Archive for October, 2007

Halloween Costumes 2007

What a difference a year makes.

Last year, Miss Natalie was a pirate princess because her little world loved anything pirate themed.

She even accompanied me on NBC in her pirate princess costume to show some Halloween goodies.

This year, her favorite color is red. So the first costume I thought of is the one she wore happily.


Yup. Little Red Riding Hood.

Last year, Luke was a NASA astronaut. This year, a magician with a wand he loved (and hat he refused to wear).


Abracadabra! Little Magician Luke holding onto his wand and a lollipop from Commerce Bank.

And Harrison, my little one, who just arrived this year.


Was a bat for his very first Halloween. Cute costume. To the point.

The kids were very much in the Halloween spirit this year.

Halloween 2007

In a few short hours, I’ll be starting my Halloween off with a bang. CW11 asked me to be a part of their Halloween segment. 

Dress the anchors in their top secret (ha!) theme and tell the viewers all about it. So exciting. Like totally exciting. 

I’ve decided to not dress up. It would conflict with the theme of the segment. So look for me in a purple dress I should not be wearing until I lose a few pounds. 

Oh wait, that just fits into the scary theme of the holiday. Ha!  If you are in the New York area, tune in to CW11 in the 8 o’clock hour. 

Bronx Tale fans: Chazz Palminteri will be there because he’s back on Broadway. So watch him and then stick around and see the crazy costumes the anchors have to wear.

The Terminal

My stay may not have been as long as the one of Mehran Karimi Nasseri (or the fictional Viktor Navorski) but I feel like I spent an entire lifetime waiting in the United terminal at O’Hare yesterday afternoon.

After the delay announcement, Liz and I talked at gate B5.  About the pilot sticking his head out my plane window.  After convincing me for the first time in 5 years to check in my only piece of carryon luggage.

And when her plane started boarding…

Laura and I talked at gate B3.  About the fact this native New Yorker probably shouldn’t have known the Red Sox were playing. And the fact she would most likely lose her carryon luggage if she checked it.

But by the time her plane boarded, I was too lazy to walk to gate B11 to talk with Jess.  About anything.

So I went back to gate B2.  Where some of the attendees from the Marketing2Moms conference came over to me to ask for marketing advice. (You are totally right, I feel like more than three audience questions should have been answered.)

And I gave it away until my flight finally started boarding.

After thinking the exhausting wait was finally over, I found myself all buckled up but waiting on the plane for additional time.

Shortly after take off the first officer notified us we would be experience some light chop as we ascended to the 24,000 feet. Great.

Chop.

Which is something I only want to hear when I am offered a salad.

And chop we did experience.

And again when it was time to land.

Where the fun then turned into waiting for my checked bag.

And then sitting in traffic.

And then finding my kids already asleep when I arrived home.

It’s no wonder everyone just loves to fly.

Soccer Mom

I may not drive a minivan but my son has been enrolled in a soccer class for a few weeks now.  And its going pretty well.

Every Monday afternoon he goes to soccer practice in Central Park where the moms are really involved. Not shouting from the sidelines type involved.  I mean involved as in on the field with our kids.

We were all asked to help them with the different plays the coaches want them to try.  (And it’s quite the work out. I know I didn’t expect to be that involved at all the first day.) But I guess with a dozen two and half year olds you need the moms to also assist. 

I’m starting to wonder if life as a soccer mom always starts like this. First, the moms are glad to help out their little ones but then the moms are kicked off the field when the kids are old enough to practice on their own.  So the only place left for them is to stay on the sidelines shouting comments to their kids.  Uh-oh!

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