so… the wedding was completely awesome. Everything, even the things that we screwed up, did half-assed, or just didn’t think of, worked out completely perfect. We’ll post for real about a lot of the wedding stuff, especially the eats, but for now we are on honeymoon in NYC.
Which means that we are slacking off as majestically as possible.
We have barely left the (absurdly swank) hotel room, since it has air conditioning, expensive linens, free champagne, and Utz cheez balls that our friend K gave us before we left. And wireless internet.
We did leave once, this morning, to wander out into Soho — which is disgustingly hot and humid this week — looking for food. We found a rather good Dominican dive on Lafayette & Spring, La Nueva Conquista, but that is not the point of this post. The point of this post is that we have discovered in the course of our excessive slackery that expensive champagne mixed with Vitamin Water makes a surprisingly good drink. We’re holed up in the room, looking out at the bright midday sun, lolling on the cool white sheets in the airconditioning, drinking lemon-lime electrolyte Vitamin Water because we’ve just come in from the heat. And then tallasiandude joked that we should put in some of the leftover free champagne and make wine coolers, ha ha ha. So of course we did, and they’re not completely disgusting, but the key is that they make you feel GREAT. Well hydrated AND a little bit buzzy, just the thing for a lazy hot afternoon with not a single thing to do.
And let me tell you, having not one single thing to do is the greatest luxury i can imagine right now. We’re having a great time. More later.
You’ll forgive me if I don’t rush to try your most-recently-invented cocktail. Buzzy + hydrated + hotel + honeymoon sounds pretty awesome, though.
I’m glad the wedding was great–I heard the same from MissL. I remain regretful that I wasn’t able to make it. Happy Honeymooning to you and the TAD!
C
Cheez Balls!
If I’d known they’d make an appearance at the honeymoon, I would’ve given you one of those big barrels. I thought about doing that anyway, but the barrel wouldn’t fit in the basket.
CONGRATULATIONS.
K, it’s really for the best that we didn’t have a barrel o’ cheez balls — we demolished that bag in nothing flat, and in the state we were in at the time, we’d have eaten the whole barrel that one night. I shudder to think of the aftermath. But it would have been HILARIOUS to make the fancy-pantsy bellman schlep a barrel of cheez balls up to our ultra-trendy hotel room. Ha! 🙂
Every since my boss told me (when asked about telecommuting) that she didn’t care if I did my job “floating on a purple dinosaur in the middle of the pool,” it has been one of my life’s goals to do my job while floating on a purple dinosaur in the middle of the pool.
And now I have a new life goal: to make a fancy-pantsy bellman schlep a barrel of cheez balls up to my ultra-trendy hotel room.
Thank you for tapping into my ambitious streak.