Jess & The City

Medieval Torture Treatments?--Surely Not!

2011-02-25T23:02:00.002-05:00

So, yesterday we removed the stitches and set the cast. I truly had mixed feelings anticipating this day. . . Last year, between tweezing 50+ stitches over 45 minutes and then attempting to push a swollen, broken foot upward into a 90 degree angle, I shed quite a few crocodile tears. I knew the day would not be complete without a lot of pain, but I also knew that getting a cast also meant ditching that bulky, heavy splint and the prospect of more mobility (and showering, who wouldn't endure a few moments of discomfort for a long, hot shower, right?) But, surprisingly today was easy-peasy! The only torture I experienced were a slew of zingers Dr. W kept slinging my way . . .

In what seemed a matter of seconds, Dr. W's new surgical resident had removed all the stitches and was asking me what color cast I wanted?! I opted for boring black. (After all, I have to return to a place of business in a few weeks; I have to appear somewhat professional and the scooter and backpack don't help the cause any, believe me. . . I mean, I look more like a 3rd grader than a Marketing Director!) A few minutes later and with dry eyes, I sat up, viewed my new cast and wiggled my toes. And, the good news I told Dr. W is that I am already feeling better than I did at the same stage last year!

After getting myself up and wheeling myself out of the exam room, I asked him if I could go bother his assistant Karen (my other BFF, by the way . . .). He bid me adieu by saying, "Yeah, just stop bothering me! Will you just leave already?" Did I mention that my appointment was nothing but an onlsaught of zingers? But, even funnier than he was his entire staff today. From the x-ray tech to the nurses, every person I encountered kept asking me, "Is this another surgery?" Yes, indeed; it seems I have not had enough of his torture--either physical or emotional--yet!

Surgically Speaking . . .

2011-02-22T21:50:00.003-05:00

Well, Tuesday, February 15th came and went without a hitch! I was first up on the OR schedule at 8am, which meant a very early arrival at the hospital, but also a limited window of hunger pains! After checking in with the nurses, redeeming my frequent visitor rewards with the QA consultant, and getting a warm "welcome back" from the anesthesiologist (we've practically become BFFs after the number of times I've visited her operating room over the last year), 'the mad scientist' finally arrived to greet me at 7:58am. I had joked with the rest of the OR staff that he wouldn't arrive until 7:59am, so you can imagine our surprise when he showed up so early! Of course, when I saw him approaching my bed still wearing his white coat and carrying a pile of about 10 patient files, I exclaimed, "You're not even in your scrubs yet?! Are you going to be the one to make us late today?"

Luckily he managed to make up time, shaving about 45 minutes off his normal procedure time. I woke up in Recovery just in time to nosh on a tuna salad sandwich for lunch and to take a short nap--fortunately, I had just local anesthesiology, so I avoided all the awful nausea and exhaustion of last year's surgery!

By dinner time, they moved me to my room on the Orthopaedics floor. And, with all the gym time I put in over the Summer and Fall, I was able to successfully lift and transfer my body to my bed all by myself! The nurses continued to be amazed at my adept "bedpan" skills during the remainder of my stay. But, despite my need for independence, they continued to check on me every few hours, making sure my pain was under control and my belly was well-filled during my stay. I couldn't have asked for a more attentive nursing staff; they were amazing!

After a rest-filled night, Dr. Weinfeld surprised me with a quick visit to my room Wednesday morning before he left for the airport. "Did you really think I wouldn't come and see you today?" he said as he entered the room. He ordered me to return a week later to have my cast set; and, feeling virtually pain-free and full of energy, I was glad to be released home a few hours later.

Out Like a Tiger, In Like a Rabbit

2011-01-05T13:00:00.037-05:00

2010 has been a tumultuous year (to say the least) and after recounting all my challenges and successes so many times to so many people, it was recently Sarah, my pillar of positivity, that reminded me that the Year of the Rabbit promises to be a calmer, softer, and more gracious animal in our heavenly domain. The summer and fall were a whirlwind of ups, downs, and disappointments, leaving me without time or energy to blog. But, with so many friends and family begging for updates, I have committed myself to maintaining "Jess & The City" once again . . . and, what a way to start the new year!

Ethan Thomas Millett was born yesterday weighing in at a healthy 8 lbs, 10 oz. Unfortunately, I didn't get to meet him (since he decided to come just two days after my departure), but I am excited to be an aunt again! Congrats Keith and Rachael!

Summer Heat Led to A Cool Fall

2011-01-04T21:32:00.095-05:00

In June, I traveled to Vegas with Nick for our annual Licensing Show and despite a few mishaps and a constantly swollen left foot, we had a successful business trip with plans for the coming year. I took an extra week to travel home to CA to spend some quality time with the family before getting back to the grind.

I finally started feeling great in July with all the swelling finally gone and an increased stamina. I flew out to Lake Tahoe to spend the Independence Day holiday with the brothers and their families. And, thank goodness I did--New York had record breaking temps of 100 degrees+ that week! After a relaxing massage, a few novels, and some well deserved time by the pool, I was rested and ready to return to work . . . I also enjoyed seeing Harry Connick, Jr. in concert and South Pacific before it closed on Broadway.

August was truly a roller coaster! I went back into the hospital on the 3rd to have the 'mad scientist' remove the screw from my heel. And, while the procedure was quick and painless, the recovery turned out to be a steep uphill climb! About two weeks later, I started having serious swelling and pain again. Unfortunately, the surgeon was out of the office through Labor Day on vacation, so I couldn't reach him in person. I tried my best to limp along, completing a business trip to Toronto and taking a short vacation at the end of the month. I spent the first few days in Buffalo, NY visiting my old roommate Alaska and her family, including 1 month-old Emma Claire! It was fun to hold a new baby all weekend. We also had fun visiting Palmyra, NY, the area where the Mormon church was founded, as well as Niagara Falls (all with ice packs along for the ride!). I then took a few days to relax in Puerto Rico. Unfortunately, Hurricane Earl ripped through the island just 48 hours before my arrival! Unsure of whether or not my hotel was still standing, I took the risk and flew to San Juan anyway! It rained every day, but I did manage to have a few authentic meals and to finally get some sun on the last day . . .

Returning from Puerto Rico at the beginning of September, I finally couldn't stand the pain any longer! I visited the hospital to get an MRI of my foot. Low and behold, I had two stress fractures across my 2nd and 3rd metatarsal! Keith and Rachael came to visit me just a few days later and I toured them around the city's tourist hotspots with that blasted boot on--believe it or not, I even managed to board the ferry to the Statue of Liberty with that tumorous appendage! At what was supposed to be my pre-op appointment on September 14, Dr. Weinfeld ordered me to remain in the boot and told me it would take 4-5 weeks for it to heal. I joked with him that I had developed a co-dependent relationship with that boot and that all I really wanted was to break up with it for good! With all my family scheduled on flights to arrive for my next surgery at the end of the month, I had to hurry and cancel their trips, telling them we didn't know when we would be able to operate on the right foot.

Taking every opportunity to enjoy this unplanned "walking" version of Fall, I was able to enjoy some fun weekend activities like apple picking, a corn maze, a visit to a local pumpkin patch and a farm in October. With the foot all healed, I then traveled to Mexico City at the end of the month for a business trip.

By mid-November, I was finally feeling back to "normal" with my new and completely healed foot . . . I stayed in NYC for my first Thanksgiving and Mom came to spend the week with me! We had so much fun seeing the Rockettes in their holiday spectacular show, West Side Story, and the Macy's parade balloons! Unfortunately, she lost her wallet during her trip, but after a very panicked morning, we were able to find a solution to the lost ID and money and she made it safely home to CO a few days later.

December crept up so quickly . . . I took the chance to fly home to CA for the first time in 6 months! It was great to see my nieces and nephews and to see how much they've grown! One of my good friends Crystal got married on New Year's Eve and we then rang in the evening at Knott's Berry Farm. The warm CA air was a welcome departure from the single digits we had in NY right before I left!

In a New York Moment

2010-05-06T21:29:00.001-04:00

Unfortunately, I slept in a bit this morning, which meant I had to hail a cab to work this morning to arrive in time for my 8am conference call. But, it made for a momentous commute!

Sitting in the back of the cab, I was lazily looking out the window as it pulled to a stop at 72nd St. and Park Ave. I saw a man dressed in khakis, a button-down shirt, bucket cap, and dark horn-rimmed glasses. Hmm, that guy kinda looks like Woody Allen. And, how funny?! He's holding hands with a younger Asian woman.

Only when I opened my eyes a bit and took a closer look did I realize that it was indeed Woody Allen taking a morning stroll with his estranged wife Soon-Yi. It is by far the most quintessential NY moment I have had since living here!

For the Love of Mass Transit

2010-05-03T22:18:00.004-04:00

Oh the weather outside was sticky, so I really couldn't be picky. . .
The bus was nowhere in sight, so I thought I'd risk a ride . . .
Risk a ride, risk a ride, risk a ride!

What began as a reluctant choice, turned out to be an unanticipated achievement! When the sticky downpour prevented me from finding a cab this morning and the bus was nowhere in sight, I was left with no other choice but to take the subway today.

But, I did it! I was able to tackle all those pesky stairs and make it to my destination safe and sound (without anyone stepping on my toes)! Finally, after four long months, I can safely ride the subway with all the other perfectly healthy, if harried, New Yorkers!

A Bombing in Times Square?

2010-05-01T23:23:00.003-04:00

Another day, another bomb scare! Saturday night, Times Square was evacuated due to a suspicious vehicle parked on 45th St at the corner of Broadway--in other words, right in front of my office building!

Luckily Duane, the handbag seller that sits outside our building, saw the vehicle smoking from the corner and notified police, who acted quickly enough to contain the scene before it exploded. Yeah, it looks like I will still have to go to work on Monday morning.

A Sighting in Times Square

2010-04-20T22:32:00.001-04:00

While out in Times Square today to grab a 6" from Subway for lunch, I spotted not one, but two, out of work actors. Dan Lauria and Erik Estrada were both drawing an audience. As I was walking past our favorite CHiPs cop, I overhead a tourist shout into her cell phone: "You're not gonna believe who I just saw! Oh my God, I just walked by Erik Estrada; oh my God! No, I am not shitting you, it was totally him!" . . . Classy!

After living here two years, I've truly developed an intense love/hate relationship with tourists. I just love it when I can laugh at their silly expressions upon their first trip to the Big Apple, just like the non-descript cigarette smoking, fanny-pack wearing Mid-Westerner I overhead today or how they're willing to pay double the menu price for the Tour of Italy at Olive Garden because they're terrified of venturing any farther south than 34th Street for a decent Zagat-rated eatery. But, I also hate it when they're blocking the route in and out of my office building with their uncanny lack of ability to get enough pictures of the 360 degreed barrage of neon signage surrounding them. (The ones I really pity though are those that forget their digital camera at home and have to rely on taking their plethora of photos on a $20 disposable camera without a limitless number of exposures; ouch!) I mean, really, how many poses does one need of their spouse wearing an I [heart] NYC t-shirt in front of the Bubba Gump's restaurant on 7th Ave? Get out of my way already! I am late for work!

A Brat Packin' the Streets of NYC

2010-04-01T21:10:00.000-04:00

While sitting in a towncar on 8th Avenue today, I spotted 80's brat pack icon Andrew McCarthy crossing the street incognito under a beat up leather jacket and sunglasses. He's aged, but he's still hot. . . . no fooling!

Is It March or May?

2010-03-25T23:09:00.064-04:00

So, during my convelescence period of the past 10 weeks, I've had, you could say, not a lot to do around here! I've invested in and since become addicted to 9 different TV series (and counting) and I've read 4 different novels already . . . instead of being out enjoying this beautiful city I call home by enhancing my cultural senses at museums, staying physically conditioned with long walks in Central Park, or eating decadent desserts at the local Italian eatery, I have been trapped in this little studio of mine dreaming of what I will do in the warmer months of summer . . . (thus the reason for no new and interesting posts--no new and interesting news!)

When visiting with my family this weekend, I asked what our plans were for 4th of July. . . my brother just looked me and said, "Geeze, I had to stop and think for a minute: is it March or May?" OK, I get it; everyone is a bit busier than I am and they haven't even started thinking about their summer vacations yet. But, really, that's all I can think about! I've got to have something to look forward to in order for me to really remain sane through this long and arduous process.

Luckily, my sister-in-law piped up at that moment and announced to me that they're going to Italy and that I am coming with them! Apparently, she's been planning a two week cruise along the Mediterranean coast. But, just as she was getting all bubbly telling me about the details of every port of call (including two days in Monte Carlo--yeah, Monte Carlo), my brother shook his head and whispered to me, "No, we're not. . . we're going to Tahoe like we do every year." Yeah, this little argument went back and forth for about an hour with me right in the middle. . . you can imagine my frustration (just tell me where we're going and when we're leaving; I can start planning the rest).

Either trip sounds divine to me . . . I just have to figure out a way to use my four weeks of vacation and soon. Once I have an amazing vacation to look forward to, I can finally wrap up this healing process with my mind in one piece . . . (that and I think the arrival of Spring in NYC will help too.)

A Beautiful Bride

2010-03-22T22:56:00.034-04:00

After a long flight that made my foot blow up to the size of a football, I made it to Cali for Rachael and Keith's wedding this weekend. I was so happy to be there for their special day. Many may claim to have played a small part in bringing these two lovebirds together, but really it was all my doing . . . (well, in a roundabout sort of way.) After all, I am the bride's old roommate whose grandmother placed a newspaper ad for a room for rent that I answered; with whom I moved to California 10 years ago; after which I met Stacey, the groom's sister, and whom I introduced to the bride only to have them both become my best friends and to eventually have the bride fall in love with her brother. You got all that? (Well, ok, I would be willing to give a small amount of the credit to Rachael's grandmother for placing the newspaper ad in the first place . . .)

The day was so incredibly special for us all, the longtime friends who were finally becoming family after so many years. I am so glad that my ailing body allowed me to make the trip and to witness this momentous occasion.

Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Millett!

Bring The Luck of the Irish With Ya!

2010-03-17T10:29:00.008-04:00

Celebrate St. Patrick's Day by helping the kids (and adults) suffering from Muscular Dystrophy! Pick up some green (or gold) today by purchasing an MDA shamrock. Try Lowe's, Walgreens, Applebees, KFC, 7-Eleven, and many more retailers! For only $1, you can help find a cure for neuro-muscular diseases just like mine and others!

Or, to add to the pot o' gold with a larger donation of $5, text "IRISH" to 20222 and receive a shamrock wallpaper for your mobile phone . . . please help me and so many others to walk normally someday!

White Drifted History In The Making . . .

2010-02-26T12:19:00.007-05:00

It's snowing . . . it's been snowing for more than 24 hours already. . . it's going to continue snowing for 18 more hours . . . and, coupled with the other two storms we've already had in the last few weeks, it's now the most snow NYC has ever received in a single month! And, with a cast still on my foot, I think this may be the longest I have had to remain locked up in my apartment since I've lived here!

Let me out! Let me out! Let me out!

I Feel Pretty, Oh So Pretty . . .

2010-02-23T19:32:00.005-05:00

Today marked the 6 week post-op mark and I am feeling divine (well, considering the current circumstances)! My body continues to heal nicely and I am anxiously awaiting this final week before we remove the cast and I can take my first steps . . . everyone (including me) has been so consumed with the progress on my foot/ankle that I've neglected to report on the other half of my surgery--the thyroidectomy.

Well, it's gorgeous people! Gorgeously perfect! The incision is approximately 2 inches and Dr. Genden (I like to call him Michaelangelo) cut it directly along the natural crease of my neck to make it eventually fade into oblivion. It has felt a little tender to the touch over the last few weeks as it heals internally, but overall, the thyroidectomy has been an extremely easy and gentle healing process with little to no discomfort. In fact, I haven't felt better in months with more energy and the absence of that awful "swollen gland" feeling . . .

That's So Raven!

2010-02-09T19:26:00.000-05:00

While taking a quick afternoon snack break downstairs (on my scooter, that's right! Laugh all you want . . .), I passed by Ms. Raven Symone in our lobby today . . . she was cute as a button!

Details, Schmetails

2010-02-05T11:22:00.005-05:00

I've been finding it a bit of a challenge explaining to ordinary folks what it means to live with CMT Syndrome, why I had to have such an extensive surgery on my foot, and what this virtually unknown disease is doing to my body. . . So, I was doing a little online research today and found this article about CMT Syndrome. I've known all along that what my surgeon has been telling me is the right thing to do for maximum longevity, but it was really enlightening to read an article (complete with images) that demonstrates how and why he did it. . .

We all know that I have insanely high arches, but what the surgeon explained to me is that my heel was also beginning to turn inward (just like the photo demonstrates). He turned it back out and anchored it with a bolt.

Also, we knew the peroneal ligament had completely torn and needed to be repaired, but none of the doctors I saw before the surgeon could explain why . . . the article totally explains how the ligament finally wore down and why. . .

In total, this is the list of what we did to my foot (you can click on the links in the article to get more details):

* Release of the tight plantar fascia
* Lengthening of the Achilles Tendon
* Repositioning the 1st metatarsal bone (dorsiflexing 1st metatarsal osteotomy)
* Cutting the heel bone and shifting it out (Lateralizing calcaneal osteotomy)
* Peroneal tendon debridement or repair

Very interesting! I feel so much calmer knowing that I made the right decision to have the surgery! And, soon enough, it will be on to the right foot in the hopes of a better life! ;)

Hi Ho, Hi Ho . . .

2010-02-01T12:28:00.001-05:00

it's back to work, I go! After a very quick three weeks recuperating at home, I made it back to work "all by myself!" today (seriously, where's my piece of candy or Atta Boy?!). Luckily, the insurance company approved a "scooter" for me to use to get around in replacement of crutches.

It doesn't have the luxury of power steering, it doesn't stop on a dime, and it doesn't have any measurable horsepower; but, I can get a good downhill speed if the conditions are right! Nonetheless, it's a lot easier on my body and much more steady than crutches any day . . . I can actually reach my office on the 42nd floor without getting out of breath (too much).

I can only sit comfortably in my office for about 6 hours before my foot begins to throb, but it's rewarding to be part of the outside world again!

They Say Time Heals All Wounds

2010-01-19T16:39:00.006-05:00

January 12th had to be one of the longest days of my lives . . . literally. Stacey and I arrived at the hospital at NOON, well ahead of my scheduled surgeries at 3pm. I was required to fast from any food or drink before midnight the evening before . . . I swallowed my last spoonful of ice cream at about 10:50pm. And, as soon as we found our way to the surgery check-in and family waiting room, the pleasant aroma of beef and spices was wafting its way toward us--the cafeteria was directly below us. It was pure torture for those of that had had a twisted, tumbling stomach all day. . .

After checking in, Stacey was able to stay with me until about 2:30pm when they took me to the surgery holding room where they got me a warm bed and introduced me to the anesthesiologist and nurses. I remained there until they managed to locate Dr. Genden about 45 minutes later (he had disappeared for a short stint, apparently . . .). After giving me some initial gas to relax me, they wheeled me into the operating room where I professed my unbearable hunger and apparently ordered a cheeseburger and fries from the lead resident before finally releasing myself to the full power of the anesthesia.

I didn't wake again until almost 9pm when I could hear Stacey and the nurses yelling at me in the recovery room. . . they only let Stacey stay with me for about 5 minutes before shooing her to go home. Stacey left just in time . . . the "vomiting cycle" of anesthesia recovery began just minutes after her departure. They finally wheeled me to my room after 10pm . . . I kept crying for food as my stomach was doing somersaults by this point. They finally found me some saltines and jello, which took me only seconds to devour before falling back to sleep.

I tried my best to sleep, but was distracted with nurses waking me hourly to take my stats or to draw blood and a wailing roommate with a broken hip. . . my throat was sore and dry, but luckily they had given me a nerve block to numb my leg completely. The suffering was all worth it though; the surgeries were completely successful and the hospital stay was nearly pain free . . .

Rush, Rush, Rush . . . Now What?

2010-01-11T17:49:00.001-05:00

Stacey arrived this week to help me with my surgery and hospital stay. But, we did manage to have a little fun while I was still walking. Stacey's flight arrived on time, but the shuttle company I hired to bring her into Manhattan stalled for more than an hour . . . our original plan was to try to have dinner in Times Square and then to try to get discounted rush tickets to a broadway show. The lottery drawing is held at 5:30pm and when it was nearly 5pm and she still hadn't shown up to my apartment, I was beginning to worry if we would make it?!

She finally buzzed my apartment at 5:05pm; I let her upstairs just long enough to drop off her luggage and then whisked her away in a taxi toward Times Square. Our smart and fast cab driver earned every bit of his tip, getting us to the corner of 46th and Broadway by 5:23pm. We ran to the box office and put our names in the hat just in time for the drawing. We then waited in the bitter wind and cold while they called out the names of the lucky ticket winners. They drew my name early on, securing us two seats for the front row smack dab in the middle of the stage!

We absolutely loved "In the Heights" with its latino inspired soundtrack and modern story. We also managed to find time to enjoy a delicious dinner at Virgil's BBQ, a NYC standard. The weather was absolutely unbearable with temps in the teens after the show, but we survived by bundling up with our scarves and gloves long enough to allow Stacey some Times Square photo opps.

Spending the evening out was a great respite from the worry of what was about to come . . .

A Pressured New Year

2009-12-31T11:11:00.002-05:00

Ugh! Woke up this morning with major sinus congestion pain and that icky post-nasal drain . . . not good. With less than two weeks before surgery, I am not allowed to take any pain relievers or medications that contain aspirin. Um, yeah, just about every cold medicine on-shelf contains some amount of aspirin.

So, I am taking it easy today, dragging myself to the pharmacy to find some creative solutions to getting rid of this sinus infection/cold/whatever it is and also to the Blood Lab for all the pre-op tests. The weather is beautiful today with a light snow dusting the sidewalks and slowing down the holiday shoppers. Planning to take it easy with a small dinner party tonight to help ring in the New Year. . .

Warming Holiday Memories

2009-12-28T10:50:00.000-05:00

As promised, I made it home for Christmas, making it possible to see all the kids open their gifts . . . but not before stopping off in Vegas for some birthday fun with my friends! We stayed at the new City Center resort off the strip (we were the first guests to stay in our hotel room that had just opened two days before!). The Vdara Spa & Resort was relaxing and beautiful, offering a respite from the casinos and sweeping views of the Eiffel Tower and the Bellagio fountains. Hitting the blackjack tables Saturday night, I mustered up all my birthday girl luck to win $200--and, while the Imperial Palace wasn't the most sought after locale for a Saturday night out, it did offer cheap gambling tables and celebrity impersonator dealers!

Driving home from Vegas Sunday night, I managed to nearly miss the blizzard that hit the Eastern Seaboard over the weekend . . . Christmas was nice and relaxing with a high of 70 (aahh!). We made plenty of new memories to last another year.

Nicole informed me that she's already flown alone to Berkley and sees "no difference between Berkley and NYC . . ."; she can come see me, really! Well, here's to hoping that either she or I will be able to fly come early Spring.

Hurry! Buy One Surgery, Get One Free!

2009-12-04T20:14:00.004-05:00

Just when I was beginning to accept my diagnosis and was getting preparations underway for my impending surgery, I visited the endocrinologist this week for my annual exam to monitor my thyroid growths we discovered 18 months ago.

My visits with Dr. Brett are few and far between, but she is always pleasant and talkative during the exams. But, Tuesday's appointment was different. While viewing the lumps on the ultrasound, she was very quiet. . . I immediately knew something was wrong . . . well, actually, I already had my suspicions that something was wrong before I even walked in the door that morning.

After the ultrasound, she immediately brought out her sketch pad and began writing down a surgeon's name as she proceeded to tell me that the lumps have not only enlarged again, but have become calcified, which has been causing my general discomfort and increased fatigue the last few months. She said that Dr. Genden is very well renowned and would be able to remove my thyroid with a very quick recovery time and limited discomfort. What? She's recommending we remove my entire thyroid?

Fortunately, Dr. Genden had a cancellation this afternoon, so I got the chance to sit down with him and get his valued opinion. He agrees that the recent changes to the lumps do pose a serious risk for cancer in the future and recommends that we remove the thyroid. He warned me that while the removal is imminent, it was definitely not urgent. But, when I mentioned to him that I already have an orthopedic surgery scheduled for January, he immediately got excited at the idea of doing both surgeries simultaneously. He told me he can work on one end of me while Dr. Weinfeld remains master of his own territory at the other end. . .

So, come next month, we'll be removing my thyroid and repairing my ankle. . . I'd be lying if I didn't say that I am doubly scared now, but I think that anything to avoid cancer is good and the opportunity to have only one hospital stay and one dose of anesthesia is also good . . . perhaps I should ask the hospital if they have some sort of "twofer special" or if I can get a free upgrade to a private room with my large spend next year. And, fingers crossed, maybe I can get Dr. Genden to turn my metabolism "up a notch" with my post-op meds, allowing me to drop a dress size or two . . .

A Moment of Nostalgia

2009-12-03T10:55:00.000-05:00

Today on my way to work, I passed master of old Hollywood and host of TCM, Robert Osborne himself, in the crosswalk.

It's Official--The Date is Set

2009-11-24T14:58:00.003-05:00

January 12th . . . the day I will get my new foot and ankle. Dr. Weinfeld informed me Monday, while pointing to my x-rays on the wall, that we will NOT have to fuse my ankle (how fortunate for me), but that I will soon be a red flag for the Homeland Security Watch List and a constant nuisance to the TSA once he inserts 4 different bolts and a variety of titanium anchors in my left foot. When I asked if my left foot would now be a completely different size than my right foot, he replied, "well, your foot will definitely be a different shape than the right one, but we can't tell right now if your foot will be an entire size larger . . ."

Great! I love it when the answers are so clear . . . I guess I will just have to put off purchasing any new shoes until Spring.

In the meantime, preparations continue. I decided last week during Open Enrollment to change over my health insurance from United Healthcare to Aetna on January 1; the coverage will be much better and likely leave my out-of-pocket expenses for the surgery at zilch. Luckily, I made the right decision . . . when speaking to the surgical nurse yesterday, she happened to mention to me that Dr. Weinfeld has decided to no longer accept United Healthcare insurance next year! Just a small, minute, completely insignificant detail he failed to tell me!

Deep inside, I am still sorting through all my thoughts and feelings related to the diagnosis, this surgery, and my overall health this year. At lunch with a colleague today, she confided in me that she requested a promotion and was sharply denied one. . . the conversation then shifted to both of us discussing our personal goals and how our careers have evolved over the years. It was the first time I had been able to verbalize how important it is for me to focus on my health this coming year and to just maintain my current position. As the words came out of my mouth, I was sharply surprised at my own present lack of desire to prove myself. . . I am perfectly happy with the status quo and have no expectation to be promoted any time soon. I think that I just have to focus on remembering to take my vitamins and supplements, enjoy the upcoming holidays, work hard to get through physical rehabilitation, and try to look forward to a rewarding vacation next summer.

On another note, according to my rough estimate, I figure that following this surgery, I will have spent approximately 20% of my life on crutches . . . will it ever end?

West Coast Flurry

2009-11-23T21:15:00.000-05:00

I had a last minute business trip to meet with Paramount Pictures to discuss The Last Airbender marketing plans on Friday. And, while it afforded me the chance to see family and friends, the timing could not have been worse to leave the office. Adding to the already stressful week, I nearly missed my flight: Idiotic Driver + Stalled Car on 9th Ave = Missed Flight.

But, enjoying the So-Cal sunshine was great. Plus, Niko celebrated his 17th birthday with a beach bonfire party and all his friends. . . I surprised him with my arrival Saturday night. Let me tell you, nothing is cooler than having your 30+ year old aunt chaperone your beach party when you're 17! At least I have the "I work for Nickelodeon" coolness factor to help diminish my uncoolness.

It was a whirlwind, but Niko was completely surprised . . . and, I got to see Hudson play his season closer T-ball game; he even got a trophy!

Go see The Last Airbender in July! I saw the new trailer on Friday; it's awesome! Buy a ticket; boost my bonus!

Can You Spare a Mile or Several Thousand?

2009-11-15T13:54:00.006-05:00

Plans for the surgery are coming along--I would say swimmingly, but it's not like this is an event I am excited to be planning. . . I met with HR on Friday to discuss my short term disability options and once again I am amazed at the power of Viacom. Not only do I continue to have job security in this economic crisis, but I will be able to collect 100% of my pay while I am out on medical leave. What other companies can you name in America that still offer 100% of your pay while you're lying on a bed doped up on morphine unable to perform your job duties? (Continue to make every effort to keep Paramount Pictures as an integral part of my exit/return strategy to LA--check!)

I am meeting with my doctors again next week to hopefully set a surgery date and to discuss options for my right foot. My goal is to have a date set before the holidays in the hopes that I can use a confirmed hospital stay and sad puppy dog eyes to tap into that "obligatory holiday season generosity" to get whatever I need for my recovery . . . so, while it's still a little early, here is my first request:

I plan to stay away from the office on bed rest for three weeks. I have three people that have graciously offered to fly to NYC to help me with my recovery. But, here's the catch--I just can't bring myself to ask them to pay for their own tickets to get here (they are already donating their furlough and vacation time after all). I figure I have enough miles to cash in for two tickets, but not enough for a third. So, does anyone have a bank of extra frequent flyer miles they'd be willing to donate to a good cause? If you think you could possibly live without that business class upgrade to Europe next summer, I would really appreciate your sacrifice.

I can offer a heartfelt written thank-you note and a basket full of SpongeBob products as barter!

My work here is done . . .

2009-11-14T13:28:00.006-05:00

My old college roommate, Holly, posted this message on her blog earlier this morning. Her daughter Lily is turning 2 and she is trying to decide what decor to use at the birthday party. The crafty girl that she is, Holly had already made her own decorations with a homemade "puppy" theme when Lily announced that she wants a "Bum-Bob" or SpongeBob themed party. I must be doing something right at work is all I can say . . .

Girls Night Out

2009-11-09T23:50:00.002-05:00

Team Bergers & Shakes tried their best tonight at Big Daddy's for Sex & The City Trivia Nite, but alas, we failed miserably. With questions like "Which character got gang-banged in the park?" and "Which SATC man preferred communicating through telegrams?", we were stunned at our apparent lack of SATC knowledge! It was still a good time. . . with genuine comfort food, fun drinks, and a giant ice cream sundae, the girls from 1515 Broadway still managed to have a good time!

May I Offer My Expertise?

2009-11-07T22:50:00.004-05:00

Apparently I have finally reached the point in my career where I have influence and can attract attention in large crowds . . . who knew?

The New York Women in Communications is one of the largest networking groups here in New York for women in all communications fields including marketing, public relations, and journalism. My good friend, Linda, sits on their board and invited me to participate in their Student Conference today. Along with 50 other communications professionals, I got the opportunity to sit on a panel, answering questions about networking, the steps that I have taken to propel my career, and what it's like working for such a well known company to college students from around the country.

It was a lot of fun and I enjoyed hearing comments and questions from all the eager young women who want to start a career in marketing. Following the panel discussion, I had nearly 25 students lining up in the hallway to ask for my business card. I have to admit I secretly relished in the fact that I totally won the popularity contest among the other panelists . . . even if it only was because of my famous employer.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes . . .

2009-11-05T23:30:00.003-05:00

My boss promptly walked into my office at about 1:45pm today and closed the door . . . yeah, she never does that unless it's really serious . . . she proceeded to explain to me that her role as VP of Licensing and Marketing was beginning to take its toll on her and that she had finally decided that she could no longer hold up both pillars of the business with her own small shoulders.

So, we're going to re-organize our department a bit. She is going to be managing the licensing side of the business and will be turning over marketing responsibilities (and me in the process) to our VP in the London office. Our VP there, who has been handling marketing for Europe only, will now manage all international marketing. She will continue to have her director manage the Europe business and I will now report into her and manage the REST of the WORLD! Yes, apparently they like me so much around here, they're now going to give me the entire free (and non-free) world to manage outside Europe. Latin America and Asia will now report into me . . . yes, the woman who only speaks one language will now have multi-language and multi-regional responsibilities as well as 4 new team members reporting into her.

Well, congrats to me! While I am excited at this opportunity and the elevated exposure it's going to grant me in the company, my first reaction was, "well, there goes my exit strategy . . ." Apparently, NYC will continue to be my home for the next little while. Now how to ask for that raise I so rightly deserve?!

Run, Forrest, Run!

2009-11-01T15:05:00.003-05:00

Monika, one of my partners in crime from 1515 Broadway, and I rose bright and early to greet the 40,000+ runners from around the world participating in the NYC Marathon. The late Fall morning was a little chilly, but we were glad we braved the elements to catch a glimpse of this fine NY tradition.

After riding the subway to Brooklyn (along with several late-night Halloween partiers embarking on their "walk of shame" home, complete with dis-sheveled hair, smeared makeup, and torn costumes from the night before), Monika and I were able to stake the perfect viewing location for up-close glimpses of Mayor Bloomberg leading the parade of joggers in the lead car, the determination of the paraplegic competitors, and the never-ending sea of runners.

We had hoped to spot Edward Norton and his team of runners in their race for the Massai Wilderness Conservation Trust, but with so many runners, we never did make contact. . . instead, we saw plenty of other characters. But, from the sea of clowns, roosters, Captain America, tutus, and samurai warriors, I was most partial to Forrest Gump . . . (not necessarily original, but it brought a smile to my face each of the five times I saw it in the crowd.)

Enjoying Night-time During the Day!

2009-10-29T16:18:00.005-04:00

Master of Irony, M. Night Shymalan is in the building today to review our toy line for our upcoming movie, The Last Airbender (which you're all planning to see opening weekend -- July 2, 2010, right?). He's even more charming in person than he is on film! I think I am awfully close to convincing him to direct my life story!

I am a PC

2009-10-28T21:48:00.003-04:00

The new computer arrived today! LOVE it! I can surf, download, stream, and pretty much do everything faster with a brand spankin' new hard drive and HD compatible memory capacity! Look forward to more blogging, more often . . . it won't be so incredibly painful anymore, leaving me with no excuses.

The Clock is Ticking . . .

2009-10-28T10:00:00.005-04:00

My sister-in-law Carla posted this note on my Facebook page today:

Hudson, on the way home from school today, "Mommy, why does Aunt Jessica have to live in New York?" Mommy, "because that's where she works honey". Hudson, "I don't want her to live there." Mommy, "where should she live?" Hudson, "in our house." .... I think he misses you!

Well, I definitely miss him . . . I think I may need to start drafting my exit strategy. . .

CA Dreamin'

2009-10-14T18:22:00.005-04:00

After a brief business trip south of the border, I headed to CA for a long weekend to visit the fam and to see my nieces and nephews in action. Nicole (under my wise guidance and gentle nudging, I might add) made the high school volleyball team as a freshman and I couldn't be more proud!

She was feeling down and out this week due to a chest infection, but she played long enough on Saturday morning for me to get a peek at her serving skills. She made sure to introduce me to her coach, who is "my twin; I swear!". Erin is lovely and after shaking hands with her, all of Nicole's fellow teammates kept giggling back and forth, "they do look alike! Oh my gosh! They totally look the same!" I don't see the resemblance, personally. . .

Kyle's team tied their opponents during this week's soccer match. And, despite avoiding a potential team pile up on the field, the coach was pissed at their underperformance of the day. Apparently, the reigning national champions think they don't need to work for a win these days . . . well, I am sure that after some extra laps in practice this week, they'll secure a win next week.

Alison played great defense on Saturday morning and helped lead her team to a 4-0 win . . . she's doing great and is loving being a junior-high student.

I spent Saturday night with Hudson; we played outside with his neighbor friends, enjoying the beautiful sunshine and warm weather we were blessed to have all weekend. My nose even got a little sunburned at the playground. I loved it considering it's been a blustery and cold October in NYC!

My brother Bill took me to see his orthopaedic surgeon on Monday morning to get a second opinion regarding my ankle. After about 45 minutes of an onslaught of questions and a close examination of my MRI, Dr. Legome said very simply, "you have a lot of problems my dear, and I am sure you already know that." He continued by confirming everything I've been told, including the diagnosis of CMT and telling me that not only should I have the surgery, but that the quality of my life entirely depends on it. He then spent the next 15 minutes lecturing me on losing weight . . . as if I didn't already know that was an issue! I completely lost it then and there; I finally let all the fear, anxiety, and anger release from inside. . . I think I was still hanging onto a small sliver of hope or a medical miracle when Dr. Legome validated everything that I have been wanting to avoid. And, now that the right foot is hurting also, we asked if I should take the plunge and have both feet operated on at the same time. He thinks it would be far too traumatic for my body, so I have to make plans for how to address that foot sometime in the future. Thank goodness Bill was there to put his arm around me; I don't think I could have handled another doctor's appointment by myself.

I managed to board the plane Monday night with dry eyes. . . I joked to myself that I think I am finally moving past denial and straight into anger! I'm progressing . . . definitely progressing! That's good, right?

Sweet Arrival

2009-10-07T00:41:00.003-04:00

Finally arrived in Mexico City tonight at midnight after a really long day . . . I originally had a 9:15am flight out of JFK, but couldn't board the plane without el passporto~! Si, that's right; I left my passport at home in its hiding place instead of bringing it with me to el aeropuerto . . . damn you Homeland Security!

What was so tragic about the situation is that there are only 2 flights every day between JFK and MEX. Hurriedly, I re-booked myself on the 6pm flight and decided to take the opportunity to get some work done at the office after stopping at home to grab my documentacion.

You can imagine my overhwhelming feeling of respite when I finally arrived at my executive suite at the Four Seasons . . . complete with an "electronic mirror" in my bathroom! That's right, I have a TV in my mirror! Love it and my job!

A 3D Sighting

2009-10-04T23:09:00.005-04:00

Taking in the 3-D double feature of Toy Story and Toy Story 2 this weekend, I spotted Al Roker with his 2 kids in the theatre . . . he looked a little miffed when his son whined and begged to go home after only viewing the first movie. As you can imagine, he was not his usual smiling self . . .

Baby Steps, Baby Steps

2009-09-24T22:11:00.006-04:00

After writing a teary-eyed post Monday night, hitting re-dial with what seemed like a bazillion times, and an ever-growing panic attack at the thought that my world as I knew it was falling apart, I finally reached Mom on the damn phone sometime late Tuesday afternoon to finally get that all-knowing "motherly advice" I desperately needed. We talked about my options for scheduling surgery, discussed how this diagnosis is now going to change my lifestyle, and tried to speculate why it has taken 32 years to finally get the answers to all the questions we have been asking since the day I took my first steps. (Yes, apparently there have been clues that a trained physician could have deciphered at any point before now . . . whodathunkit?)

We both agreed that I will probably have a much more enjoyable holiday season without a full cast, crutches, ice packs, and narcotics (although they might be more cheery with drugs and alcohol, I am sure). I also recognized that I was becoming increasingly overwhelmed at the idea of leaving the office and all my open projects in just three weeks (with one of those including a foreign business trip). Additionally, by delaying the surgery, I can afford some time finding another doctor to offer a second opinion.

After a few days of thoughtful consideration and a long talk with my boss, I've decided to schedule the surgery in January 2010. I figure I am already in constant pain, but the pain I will feel post-surgery will be much worse; and, I really want to be able to sit on the floor opening gifts under the tree on Christmas morning with my nieces and nephews. Plus, after having to endure my birthday with a broken foot three years ago, I would really like to spare myself a repeat of that agony.

So, here is my plea: Is there anyone who would like to volunteer to come spend a week in the Big Apple in January? You won't get to see much of the city since you'll be feeding me, doing my laundry and generally being my bed-nurse . . . but if you'd be kind enough to come help me with my recovery, I will promise to take long, drug enduced naps each and every afternoon, giving you the opportunity to take in a Broadway show, tour the MOMA, take photos from the top of the Empire State Building or to see any other sites that you've never had the chance to discover.

Sure, it'll be winter, but not to worry; we don't really get much snow and there are plenty of indoor activities to enjoy! Besides, for those of you that are unemployed (or have an open calendar), when else are you going to have the opportunity to pick up and jet to the NYC? Volunteers welcome!

Crippling News

2009-09-21T22:56:00.004-04:00

After nearly a full year of walking in pain along the streets of New York City; countless doctor's appointments; several MRIs, x-rays, and neurological tests trying to find the source of my pain, I finally met with a surgeon who today told me that he needs to completely "rebuild" my left foot and ankle.

I was prepared for the news that surgery was inevitable, but I was not ready to hear the extensive details of how he will have to break my foot, cut my achille's tendon, and re-anchor the tendons and ligaments on the exterior of my ankle. Getting the play-by-play, I nearly "lost it" in his office and I am definitely losing it now as I write this post.

I'm a cripple (for lack of a better term, really). Many of you have at least one, if not many, memories--I am sure--of me falling, tripping, or tumbling down stairs, slippery floors, or incredibly something as simple as my own two feet (yes, it's possible and I do it a lot, folks). And, after years of broken bones, sprains, and more, Dr. Weinfeld has finally confirmed what a few of New York's finest physician's have suspected for the last year--I am genetically pre-disposed to being "accident-prone." It seems funny, but only because I am making my best attempt at finding this diagnosis humorous right now . . .

Charcot-Marie-Tooth Syndrome is a hereditary neurological disorder that causes shortened calf muscles, extremely high arched feet, and weak ankles. The root of all these side effects is a syndrome that will slowly over the course of my life kill the nerve endings in my hands and feet, which will eventually atrophy all the muscles in my extremities. Much like muscular dystrophy, I will progressively lose most muscle strength in my feet and/or hands over my lifetime. . . The surgery that Dr. Weinfeld wants to perform will likely be the first of many that I will have to endure for years to come in order to maintain full use of my feet.

I am incredibly terrified, but at the same time calmed that I have found a surgeon that is so well-versed in this condition and is confident that I am going to recover well from the surgery. But, I can't help thinking what does this diagnosis mean for me and the rest of my life? What does this mean for the opportunity to have children some day? (I can't help thinking now that it's probably a blessing in disguise that I never married and had children in my 20s . . . )

Now, what to do? When to schedule my surgery? Should I do it now in the hopes that I will be in a walking boot in time to travel for the holidays? Or, do I wait until January when the officework is a little slower, but snow is on the ground and I am stumbling with crutches to get into a cab every morning to get to work ? How will I take care of myself in my little studio apartment; in this big city without a car? I really am losing it . . .

My Fans Have Been Calling . . .

2009-09-14T21:54:00.004-04:00

The posts have been few and far between this summer, I know. But, I guess it's true what they say -- absence makes the heart grow fonder . . . fans and readers have been coming out of the woodwork asking (almost begging, really) for more updates on life in the Big Apple. My apologies; I promise to make a better effort at posting (you notice I didn't promise to post more often, but only to make a better effort . . . I suppose it's healthy that I can admit my weaknesses to even myself.) In the meantime, here are some of the best moments from the Summer of '09:

In July, my friend Fiona and I took a day trip to Atlantic City. While I sadly lost $250 in just 30 short minutes, I did finally learn where all the street names' in Monopoly originated from. . . A week later, I made a road trip to Lancaster, MA to watch my nephew Kyle play and win the US Youth Soccer National Championship for 14-year-olds! It felt so great being able to cheer Kyle from the sidelines along with my brother and sister-in-law. I couldn't believe they were all here; it was just so surreal with plenty of hugs and well wishes throughout the weekend! It was especially meaningful for Kyle and his teammates when he celebrated his birthday during the tournament too.

August brought the Fall semester for LIM College and my first teaching experience. To be honest, I am completely wrapped up in it. . . I had no idea it would be so much work, but I am completely committed to it. My students are very enthusiastic and eager to learn (it's a total self-esteem booster, really), but I've been struggling with getting them to put in the work along with the classtime.

September has brought with it Fall in its fullness; the air has been cool and crisp, but filled with sunshine. My friend Sarah came to visit me Labor Day weekend; it was great to visit and catch up after such a long absence. I love it when my girlfriends come to visit me!

Who Parties Like a Rockstar Under the Sea?

2009-07-15T14:40:00.003-04:00

SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!

This week is the official 10th anniversary of SpongeBob's premiere on Nickelodeon and Nick did it up right with a kick-off celebration at our offices here in Times Square. The entire staff was invited to dish on krabby patties, french fries, yellow cupcakes and yellow pineapple-tinis in our very own Bikini Bottom themed cafeteria.

We had a "spongey" good time toasting to our favorite optimist! The afternoon was topped with a special visit from the Naked Cowboy, donning SpongeBob underwear and a Bikini Bottom-decopaged guitar. He sang a little tune to our honored guest before posing for pictures with our company president.

We also had a special appearance from SpongeBob and Patrick themselves, none other than Tom Kenny and Bill Fagerbakke (some of you may remember him from his days on Coach with Craig T. Nelson) who affectionately informed us that 40% of us would be laid off following the meeting . . . something about management thinking we could take it easier if we heard the bad news in a cartoon voice.

I hear the cupcakes were delicious . . . you can't imagine how difficult it was for me to abstain from partaking in all the culinary goodness. Every single item was forbidden on this new cleansing diet of mine . . . I just keep thinking to myself, "will I really make it 6 months?"

I ♥ the 80's!

2009-07-13T23:07:00.003-04:00

Congratulations to Team Atreyu, the 3rd Place winners at the 80's Trivia Night at Big Daddy's Diner!

Our team ended a fun filled Monday evening successfully placing third, only two points behind the evening's winner Yo Mallory, despite an upsetting final round sprint from Jessie's Girl that ultimately robbed us of the much coveted first place prize!

After a successful showcase of correctly answering trivia questions like the principal's name in "Ferris Bueller's Day Off", Baby's full formal name in "Dirty Dancing", and what person Alex P. Keaton idolized in "Family Ties", Team Atreyu entered the final bonus round well in the lead and sure we would take the win! Unfortunately, the game was opened up as a free for all during the Bonus Round with a karaoke sing off of the theme song to "Growing Pains". When their name was randomly drawn, Jessie's Girl earned a full 5 bonus points just for singing the song to the angering crowd!

Team Atreyu was definitely disappointed, but we still managed to secure a bronze prize! After an evening of fun, food, and friends, we won a $50 gift card toward our next visit at Big Daddy's. We're ready for a re-match and will be watching our fave 80's flicks in preparation for it!

Looking Good for 232 years . . .

2009-07-05T14:50:00.007-04:00

This year's 4th of July celebration was such an improvement over last year's! Carrie has been in the Hamptons since last week, but she was kind enough to come back to the City for the weekend since she knew I had such a miserable 4th of July weekend last year . . . she was determined to make it better for me this year!

The weather could not have been more perfect. We had a high of 81 with low humidity and a fresh breeze from the ocean water. After making a wonderful picnic dinner, Carrie and I invited some of our girlfriends from church to stake a spot for the fireworks display. We arrived early and were able to pick a perfect place along the Hudson River nestled in the middle of a clearing of trees. From our vantage point, we were able to view all 5 barges along the river and watched the sky light up! What a way to celebrate!

You Want to Transform This Into a Date?

2009-07-04T12:09:00.001-04:00

After a chance meeting at last week's Floating Kabarette and a week of friendly email banter, Taz and I agreed to go see Transformers 2 Friday night. I had intended to see the movie with my colleagues, but missed the film last week when I got called into a last minute meeting with Dreamworks. I was delighted when a week after the premiere, I finally found someone who hadn't already seen it themselves! And, Taz seemed like a really nice, fun guy to join me!

But, I quickly found that Taz interpreted my invitation as a formal date. Before I could blink, he had already purchased both our tickets and was leading me up the escalator to our theater. And, over the course of the 2.5 hour film, his body slowly drew closer and closer to mine. Without even allowing the credits to finish, he immediately turned to me and asked, "what are we doing now?" I asked if he was hungry and he suggested we get dinner.

With the non-stop rain finally letting up this weekend, we enjoyed a wonderful walk around Union Square before deciding on a late night dinner at The Coffee Shop. Sitting outside in the warm summer air was wonderful and Taz was a gracious host with plenty of non-stop conversation to offer. In fact, we had managed to talk so long that the server was ready to kick us out of our seats. We then moved inside to the bar and managed to converse late into the night before I finally announced I had to go home at 2am.

After Taz walked me to the subway and wished me goodnight, I couldn't help but ask myself, "what just happened here?" I really like Taz; he's easy to talk to, smart, kind, and respectful. I'm just not attracted to him. . . why must dating be so complicated?

A Floater of a Good Time!

2009-06-28T08:20:00.001-04:00

So, in an effort to make new friends and discover this great city of mine, I recently joined several interest groups at Meetup.com. And, when most of my friends left town, leaving me to fend for myself this weekend, I managed to find a really fun group to join Saturday night.

The group was fantastic! About 20 of us young professionals traveled to Brooklyn to see the Floating Kabarette, a variety and comedy show complete with Cabaret dancers, gymnasts, and magicians. After playing musical chairs throughout the evening, I was able to meet everyone in the group, including Lauren, who lives just a few short blocks from me here on the UES. I experienced a most unusual and unexpectedly fun evening, making a few new friends along the way!

A Prayer to the Theater Godot(s)

2009-06-24T08:48:00.000-04:00

This month has quickly become one of the wettest Junes on record in NYC history with rain nearly every single day. So, many summer activities that New Yorkers look forward to--like baseball games, outdoor movies, outdoor theater, and concerts--continue to be cancelled. Carrie and I had planned to go see an outdoor production of King Lear in Battery Park this evening after work. But, after arriving and apprising the dark clouds over our heads, we thought it best to not stay in the open air.

Luckily, Mrs. Mitchell (Carrie's boss-lady) had two extra tickets on hold to see Waiting for Godot at the Studio 54 box office. She offered them to us. So, we quickly headed uptown in the hopes of arriving in time for the 8pm performance.

Along our walk to the theater, I stopped at Cosi to purchase an egg-salad sandwich to curb my ongoing hunger pains. While Carrie entered the theater to claim our tickets, I stood outside to finish eating my sandwich. You can imagine my surprise when Cloris Leachman walked up right behind me and started talking to the couple standing next to me. I was tickled pink and rushed over to get Carrie's attention to point her out . . . only to turn around and see Martin Short standing next to me in the Will Call line!

After getting settled in our seats, I saw Cloris again and slowly watched her settle into the seat directly behind me anticipating a dramatic performance. And, we were not disappointed! Nathan Lane, John Goodman, Bill Irwin, and John Glover all delivered an amazing performance!

THE report from THE trip

2009-06-15T21:38:00.007-04:00

I finally returned safely home this morning after a long trip out West. The first week was spent keeping the masses under control for all our meetings and marketing presentations at Licensing Show. We arrived at our weeklong accommodations at THEhotel late Sunday night. Everything at THEhotel is deliciously called "THE"--THE cafe, THE lounge, THE lotion, THE shampoo, even THE tp . . . I loved it!

After a full schedule of meetings all week, I drove to So-Cal for a visit with the family and friends. I was so excited to give my nieces and nephews a hug & kiss in person! It felt so good!

Upon my return home, I stopped back at THEhotel for a night to wish Crystal a happy 30th birthday in Sin City. It was so good to spend a little time with all my friends and to help celebrate such a special day with Crystal!

Vegas or Bust

2009-05-31T22:10:00.006-04:00

Well, I am finally on my way! After a month filled with preparing catering orders, marketing materials, budget, travel accommodations, shipping, group events, and appointment books, I am Vegas-bound for Licensing Show Expo, our biggest annual trade show event . . .

After a few too many late nights and working weekends, I am following up my business trip with some much needed R&R in So-Cal. I am delighted to spoil the nieces and nephews and to take in some sun!

Magically Boosting the Economy

2009-05-29T21:58:00.002-04:00

After a long week of late nights, several checks and re-checks of our "to do list", and a teary-eyed moment laced with a stream of profanities this evening, I finally managed to walk away from my office at 8pm tonight completely confident that we're fully prepared for Licensing Show. I boarded the 4 train and began my commute home, completely exhausted.

But, in the short fifteen minute ride tonight, my frown was turned upside down when a magician boarded my car and began performing his best tricks. Between 42nd and 86th Streets, the talented fellow managed to make a scarf dance and tie itself into a knot, change a handkerchief into a live dove, and to make a chain disappear from his very hands!

I was so enjoyably entertained, I was slightly sad to be forced to exit the train at my stop. I never make a habit of donating to street performers in the subway, but I was so impressed at his ability to magically change my attitude that I made sure to drop a dollar into his tin as I walked onto the platform!

Being Three is Neat!

2009-05-22T21:23:00.002-04:00

Happy Birthday Evan! I hope your day was bursting with chocolately goodness!

A Very New York Weekend

2009-05-11T23:03:00.001-04:00

This last weekend, Crystal flew out to spend a New York weekend with me. We had so much fun! After arriving early Saturday morning, we treked downtown to visit the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island, playing the role of resident tourists! After all the trips that Crystal had made to The City, she had never visited these American icons.

We've had soppy weather every single day this past week and the forecast was calling for more rain on Saturday with a high of 80 . . . ugh! We made sure to carry our umbrellas with us all day as good luck charms; and they must have worked because what started out as a thick, muggy day burned off to a warm and breezy afternoon and evening.

Ellis Island and Lady Liberty were phenomenal as usual; we completed our afternoon of tours with a corny photo souvenir of the two of us arriving off the ship in New York Harbor. . .

We then headed down to Katz's Deli for a tall stack of pastrami on rye. I pointed out the sign where Meg Ryan professes her famous love of Katz's when Crystal admitted that she had never seen the film! After a more than filling lunch, we grabbed some tickets for Guys & Dolls later in the evening.

We managed to arrive ten minutes late for Guys & Dolls after a slow subway ride and missed the opening number. But, a fantastic performance by the cast more than made up for the first few missed notes. We spent the remainder of the evening walking around Times Square and hitting Ellen's Stardust Diner for dessert. I squealed with delight when our server belted out "Don't Stop Believing", one of my favorite Journey classics.

We then enjoyed a relaxing and sunny Sunday morning having brunch at Sarabeth's, walking around Central Park and discovering Brooklyn. We grabbed the ever essential Sunday afternoon treat from Crumbs, had pedicures, ordered a NY slice for dinner and stayed in to watch "When Harry Met Sally" . . . Crystal can finally say she's seen it now!

Celebrity Sighting Part Deux

2009-04-30T22:04:00.003-04:00

Yesterday, while purchasing an afternoon snack in the lobby, I spotted Jeremy Irons chatting on his cell phone . . .

And, today I brushed shoulders with Jesse Jackson and his entourage in the elevator bank; a very tall man indeed!

A Very Expensive Lesson Indeed

2009-04-29T09:09:00.003-04:00

Work has been incredibly hectic, but I've been managing to keep my head above water. . . I thought it would be fun to complicate things even further by moving this month.

My lease ended on April 30, so I thought I would take the opportunity to find a 1 bedroom apartment and to exit my dinky little studio. I searched high and low during the month of April and managed to find a fairly good sized 1 bedroom apartment on the Upper West Side at 71st St. The monthly rent was definitely within my budget and it seemed I would be able to get about twice the space for only $150 more a month.

The unit was in an old brownstone building built around 1900; so, it had quirks like mis-matching kitchen cabinets, 5 inches of white paint on the walls, and limited closet space. But, it boasted a private outdoor garden and brand new hardwood floors. . . I had a few misgivings, but thought it was just the stress and anxiety I was feeling from work combined with the chore of having to move, so I signed a lease.

I spent the entire weekend packing all my junk; and, when I finally had it all in boxes Sunday night, I laid in bed for hours concocting all kinds of "bad omens" . . . I dreamt that the landlord had stolen my identity and run me into the ground with debt; I dreamt that when I opened the door to my new home with the movers behind me that a pair of squatting roommates had moved in before me; I dreamt that the movers double-charged me and shattered my TV . . .

Nonetheless, I shook it all off and had the movers carry all my things to the new apartment on Monday afternoon. Not twenty minutes after they left, I sat on my bed and burst into tears. I began to walk around the apartment and noticed a plethora of issues that I had missed on my two previous inspections--I found a 1/2 inch gap ran along the door jam separating the bedroom from the living room; the kitchen counters were separating from the wall behind the sink; a small colony of ants decided to become my roommates; there were no lights in any of the closets; there was a 1/4 inch gap between the new flooring and the walls all the way around the unit; the landlord had used double-sided tape to re-insulate the back door, which immediately fell off when I opened it; and, neither of my cell phones could get a signal in the apartment, which terrified me as a single woman living alone! On top of all these things, I felt this overwhelming vibe of bad energy surrounding the apartment. . .

I called my mom hysterical . . . what was I going to do? I had already signed a one-year lease. I had already given notice to my current landlord and he had been showing to potential renters. I had already paid the movers to bring all my things here.

I felt as if all along my inner voice/the Holy Ghost/Guardian Angel/sixth sense/woman's intuition/internal compass had been hinting to me that I had not made the right decision and that after weeks of ignoring its gentle whisperings, it was now screaming in my ears: You should not live here!

Luckily, I called my current landlord and found out that my apartment had not been rented. When I told him that I would stay there, he was overwhelmingly relieved. So, I called the movers and had them bring me and all my belongings back to my dinky little studio on Tuesday. I lost a full month of rent and had to pay the movers twice, but I am finally calm with my decision to stay right where I am.

That Is Professor Wells To You

2009-04-17T14:14:00.000-04:00

As many of you know, I've long been trying to find a way to make use of the MBA degree that I spent a significant amount of time and money working to achieve (because I seemingly continue to think it's otherwise completely useless in my current job). So, I kept sending out my resume . . . and sending it out . . . and sending it out . . . to as many colleges as I could the last few years trying to find a teaching job.

Well, I finally got a call for an interview last month from The Laboratory Institute of Merchandising, a small private fashion merchandising college here in Manhattan that also offers degrees in Marketing and Business Management. They were very impressed with my resume and wanted to consider me for two of their courses, including Power of the Brand and Global Markets (both upper-classman level courses, I might add!)

I've been keeping it quiet the last few weeks for fear that it might not happen. . . but, I received confirmation today that I will be teaching Global Markets (what the hell that means is still not completely clear, but who cares?! Professors make up stuff and pontificate for hours on end anyway, right?) two evenings a week to LIM's aspiring juniors and seniors this coming Fall semester! Check out my official listing in the school catalog:

Course: MRKT 408-08
Course Title: Global Markets
Instructor: Wells, Jessica
Credits: 3.0
Day(s): MW
Time(s): 6:10 - 7:40
Room: 0508

Sending You Birthday Wishes Alison!

2009-04-16T09:42:00.001-04:00

Happy Birthday Darling! I promise to come home to bring you a real hug very soon!

It's Absolutely True! Sex Sells . . .

2009-04-09T22:32:00.002-04:00

I just love a good controversy! SpongeBob toys are currently available in a Burger King Kids' Meal. And, since SpongeBob appeals to adults just as much as kids, I guess Burger King thought they could take a little creative liberty in their current commercial . . .

I actually worked on this promotion with Burger King for our Canada stores. But, I never saw the commercial until it began airing last week. The Campaign for a Commercial-Free Childhood is trying to get the ad banned from the air stating it's inappropriate for children and promotes sensationalism. I agree that it's a little over the top for children, but from a marketer's standpoint, I couldn't be more impressed! It is one of the more creative spots I have seen in years and I am confident it will boost sales for Burger King and help promote our favorite Sponge. So, all I can say is . . .

Hurry in! Get dinner and a show for only $0.99 for a limited time! You can view the entire music video featuring The King here. (I think any remaining speck of my sense of business ethics just flew out the window completely . . .)

Winter, Come No More

2009-04-08T21:12:00.001-04:00

Spring still seems to be out of sight, but definitely not out of mind . . . just like I still believe in the Easter Bunny, I believe that someday it will arrive and bring with it a warm and fuzzy feeling, green grass, brightly colored flowers, and delicious treats. We were granted a sneak peek of it on Sunday when the temperatures reached a pleasant and sunny 64. But, the joy was short lived . . . I watched snowflakes fall nearly all morning from my office window today!

And, walking out of the Hallmark store near my house tonight, I passed by Celia Weston. Celia is well known for her lovable "mom" characters in How To Lose a Guy In 10 Days, Junebug, and The Village . . .

I hope the sunshine comes out for Easter on Sunday! I wish I could be in sunny CA for the holiday, but I will be staying Manhattan bound this weekend.

Happy Birthday Hudson!

2009-03-30T09:23:00.001-04:00

I hope you have a birthday that is three times the fun!

Happy Birthday Princess Sara

2009-03-18T14:41:00.001-04:00

Happy 5th Birthday Sara! Next year, it's on to kindergarten with a Hello Kitty backpack!

10 Years in the Making

2009-03-18T09:25:00.002-04:00

While the Chinese this year are celebrating the Year of the Ox, we here at Nickelodeon are celebrating the Year of the Sponge--SpongeBob SquarePants, that is. We're trying our best to create new marketing campaigns and innovative products for the 10th anniversary year of everyone's favorite yellow sponge (in order to increase sales and of course our bonuses).

But, I think that his kid here may have topped all our ideas with his very own production! Check it out--it features some of our current product and in-store signage at Walmart:

Upfront With My Friends

2009-03-12T14:52:00.006-04:00

Today was Nickelodeon's annual Upfront where we present our upcoming new series and promotions to our key advertisers (you know, people that give us lots of money to keep the network on air like Kellogg's, Kraft, P&G, McDonald's, Mattel). The presentation is given by our key executives and usually includes some of our celebrity talent as well (to keep the advertising big wigs feeling good about themselves . . .).

This year, Keke Palmer was on hand to present her newest show True Jackson, VP; Nick Cannon was on hand to discuss his newest show for TEENick called The Halo Awards to honor teens in their community; and the big surprise of the day was having Dev Patel arrive to introduce his role in The Last Airbender, our blockbuster movie planned for next summer. Even being a seasoned employee at Nickelodeon (I believe I can say seasoned now; I've been here a year) and meeting these folks regularly, I felt a little leap in my stomach when Dev walked onto the stage. The audience gasped; even we Nick employees didn't know he would be appearing. He was very charming and talked about how excited he is to be walking away from his newly found stardom on Slumdog Millionaire to now be a part of The Last Airbender filming. We're really hoping that his recent addition to the cast will help to make the film extraordinary at the box office (ergo our bonuses) . . .

The Upfront then closed with a jam session with Colbie Caillat and Wyclef Jean . . . my little perks at work are great!

The One With The Italian Food

2009-03-10T22:24:00.005-04:00

After spending a week with the London staff, they arrived this week in the NYC office to attend our Retail meetings this week. We all went out tonight as a group for a delicious four-course Italian meal at Barbuto, in the Meatpacking District.

We had just finished the antipasti when Tate Donovan walked in and sat at the table next to us with his wife and infant son. Those of us born before 1980 immediately recognized him. I had to offer a bit more background for the other half of the group.

Nancy, my team member, was quite shocked that his wife was not more attractive. In fact, she thought he should dump her for me . . . apparently, she thought I would look good standing next to him. And, that would take a lot because he still looks really good . . .

I Globe Trot, Therefore I Am

2009-03-06T22:12:00.005-05:00

Many following my little Big Apple blog may be afraid that I have fallen in the Hudson River or been caught under the subway tracks with no new posts for nearly three weeks now. . . much has happened recently and I am glad I finally have a spare moment to share it all.

My globe trotting excitement began Thursday, February 19 when my mother phoned me to tell me she had checked herself into the hospital due to some inexplicable abdominable pain. The doctors had found she had gall stones and would likely need to have her gall bladder removed; but, she assured me was "just fine". That's typical; my mom tends to down-play everything whenever it comes to her own needs.

The following day she called again to tell me that not only was she definitely going to have surgery to remove her gall bladder, but that while doing a prognostic cat-scan, the doctor had also discovered a tumor on her right kidney and that it would have to be removed as well. I burst into tears, knowing that she was no longer "just fine". I immediately booked a flight and arrived in the Springs Sunday afternoon.

I spent the next week getting all of Mom's needs ready, including cleaning the house, paying the bills, buying groceries and supplies, and caring for her while she was in the hospital. The surgery was successful and her doctors anticipate that she will recover fully, continuing a good quality of life with one kidney. The tumor was entirely contained within the kidney and she won't need any chemotherapy! Whew; thank goodness that gall bladder started acting up so that we could find the cancer early!

I left Jeremy to care for Mom during her first week of post-op and I returned to NYC on the 28th, allowing myself just 12 short hours to re-pack my bags in order to leave for London the next morning. I arrived in London Sunday night for a weeklong agenda of business meetings.

My meetings were going well and it was fantastic to finally meet the London staff, with whom I work so closely. But, late Tuesday night after our dinner, I stumbled into my hotel room and managed to hit my head (really hard, I might add . . .). After I managed to get over the shock and pick myself up from the floor, I looked in the bathroom mirror to see blood trickling down my forehead. Being five hours behind London, the office staff in NYC was still available. When I called, Katy (who recently transferred from our London office) became my own personal EMT, telling me how to reach the closest hospital and instructing me on how to get the healthcare I needed.

After a non-stop action-packed evening fit for a sitcom sketch that really must be told over a menu of carbohydrates and hand-drawn diagrams, I managed to walk away from the emergency room without stitches and a massive headache at 1am in the pouring rain.

I barely finished out the rest of my meetings, suffering from a major case of jet lag complicated with a drowse inducing head injury! I nearly cried at the thought of sleeping in my own bed when I finally boarded the plane Thursday night. Did I enjoy my first trip to London? I wouldn't go there . . . let's just say I am looking forward to my next trip.

Why Won't It Come?

2009-02-12T22:09:00.003-05:00

I was so excited when I found this really cool, yet subtle inauguration t-shirt to support President Obama online nearly four weeks ago . . . and, it's still not here! I am so sad . . . needless to say, I was disappointed when it didn't arrive in time for Inauguration Day, but I am now getting just plain agitated. I want to wear my t-shirt!

Wait! Is That Who I Think It Is?

2009-02-07T21:45:00.002-05:00

Loaded down with groceries coming out of Whole Foods tonight, I passed by another Project Runway Season 4 contestant -- Kevin Christiana -- on the corner of 57th and 7th Ave. He was enjoying the great Spring weather we've been having this weekend with a special someone.

Six More Weeks of Winter?

2009-02-02T18:32:00.004-05:00

Punxutawney Phil saw his shadow this morning and predicted six more weeks of winter. . . although, I can't imagine it. It's already feeling like Spring around here. We've had the pleasure of enjoying a small thaw yesterday and today with temps near 50. I am hoping that Phil is wrong about his little prediction!

It's Finally Official

2009-01-30T16:00:00.009-05:00

I finally received my business cards today. And, while my job title says "Director of Brand Management", it should really read: "Manager of Chaos Supreme, Evaluator of Multiple Time Zones, Distributor of Limited Knowledge & Interpreter of Many Cultures". But, there just wasn't enough room on the card . . . and, after this week, I should add: "Senior Pooper Scooper".

We Need A Return to Values . . .

2009-01-21T20:20:00.006-05:00

Yesterday, our 44th President was sworn into office. I swelled with joy at the historic moment that Barack Obama took the sacred oath to defend our constitution and to uphold the individual liberties of our citizens as our country's first African-American Commander-in-Chief. I was especially touched by the declaration that we must return to wholesome values, that we must be humble in our approach among allies, and that we must be vigilant in defending ourselves against our enemies. I was brought to tears as I listened to his words and wanted so much to believe in my heart that today may truly be "a new day"--a day for us to all put away our selfish ways and to come together for the advancement of the good of mankind and not for our own wants.

I was appalled and embarrassed, however, that those who would claim to be his followers stooped so low as to "boo" President Bush as he entered the inaugural platform. Bad form my fellow citizens! You should be ashamed! I urge you to heed Obama's words and to return to the values of teamwork, neighborly love, forgiveness, honesty, and kindness.

President Bush is booed as he enters the crowd

I Work Hard So You Don't Have To . . .

2009-01-20T09:25:00.004-05:00

Well, I finally had it out with Miss Ashley in 3C last night. I had an itching that her newly somber comings and goings would likely not continue long term. She really topped herself Sunday night when she broke into a shouting match with her houseguest, Liz. And, how do I know that her houseguest's name is Liz? Because I heard the entire dialogue through my wall at 1:30 am, of course! Apparently, the f***'n houseguest didn't let the f***'n dog out when it needed to go to the f***'n bathroom and it pee'd all over the f***'n couch that costs $1000 f***'n dollars! Luckily, I was off work Monday for the MLK holiday, so I was still awake at 1:30 am reading my book; I tried my best to ignore them . . .

Unfortunately, Miss Ashley found herself locked out of her apartment last night when she tried to leave to run to the store at 10:30pm. I lay in bed listening intently as she shouted to Liz inside the apartment to let her in. The door knob was jammed and neither one could open the door. I then listened as she called a locksmith to come rescue her. Twenty minutes later, the locksmith arrived and I listened as he explained to her that he would only be able to gain access to her apartment if he drilled the lock for a hefty handover of $250. Somewhat upset at having to fork over such a large sum of money, she rang my doorbell!

Why did she ring my doorbell, you ask? Well, Miss Ashley and I share a balcony you see. Both our apartments have a sliding glass door that leads out to a balcony that we share with a half wall. And, after listening to her conversation with the locksmith, I knew immediately what she wanted--to walk through my apartment to gain access to hers.

I answered the door (in my pajamas--which seems to always be my attire of choice whenever she and I interact with one another) and said, "Oh gee, what now?"

She began rambling on about how this locksmith here (pointing at him) wants to charge her $300 (hmmm, I remember hearing $250, but I didn't argue) to give her access to her apartment because the door lock isn't working. And, could she walk through my apartment to get into hers? I don't recall any apology provided for disturbing me, dragging me out of bed; I don't think she even offered a "May I please . . . ?" Instead the conversation went a little something like this:

"OK, Ashley, I am happy to let you walk through my apartment, but can you give me one reason why I should?"

"What the hell does that mean?"

"I mean, you need my help. Why should I help you right now when I have asked you repeatedly to be quiet and help me get a good night's sleep and you have refused to be more quiet?"

"I am NOT having this conversation right now." (eyes rolling) "I am not too loud. The guy below me is so loud that he makes my apartment vibrate. . . "

(Well, that makes your actions justified then . . . I didn't realize that the guy below you was so loud.)

"You have got to realize that you live in an apartment--an apartment in the city. The building is old and it's going to be noisy. I can't help it if the walls are paper thin."

"The walls are not paper thin. You are that loud.", I said matter-of-factly.

After a few deep breaths and another eye roll, she responded, "Well, tell me this. How is it that I never hear you and you claim to hear me all the time."

"Because, Ashley, I have lived in apartments long enough to understand that it is a communal living situation and that I need to be quiet for my neighbors' sake."

"Whatever, I am NOT going to walk on egg-shells for you!" she shouted (quietly, of course.)

"That's not what I am saying at all. I am simply asking that you be cognizant of those around you. I am not being unreasonable in my requests to not wear your shoes on the floors and to not slam doors." "And, you could keep the shouting to a minimum as well."

She stared incredulously at me.

"That's right. I can hear you! I heard your entire conversation last night at 1 in the morning! And, I just don't need to hear the f-bomb thrown around, especially at 1 in the morning!"

"Whatever! Are we going to do this or what?", she asked while neglecting to actually make the request formal.

"Again, I am happy to help you. I just think that you need to be more willing to help me with what I need."

I let her through and immediately went back to bed. No, I didn't receive a "thank you" and she didn't even come close to understanding what I was asking. I then lay in bed and listened to her complain through the wall for an hour about how "she is NOT too loud."

Yeah, I have to move once my lease is up in May.

An Icy Landing

2009-01-15T18:02:00.002-05:00

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A flight leaving LaGuardia airport this afternoon failed directly after take-off and landed in the Hudson River. We saw the plane go down from the Nickelodeon offices and were frightened for all the passengers on board. At first we couldn't quite tell what type of plane it was or how many people might be on board, but we were glad that the plane had fortunately drifted on the surface of the water without breaking apart, or worse, exploding. The plane appeared to float for some time without completely becoming submerged, which allowed the Coast Guard to immediately rescue everyone.

My first thought was, "I can't imagine how cold they are in that water out there." We had a sudden arctic cold front hit us Tuesday night, leaving us with record breaking cold temperatures. The temperature was only 20 degrees when the plane crashed; I can't imagine how freezing the water was under those conditions . . . I am so glad that everyone is alive.

The Report: A Smooth Commute

2009-01-12T22:32:00.002-05:00

I was running late for work today, but thankfully the Gods were looking down on me this morning. I managed to perfectly time the arrival of the M86 bus, the 4 Express train, and finally, the S train on my way to Times Square, allowing me to arrive just 3 minutes before my 10am Strategy meeting this morning.

And, although I was in a hurry to get to the office, I wasn't in too much of a hurry to see ABC World News Reporter Bob Woodruff sitting next to me on the S train this morning. He was catching up on his own personal news source: The New York Times.

I've Been Catching my ZZZs . . .

2009-01-05T10:10:00.003-05:00

I've managed to get a full 8 hours of sleep every night since returning to The City. I guess a little retaliation goes a long way . . . Miss Ashley in 3C has been on her best behavior, coming and going quietly at normal hours of the day. I just hope this trend continues to become a habit instead of flickering out like a fad . . .

Unfortunately, it also means I haven't had the chance to try out that nifty noise machine Stacey gave me for Christmas yet!

A Single Gal in The City's Best Friend

2009-01-04T00:02:00.008-05:00

I received this recipe from my aunt and immediately tried it. It was the perfect companion for an evening of Twilight saga reading and took care of that chocolate fix in minutes!

5 Min. Chocolate Mug Cake

Ingredients
4 tablespoons flour
4 tablespoons sugar*
2 tablespoons cocoa powder
A pinch of baking powder
A pinch of salt
1 egg, beaten
3 tablespoons milk
3 tablespoons oil*
2-3 drops vanilla extract

Directions
1. In a large coffee mug, mix the flour, sugar, cocoa, baking powder and salt.
2. Add egg and mix into dry mixture.
3. Add oil, milk, and vanilla extract and mix well.
4. Bake in microwave on High (1000 watts) for 3 minutes.
5. Allow to cool a little and remove from the mug for serving.

* For a healthier alternative, replace the sugar with Splenda and replace the oil with applesauce.

I've Finally Been "Sucked" In

2009-01-02T20:42:00.007-05:00

After hearing all the fuss about Twilight, I finally decided to crack open the book and give it a chance. Halfway through Chapter 3, I was hooked. I managed to read all but the last 60 pages on my flight home yesterday, slowly falling in love with Edward's charming and gentlemanly ways.

After closing the final chapter this afternoon, I found the next movie screening time and bolted across town for the chance to see my new crush in full color on the big screen. Unfortunately, the movie was not nearly as satisfying as the novel:

Kristen Stewart (Bella) has got to be one of the worst actresses I have ever witnessed.
Kristen Stewart and Rob Pattinson (Edward) have absolutely no on-screen chemistry.
The director managed to over-cheesify the few romantic scenes that actually appear in the movie.
The movie almost completely ignores the intrinsic draw of the book, which is Edward and Bella's long, heartfelt conversations.
But, I have to admit that Rob Pattinson nearly nailed Edward's emotional dichotomy on-screen; plus, he's really hot!

On the way home, I stopped at Barnes & Noble and picked up New Moon, the next book in the saga . . . yeah, I am really pathetic.

Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree

2008-12-26T14:39:00.004-05:00

The Christmas holiday was so nice and relaxing. We spent the day at my brother's where the kids had fun opening their gifts and sifting through the goodies that Santa had left for them.

Dad and Sharon drove from Utah to spend the day with us and we're glad they made it in one piece. After having a double blowout on I-15 in the central Utah desert, they had to be towed all the way back to Spanish Fork to be repaired. After finally getting back on the road, they didn't arrive to their hotel room in Las Vegas until nearly 3am the next night!

I gave the kids a karaoke machine this year for their gift; and, after setting it up we had an after dinner jam session in the garage . . . I think they sounded pretty good!

A Very Happy Birthday To Me!

2008-12-22T23:10:00.007-05:00

"Aunt Jesska, Aunt Jesska, it's your birfday . . . I going to sing 'Happy Birfday' to you!", Hudson delighted when he bounded into the living room Sunday morning to greet me.

I was delighted to have the chance to spend the day with Hudson--I was afraid I wouldn't be able to after a long day of travel the day before that included missing my morning flight, barely being allowed to board the next one, and then remaining trapped in the middle seat next to a restless 300 lb. man for the 7.5 hour extended flight. It was a small miracle that I managed to escape The City before the second blizzard wave arrived a few hours later.

Bob and Carla took me out for a fantastic seafood dinner to celebrate. And, Hudson's "birfday singing" was wonderful . . . But, I just have to complain a little that he managed to eat more of my chocolate cake than I did!

And, tonight, I finally got to meet up with my friends when they took me out to dinner to celebrate again at Mimi's. I had such a great birthday--I'm so glad I made it out of town!

Let it Snow, Let It Snow!

2008-12-19T13:26:00.012-05:00

Our first major snow storm hit this morning at 10am; and, it's not relenting. The snow coverage is so thick that I can barely see out my office window! (Luckily I got into the office before it began!) It's really beautiful, but I just can't help thinking: I hope it stops by tonight so that I can board that plane first thing in the morning!

Two inches and counting . . .

The More I See You

2008-12-08T10:01:00.025-05:00

Rachael flew out this weekend to spend some time in The City. We had so much fun seeing the sites now that they're drenched in greenery and twinkling lights. Friday we explored the Upper West Side, Times Square, and my office before riding the Staten Island ferry to catch a view of Lady Liberty. After flying on the red-eye flight all night long, Rach took a much needed a quick nap in the afternoon, while I took the opportunity to let the chiropractor beat me into shape at his office (but, I gladly let him do it because he's just so adorable!)

Friday night we ate a hearty meal at my favorite Thai place before going to Madison Square Garden to see Michael Buble perform. Not only did MB do a fantastic job of belting out his buttery classics at perfect pitch, but he also made the audience laugh and tear up at his on-stage antics and dedication to some of the greats like Frankie and Deano. After sitting for nearly 2 and a half hours, I felt like the time had flown by; it was so entertaining!

After the concert, we treated ourselves to a little late night dessert at Serendipity, dipping into their famous frozen hot chocolate. We were a little frozen ourselves after waiting outside nearly an hour for a table, but the wait was definitely worth it!

Saturday we explored Central Park after having to bundle up in our long underwear and several layers under our coats! But, the sky was clear and the park was peaceful with holiday vendors and musicians playing Christmas songs. We paused for a few minutes to enjoy the serenity and take some photos. We then walked down to the East Village to try some classic New York deli garb at Katz's Delicatessen. We sat just one table over from where Meg Ryan enjoyed her pastrami on rye in When Harry Met Sally. In an effort to validate her overwhelmingly positive review, I ordered the same thing. And, while the sandwich was indeed delicious, I can't say I had the same reaction!

That evening, we strolled along 5th Avenue while little snowflakes landed on our coats, stopping along the way to enjoy the tree at Rockefeller Center and the decorated store windows.

Some Things Never Change

2008-12-03T23:03:00.003-05:00

Tonight was the lighting of the Christmas Tree at Rockefeller Center. And, since this is my first Christmas holiday in The City, I had to make every effort to attend this momentous occasion. The crowds were fierce--many people had been staking their spot since NOON. But I braved them, eventually making my way up front to a decent spot for activity sighting. The entire area was blockaded and NYPD was policing the area to make sure that no one was blocking entrances to any local businesses around the center.

I managed to move past one cop along 5th Avenue and slowly moved toward the center stage, while stopping in Dean & Deluca to get a warm cup of soup. After getting my food, I tried to plot a destination. Finally, after no luck, a man who had been watching me walk back and forth several times, stopped me. He told me that he knew me from somewhere, but that he just couldn't place me (like I haven't heard that a hundred times by a lay pick up artist). This was a gay man, though--I doubt he was trying to pick me up! Startled, I stood back and looked puzzled. He then started asking me several questions.

"You're from Utah, right?"

"Did you do theater? Or, was it debate?"

"Did you graduate around 1995 or 96?"

"I think we went to debate camp together at CEU."

After a few nods from me, he declared, "I knew it! I never forget a face!"

Steven, as it turned out, did in fact attend debate camp with me in the summer of 1993. I was so dumbfounded by this guy that I couldn't help but stop and talk to him. He and his friend Danny had been standing near the front and waiting all afternoon for the festivities to begin in these last 20 minutes. After a few quips of catching up, they invited me to join them!

We had so much fun welcoming the holiday season . . . and, I now have a new gay BFF to accompany me on my adventures in The City!

What is this, a TV fun house?

2008-12-01T20:58:00.003-05:00

I finally arrived in The Springs safe and sound Thursday for the holiday. An early morning departure mixed with a long flight left me a little sleepy, but spending time with Mom and the rest of the family was a relaxing respite from my crazy new schedule at work. We had plenty of time to gorge on lots of turkey, stuffing, gravy, pie, and of course, deviled eggs (thanks to Jeremy's standing order for the uniquely Wells Family tradition each year). After dinner Thursday night, I attempted to stay up as late as I could to play dice and other crazy games before finally hitting the pillow in pure exhaustion and jet lag.

An internal clock still set for EST allowed me to get up easily enough Friday morning to hit the shopping mall where I found a few good deals, including a pair of much needed winter boots. Snow had fallen the night before and made Colorado a winter wonderland; more snowfall each night left it that way for the rest of the weekend!

In fact, the sticky snowflakes kept me grounded for some time Sunday night in Denver. While waiting for our flight to take off, I spotted Andy Samberg sitting across from me at the gate. He was on my flight returning to NYC!

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas!

2008-11-26T20:43:00.000-05:00

Leaving work early today, I treked to Macy's to check out all the pre-parade festivities. The MC's, cameramen, technicians, and other pageantry officials were busy rehearsing the script and camera movements in preparation for the big day tomorrow. Christmas has arrived in The City!

Dude, It's Not Like That!

2008-11-20T10:33:00.000-05:00

Happy 16th Niko! We'll get you that driver's license soon enough!

Feel the Burn, I Mean the Sting

2008-11-19T09:36:00.003-05:00

My apologies--I am suddenly aware of how many of my postings are about the weather . . . I think it's because for the first time in a long time, my daily actvities are immensely determined by the barometer. The Fall has been really lovely here with just a few cold nights and rainy days. For the most part, we were enjoying warm temperatures into the high 50s and low 60s all the way up until Saturday. Then, "Bam!", the mercury took a dive Sunday night and we are not just transitioning into winter, it has arrived with full force.

I had an early start today and walking to work today was not especially fun. My inability to choose a winter coat finally caught up with me this morning. I bundled up as best as I could with my scarf, gloves, and leather jacket. As long as I was moving I was fine. . . until, about half way to the subway, I felt it. My ears started to sting from the cold. At first it was just a little tingle that made me shake my head side to side; it then progressed to an itch, and finally a sharp sting-- you know, the kind that if the 4th grade bully were to come up behind you and use his finger to simply flick your ear it would cause you to fall to the ground with reverberating pain for an hour!

I finally reached the Viacom building and stepping into the elevator--the screen read the current temp at 27 degrees! I've got to find a matching set of ear muffs for that winter coat STAT!

Française de Film in le Village?

2008-11-16T10:48:00.001-05:00

I joined my friend Alla along with two of her friends Saturday night to see a french film at the historic Angelika theater. "I've Loved You So Long", starring Kristin Scott Thomas, was heart wrenching--I can't help but think that the entire dialogue in French probably made it all the more dramatic, as well. I managed to keep from actually tearing up, but Alla said she was crying from the first 15 minutes until the credits began rolling.

The night was unusually warm and so we walked around SoHo for a while before settling in at a Filipino fusion restaurant for some tea and sweet desserts. Cendrillon was a tiny, little shop in a quiet section of Mercer Street, just off Chinatown with a charming ambiance and delicious food. We ordered four of their sweet menu items and shared them around the table. One of the dishes was a black sweet rice (considered a delicacy in Asia) with fresh bananas, dipped in a caramel and brown sugar sauce; it was divine! The chef stopped by our table to chat with us and explained that the rice is only harvested for a short period of time and is served at only the most special occasions like weddings. I felt so special that I got to try the delicious treat.

We stayed and talked politics, literature, and our plans for the holidays. Soon, we were the only ones left and ended up closing the restaurant. What a wonderful evening!

Here Taste This, It's Terrible . . .

2008-11-11T14:40:00.002-05:00

A funny sight: the pigeons on the ground are standing by waiting for a morsel to drop from the horse as he eats his oats. . . I liked to think that the conversation between the species went a little like this:

The horse says, "Hey, would you guys get outta here? I'm trying to eat! I only get one break during my shift; I'd like to enjoy it in peace."

The pigeons reply, "Are you kidding us? You complain about only getting one break a day. At least you have a job! And, it provides a free lunch?! Have you seen the price of food these days? This economy has made the tossing of leftover bagels virtually obsolete in this city!"

The Darkness is Suffocating . . .

2008-11-10T17:00:00.003-05:00

and depressing. Just so you all know, with the expiration of Daylight Savings time, the sun now sets at approximately 4:42pm. With 5 more weeks of progressively shorter days, the sun will eventually set sometime between 4:15 and 4:30pm . . . it's so depressing. This is the farthest north that I have ever lived--I can't imagine suffering through complete darkness like our "arctic state" neighbors.

Come on People Now, Smile on Your Brother!

2008-11-09T15:00:00.003-05:00

I travelled deep into the heart of Harlem to visit the Public Library this morning. Arriving 20 minutes before the doors were to open, I sat patiently on the bus stop bench outside reading my book and waiting for the opportunity to go inside. While sitting there, a few Spanish tourists came by and asked the tall, black woman seated next to me for directions to Central Park. I quietly listened as she asked what part of the park they wanted to visit so that she could give them more complete directions. Speaking little English, the two women passed their tour book to her with the page opened to a map of the park. They pointed somewhere in the middle area that was shaded bright green; the rest of the page was filled with Spanish text.

She immediately confirmed that she could read Spanish--thank goodness! She looked at the map and began to tell them to walk over one block to 5th Avenue and instructed them further to take a downtown bus, which would give them a straight path to the Park. I continued to listen . . .

It was finally when she began mixing "Spanish" into her directions that I intervened. She had accidentally told them that we were on Siete. . . we were actually on 6th (Seis). She continued by telling them that they needed to walk to Seis street and to take the Uno bus. I kindly put my hand on her arm and said, "Well, actually, it's Cinco Ave they want." I turned to her and said, "Yes, you're right; they should take the 1 bus that follows 5th Ave." Turning to the two women, I said, "You want to walk to Cinco Ave and take Uno Bus."

She turned to me and said, "Oh, now you want to say something. Why didn't you talk before now? You know, we have to work together. We have to help each other now." She was of course referring to our new president-elect's speech this week directing us to work together as neighbors and to bring hope back to our country.

I couldn't agree more. We have to work together! And, I was so glad to share this small moment with this woman today, my fellow New Yorker, my fellow Obama supporter--my fellow citizen for change!

That's KAWS, not PAWS . . .

2008-11-06T22:47:00.002-05:00

KAWS, a newly-popular modern artist, opened his new exhibit at the Gering & Lopez Gallery this evening in Manhattan. KAWS, known for his sometimes morbid interpretation of culturally iconic characters, exhibited his most recent works of SpongeBob SquarePants meshed with visually stunning bright planes on oil. I attended the exhibit with Nancy, my new supporting manager. It was a fantastic opportunity to bond with my new teammate from Nick International. It was especially fun for us to see SpongeBob in a new creative light since we see so much of him everyday at the office!

Change Has Come to America

2008-11-04T08:06:00.004-05:00

Tears came to my eyes tonight when I learned that Barack Obama will become the first elected African-American president of the United States. As a confirmed Feminist and Patriot, I have always strongly believed in the ideal that "all men are created equal". Today, our country removed all doubt that this ideal could no longer be upheld. I couldn't be more proud of my fellow citizens--I'm sure our founding fathers couldn't either! There can be hope and we can create it. . . "Yes We Can!"

I've Known Her My Whole Life

2008-11-03T20:03:00.007-05:00

Yeah, she's my mom. Luckily for me, I inherited her beautiful face and stellar sense of humor. Luckily for her, I was born with just enough of a rebellious side that has helped her perfect her patience and reliance on the Lord!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!

Buy Rock Band 2, Help Fund My Bonus!

2008-11-02T23:53:00.005-05:00

Rock Band, currently one of the few profitable divisions of MTV Networks, launched V.2 in September and became available on Nintendo Wii for the first time ever. To celebrate the launch of Rock Band 2, our Recreation Marketing created a live band tour, featuring the game and live performances by The Cab, Plain White T's, Dashboard Confessional, and Panic! At The Disco. I was lucky enough to win two tickets at a company raffle!

So, I invited Jenn, my former cube mate, to join me on the trek to NJ to see the concert. After nearly 1.5 hours of subway transfers, walking in the cold air, riding the PATH to downtown Newark, and more walking in the cold air, I left with the memory of a killer performance from the Plain White T's, the decision that I need to buy their new album, a ringing in my right ear from the screaming 19-year-old girl over my right shoulder, and the overwhelming confirmation that I've got to pick out a winter coat, already!

So, buy Rock Band and fund my bonus, ergo my winter coat!

We're Keen on Keene, NH!

2008-10-27T10:54:00.004-04:00

Carrie, Laura and I drove four hours north on Saturday to take in the beautiful changing colors, arriving in New Hampshire for their annual Pumpkin Festival. The Keene Pumpkin Festival is the largest of its kind in New England and proved to be quite the event! Attendees to the festival are invited to bring their own carved jack o' lantern, to register it, and have it become part of the ever growing annual festival record. On this day each year, the population in this ordinarily small town doubles with the arrival of folks and pumpkins alike!

The festival was complete with food vendors waving you over for a mug of hot apple cider, fresh corn chowder, fried dough, homemade apple turnovers, hot chili, or sausage subs as well as all day entertainment, pumpkin carving stations (in case you couldn't bring your own), a costume parade, a seed spitting contest, pie eating contest, and an amusement park. The culmination of the evening came with fireworks lit over the inferno towers of burning Jack o' Lanterns. So much fall time fun!

There were pumpkins of all sizes . . . this one weighed in at 250 pounds.

This was just one of the two towering infernos of Jack o' Lanterns!

My First Cyber-Stalker

2008-10-21T21:04:00.011-04:00

Today I received the strangest call at my desk from a woman (stalker) inside the company. The dialogue went a little something like this:

"Hi, Jessica?"

"Yes?"

"My name is Heather Z. You don't know me, but I work in the Integrated Marketing team . . ."

"OK."

"And, you just moved to the International team, right?"

"Yes."

"But, you previously worked at The N with Ray D. during the last six months, correct?"

"Yes, " I said feeling a little uncomfortable at the details emerging from this stranger.

I asked if she had learned these details from a friend or associate that she knows in the department. She replied "No," and went on to explain that she had wanted to apply for the Sr. Marketing Manager position at The N back in March immediately before she found out that I had been offered the job. And, last week she received an email from Ray asking to meet with her regarding an Integrated Marketing project. When she noticed that I wasn't copied on the email (but instead another member of the team was copied) she took the initiative to look up my profile on LinkedIn and saw that I had moved to the International team. Apparently this chick has been watching me for a while now! (And, I am that cool now that I have a stalker following my every move!)

She asked if I could offer any insight on the position and also whether she should ask Ray about the position in the hopes of stepping into it herself. I told her my point of view and wished her well. . .

The View From My New Office

2008-10-20T19:54:00.001-04:00

The Famous Chrysler Building

Yes, My Job is That Cool!

2008-10-15T22:00:00.006-04:00

I got the chance to sit down with my new boss today to discuss what my first week will be like on the job. My calendar is already being filled with hob-nobbing and networking appointments next week and I'm going to need to hit the ground running perfecting our PowerPoint presentations for Dora The Explorer, SpongeBob Squarepants, and Ni Hao Kai Lan . . . I'm just salivating at the thought of perfectly aligning all those cute little Nick characters along those gridlines and making them run across the screen in flashy animation!

And, my first business trip? I'll be planning a networking event and presentation for all our International partners at Hong Kong Toy Fair during the first week of January. And, when I told my boss that I would be taking the week of Christmas off to be in Cali, she said, "Well, you might want to go ahead and stay the next week, too. I mean, it would be a lot easier for you to fly to Hong Kong from LA."

Take two weeks of paid time off to work and play in Cali in December? I can perfect my PowerPoint presentations (at the beach) by day and spoil the nieces and nephews by night! I think I'm gonna like this new job . . .

Finding the Perfect Coat

2008-10-10T12:04:00.008-04:00

So, when I announced that I would be moving to The City, all my family and friends became enthralled with this vision of me becoming a jet-setting fashionista that would be living high 24/7 and flying off to Europe at a whim. . .

Well, it seems that I am one step closer to living that vision with the new position I got at Nick International. And, with colder weather knocking on my door, I am forced to purchase a new coat for winter. This can't be any ordinary coat, either. It must be THE COAT, if I am going to become a full-blooded New Yorker and the jet-setting fashionista that everyone sees. I've seen a few that have caught my eye, but I'm still undecided.

I really liked this one, until I found out it only came in pink . . .

I really like the lines of this one . . .

Or, the Peter Pan collar on this one is so adorable . . .

But, this is a classic wine color that I adore . . . I can't decide!

Saving The Change . . .

2008-10-08T16:19:00.003-04:00

Today, I booked my holiday airfare for both Thanksgiving and Christmas. I am going to spend Thanksgiving in Colorado with Mom and Mimi. And, I promised the kids I would be at home on Christmas day to see them open their gifts. OK, I know I'm supposed to be excited to see all my family for the upcoming holidays, but instead I'm just thinking about how much money I've spent this week!

After tallying up the facial cleanser, moisturizer, deoderant, sweaters, long sleeve blouses, bright red rain jacket (it was totally adorable and surprisingly on sale--so I had to have it, of course), a ticket to CA, and a ticket to CO, I've managed to rack up more than $1200! Ouch!

So, this week I've been repenting for my misdeeds by taking every chance I can to find extra cash lying around the house. I've come home every night this week to eat whatever's in my fridge (absolutely no eating out this week); I've listed my Disneyland annual pass on Craigslist (although I doubt anyone will actually buy it); I've taken a babysitting assignment for Sunday; I've dug through all my medical receipts for the year and submitted them for my healthcare reimbursement account; and, I've been scouring the want ads for a weekend job. Anything to get me through the holidays!

Brrr! It's Cold . . .

2008-10-06T11:15:00.000-04:00

Well, the temperature finally dropped this week . . . it's been cold; it's been windy. And, it's been rainy! I had to force myself to go buy some warmer clothing this weekend. I definitely spent more money than I wanted to; and, I still have yet to buy a winter coat! How am I going to survive this cold weather? But, more importantly, how am I going to be able to afford this cold weather?

A Woman of Fall Sees a Man For All Seasons

2008-10-03T23:49:00.002-04:00

Carrie invited me to join her to see A Man For All Seasons starring Frank Langella; it just started a limited run revival on Broadway. I had heard amazing things about his performance, although I had never seen the play itself. In fact, I didn't even know the premise of the play (yes, despite the fact that the name of the play is an iconic part of the American vernacular)!

And, we weren't disappointed! Langella's portrayal of Sir Thomas More was likable, comedic, and eventually heartwrenching, as we watched him morph from a kind-hearted family man to a slain prisoner who would not betray the church at any cost.

And, on our way to finding a good restaurant for dinner, we happened upon Don Giovanni's, a great little pasta joint. Apparently, it used to be a famous comedy club that once showcased relatively unknown comedians like John Belushi, Billy Crystal, Joan Rivers, and Nathan Lane. . . (to name a few).

And, There Was Hope Again . . .

2008-09-29T21:19:00.004-04:00

When I arrived in NYC six months ago, I was filled with anticipation, hope, and optimism. And, slowly, month by month, I've seen my emotions go from one extreme to another. The job that I once was so excited to begin just hasn't met my expectations and I've seen myself questioning the choice to leave my life in Cali more each day. Just when I thought it was all lost, I was filled with a new sense of hope today!

I've been offered a tremendous new opportunity to lead Nickelodeon's international efforts worldwide. I'm confident that this new position will be one that will be personally rewarding and provide me the intellectual challenge that I've been missing for several months now. And, this position will mean new perks, the chance to travel abroad, and not to mention more $$! I couldn't be duckier!