Baccarat Pajamas
I am in a very bad mood today.
Weekend was good, we had a work event on Friday but I got home fairly early and promptly passed out on S. Woke up around 5am, mascara and wristwatch still on, got washed up, but then realized I was really awake. Considered going for a swim but the gym doesn’t open until 8 on the weekends. Then I looked out the window and the morning light was so bright and lovely…I thought a run along the Hudson River would be nice. Then I launched into this whole elaborate fantasy where the run was a first step toward a new healthy lifestyle of waking up with the sun, exercising outside and getting fresh air, and going to bed at a reasonable hour.
But my ipod was out of juice so I took that to be a sign and went back to bed until well after noon. Typical! Around noon S got up and decided all of my clothes needed to be washed because I am a complete dirtbag and never do laundry. I helped with the laundry effort by opening a bottle of champagne and lounging in bed. S finished the laundry and constructed an impromptu clothesline in the bedroom to hang everything. So then we drank champagne in bed, surrounded by masses of hanging damp clothing. I was reading a book about Hemingway and his first wife and there were a bunch of sections about their time in Antibes and Juan les Pins which conjured up memories of all that beautiful water just a few weeks ago. We cuddled up and read until it was time to grab dinner.
We went to a local sushi fusion-ish spot and had wine, edamame, spring rolls, tons of sushi rolls and then these awesome sorbets in the hollowed out shells of the fruit – coconut and mango. Yuuum. Then we walked around, got 16 Handles (again) and walked around some more. Then we popped into a local bar, grabbed a booth, and drank a surprising number of Miller High Life beers while chatting and waiting for our songs to come on the jukebox. Classy. Slept most of Sunday away, worked from home Monday, ate cookie dough straight from the tube, went to bootcamp this morning and was happy to learn that my body has finally mastered squats and lunges. I still took a nap before showering and heading to work which got my morning off to a late and grumpy start.
I am feeling restless and kind of crazy lately. Things I am thinking about:
– Whether to register for summer French classes.
– Joining a synchronized swim team. Doesn’t it look cool??? I want one of those old-timey flowery bathing caps
– Whether to re-up for bootcamp for July
– Buying a condo in Williamsburg (probable sign of the apocalypse)
Things I am trying not to think about:
– Wind, weather, tides, lack of preparation, etc.
Origin of Entry Title (since it doesn’t seem to be easily google-able):
– Florence Gould, the athlete/socialite wife of railroad heir Frank Jay Gould, lived on the French Riviera and was famous for her epic parties, waterskiing, and love of gambling. She gave up her opera career to move to France with her husband where she built hotels and casinos, became a patron of the arts, and held lively salons with artists and writers. She started a trend of donning pajamas as daywear, hers with extra-large pockets to hold her baccarat winnings, called "baccarat pajamas." I smiled when I read the phrase because it conjures a feeling of luxury, and luck!
Apart from the bad mood this is one of the best entries I’ve read for ages. What is it that you are (not) preparing for?? CD xx
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I don’t do laundry either. 🙂 When I lived alone, I used to wait until I ran out of literally everything and then have about 15 loads to do. Now J does it every time the hamper is at 75% and I just love it. It’s my job to fold (though I occasionally slack off) 🙂 You do sound a bit restless. I think the synchronized swimming sounds awesomely retro and fun. 🙂 Was in Williamsburgon Sunday morning and really liked it. It was so green and so charming, and everyone had such cute dogs. 🙂
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RYN – The yard/garden is big but the pool is only small. But it’s lovely for a float after work. The Thames hasn’t even made it into the 60s yet! CD xxx
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Williamsburg! Too hipster. 😉
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Williamsburg?!?!? WHY? I shudder at the thought. Unless you just want an investment and don’t actually plan to live there.
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they recently opened a 16 candles in carroll gardens. every time i go in there i feel as if i’ve been transported to some hellish new jersey mall, yet i cannot stop going! ! i like the fact that i can smother my froyo with as much fruit as my heart desires. don’t buy a condo in williamsburgh. do you honestly want the L train to be your only subway option?
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Summer French classes, definitely. I say you get a cool old-timey flowery bathing caps with or without the synchoronized swim team!
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I love the idea of baccarat pajamas! So glam and eccentic at the same time.
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I have to say — I love Miller High Life, mostly because it is the champagne of beers (and I love champagne) which leads me to my next comment, champagne in bed?! GENIUS. You are a woman after my own heart.
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Sorry you are in a bad mood, love.
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Have you read “Everybody was so young”? It’s about Sara and Gerald Murphy, who are credited with turning the French Rivera into a vacationing spot.
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I laughed and sighed when I read the bit about you opening champagne in bed and reading a book surrounded by damp washing – I want a Saturday like that.
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Would you keep the place you have now if you moved to Williamsburg? I feel like most hipsters are priced out of Williamsburg now and have moved to Bushwick/Flatbush, etc. Or at least that’s what I gather from my Brooklyn friends. So maybe it’s not annoying as it used to be?
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If you buy a condo in Wmsburg I will kill you.
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*points up* I HAD to laugh at the note above, even though I have no idea why she/he said that! By the way, I think you should win the OpenDiary award for the Best Entry Titles ever. Seriously. Also, I definitely think you should join synchronized swimming. Not everybody has a face that looks cute in a swimcap! (Yes, great argument I know but NONETHELESS true!)
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I loved this entry. Will henceforth think of you in baccarat pjyamas, champagne in one pocket and a flowery swimming cap in the other! Vx
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But I’m sorry you’re in a bad mood and feeling unprepared. Sometimes I have to leave something to the last possible minute, or until I am in such a state it’s a much bigger challenge than it would have been otherwise, in order to get motivated.
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I love that you drank champagne in bed.
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do the synchro swimming!!!! and: I freaking love hat an out of action ipod led to drinking champagne in bed. BRILLIANT!
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Wow. Sounds like the poor gal had a terribly hard life. ;o) ~jo
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Champagne makes everything better! Even weirdo laundry scenarios.
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i used to take naps after early morning workouts too but then i added supplements and didn’t need naps and had so much energy in workouts. they were natural ones. beverly international 7 keto and lean out. they helped a lot.
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I think your body is still feeling jet-lag from your trip…maybe the weekend provided you with exactly what you needed…
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ryn: Haha, I know, it’s my bathroom at work. When I came here for my interview I had to go to the washroom first (it’s a 1.5 hour drive from home) and I was in there busting a gut laughing at the fact that when you sit on the toilet the first thing you see is a “Relax” decal on the mirror. Ha! ~jo
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Okay, you HAVE to do synchro! It is the most fun ever, of all time, without a doubt. I love it so freaking hard and highly recommend. I did it in high school and miss it all the damn time, but I get my fix during the Olympics. 🙂
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You’re awesome.
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LOL I am kind of a dirtbag and don’t often do laundry, either. Drinking champagne in bed is MUCH more my style. 🙂 And I’m DYING to know how you mastered squats and lunges. My body still fights me every step of the way on those. And keeping my abs braced during?? Forget it!
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