acadia National Park and show Joe some of my favorites places to go.

First stop was Sand Beach. The only real “beachy” feel in the park, paired with water that is basically freezing, about 45 degrees. The hike we took to reach the beach was long and we were sweating, Joe said he was going to jump right into the ocean. I just looked at him. He didn’t believe me how cold it was. One foot in this water and your entire body will immediately cool down. I lived in Bar Harbor for an entire summer when I was in my teens and I think I only really went “under” in the water here twice, it’s that cold. After Sand Beach we headed to Thunder Hole. My favorite. Thunder Hole is a natural formation of rocks where the ocean water spills into and creates a loud “thunder” boom and a huge rush of water. We had a meek day to visit Thunder Hole. Water was hardly even making a splash.

We were feeling malnourished and tired so we hiked back. We saw an old couple pull up in their camper, slowly fetch their folding chairs from the inside and carefully walked onto the cliffs. The woman stayed near the top and the old man made his way so slowly down near the edge. It’s such a beautiful view, and they both sat separately, eating their sandwiches. Joe and I watched the whole thing, it was that adorable. I love cute old couples, maybe a bit too much.

Once back in town, we stopped at a place around the corner and had a few appetizers and beers. Got tired, went back to the house and took a nap. We had reservations that evening a downtown restaurant, Gaylen’s. They have a covered porch with three or four tables set up, I’d recommend a reservation for one of these tables, around sunset. The food was fresh and delicious and the service was impressive. My Mom joined us and we shared a bottle of white wine. Walked home, hung out, had one final hang session.

Next on our agenda? Renting a car from Enterprise and heading to Boston to visit some of my favorite girls in the world.