Single Girls Gotta Eat

I have to apologize to my loyal 8 followers. I have not been blogging as much as I should be, but things are about to change. Oh yes. Yes they are!

There comes a time in every Single Girls life (cue the Celine Dion) where changes need to be made. This came to me early in the year around March, when I got the idea to move to Chicago. I have a friend out there and really do love it. I was networking with friends, contacting recruiters in the city and actively seeking employment. It got so far that I lined up a job interview (which was obviously a fail because I am sitting here on my couch in the UES writing this blog). 

While I contemplated this move for almost 5 months, I decided that I was not done yet with NYC. I love the city, I love my friends, and I love being close to home. There are still so many things I want to do and see, and the thought of being away from my friends and family in Maryland was heartbreaking. I still, however, knew I needed a change even if it was small. So, I decided I was going to move by myself to Brooklyn.

I know this is not a jaw dropping change in Single Girls life, and I’m not going to lie- I am pretty freaking scared to be on my own! However, at the same time I am so super happy to be at a place in my life and career where I can make this change. Where I can be on my own, and still have a comfortable lifestyle (hopefully!!)

With all that being said, I went out on my last UES run tonight. I ran by the river on the East Side Hwy and over to Central Park, past my old 91st street apartment and around the resorvior. I am going to miss being by the park, and I really will miss my safe little UES haven of 4 years. It finally sunk in that  I am no longer going to be living “in the city”, and there are definitley things I am going to miss (mainly the plethora of cabs and proximity to friends). At the same time though, there are things I am NOT going to miss. I am not going to miss the giant rat that greeted me on the trail in CP. I am also not going to miss the little mouse that ran out in front of me while I was running down 90th street. Nor will I miss the child on 86th street between Park and Madison PEEING on a mailbox. Thats right, PEEING on a mailbox. 

So as I tuck myself in tonight for the last time on the UES, I pray that SG is making the right choice. I also pray there are less rodents and public urination in Park Slope. 

Night night! Sleep tight! Don’t let the bed bugs bite! (seriously…)

XOXO,

SG

Yes, that was a real text I sent to my brother last weekend. And yes, my moms car really did blow up in the McDonalds drive thru. (Single Girl was hungry when she got off the bus in MD from NYC!!) Not to worry- I am still alive, as is my mom, and the 14 other people who were in line behind us.

And while the tow truck came to save my moms broken down POS, I enjoyed my Big Mac and McFlurry in the comfort of the air conditioner on a 100 degree night :)

Even my dad (who came to save us) got in on the action…..

*Note: I found out a few days ago that mom’s car is not salvageable. RIP Forest Green BMW. You were kinda cool despite the whole blowing up thing*

SG dinner:

• Chicken Caesar Salad
• Cheese and Pita Chips
• Chocolate Italian Ice

(Not a bad dinner for a girl who is moving tomorrow!!)

XOXO,

SG

I love looking for new apartments!! NOT. I don’t know what I am more intrigued by with this one. The striptease pole (in the kitchen?!) or the fact that it has “lots of electrical outlets”

Nice 1br apt in pre-war bldg just one block from Prospect Park. Features wood floors, high ceilings, a brick wall in the livingroom, lots of storage space, lots of electrical outlets and lights, rooftop balcony space, and the kitchen has not only a dishwasher, but a striptease pole as well! Walk to shopping, nightlife, Prospect Park, and the 2/3/4/5/S trains. Call broker for viewing at 347-423-7644.

In pictures….

Me enjoying a turkey sandwich and garlic fries. Look how happy I am! (even though the yankees lost 0-7 to the Marlins….wth?!)

Our subway ride home….or as my roommate called it, “True Life: I ride the 4” (yes, there are more pictures from the subway ride home than from the game)

Yes, he was for real. And as Orlagh repeated about 500 times during our ride. “Yes, this is real life”. God Bless America.

Man playing electronic saxophone. He took his job very seriously.

Puerto Rican man who was super drunk, but extremely excited about the man playing the electronic saxophone. He was so excited he said something along the lines of this…”Areesyak slk lkjda wkl Saxiophlone lkds!”

And that was how single girl did baseball.