Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Cougs Come To The City

When we heard BYU made it to the Final Four of the NIT Tournament and 
would play at Madison Square Garden, it was a no brainer. 
We had to see our alma mater play in the world's most famous arena. 
Scott took a break from work, we grabbed a bite to eat, and were on our way. 
We played Baylor and it was close for most of the game. 
But we lost in the end and the cougs, once again, broke Scott Maddux's heart. 
I don't get fully invested because they have a way of doing that to you. 
And despite thoroughly enjoying and getting the most out of my college experience, 
I still have a hard time saying I bleed blue. 
Nevertheless, I did sing "Rise and Shout the Cougars are out" the remainder of the night because it was stuck in my head. 

The cougs came crawling out for this game. 
We saw so many friends from school and church. 
Even Cecil himself made the trip to the big apple. 
Oh, and some of the missionaries too. 
We joked that the game had better attendance than Stake Conference. 
Speaking of friends -- 
meet Amanda Egan. 
One of my dear and first friends here in the city. 
I'll never forget her kindness on my first Sunday at church. 
I had the first Sunday jitters going to a new ward with my new husband. 
But she introduced herself, sat by me in Relief Society, and invited me to activities. 
I knew I'd love her right when I found out she was born and raised in Mississippi. 
She is good people. 
I adore her little Emma Perry and we just love their family. 
The world needs more Amanda Egans. 

In a way, I felt like my past and present worlds were colliding. 
It seems like just yesterday we were a part of Jimmermania during our senior year. 
I can't believe it's been two years since we've graduated college. 
BYU will forever hold a special place in our hearts --
it is where I stalked Scott Maddux after all. 


Little Moments - March

We met Scott's cousin and his beautiful wife at one of our favorite spots for brunch
 while they were in town -- The Dutch in SoHo.
Those honey butter biscuits make me weak in the knees. 
The many faces of Southwestern Connecticut during the month of March.
This particular day it was pouring. 
Live shots in the rain -- was the name of the game. 

We did a story from the beaches of Fairfield on the
Superstorm Sandy relief that's still going on. 
So many people continue to suffer from hurricane damage six months later. 
It absolutely breaks my heart. 
I had the pleasure of meeting some optimistic residents in this neighborhood. 
I love my job. 

These pictures were taken on another day at work while doing a story in Milford. 
It was such a small town winter wonderland that day. 
I so enjoy seeing more of New England while reporting. 

These are our new line posters
They outline the public transit systems. 
For New York, the subways. And for London, the tube. 
I first discovered the small business while at a Central Park Christmas market. 
I think it would be fun to collect a poster for each city we live in. 
But heaven help us, I have no handy man on my hands.
Two hours and twelve holes in the wall later, this is what we got. 
I'll take it. 

A Monday night date at Molly's Cupcakes in West Village with my dear friend Miriam. 
Some of the best I have had in the city. 
I got the Funfetti Cake Batter Cupcake and it was divine. 
This was taken after intense games of boys vs. girls Catch Phrase.
(Stripes are in...)
Our dear friends hosted a game night and it was an absolute blast. 
Despite our inappropriate guesses and competitive nature, 
I hope we'll be invited back next time. 
I'm still banking on a rematch. 
We have so enjoyed our ward and getting to know everyone. 
I love all of these girls so incredibly much. 
We feel blessed to be surrounded by amazing people who are in the same stage of life.
I took the Path train and ventured to Jersey City to hit up Target one day. 
I sent Scott this picture and we both were in awe of seeing a parking lot. 
Something about perusing those aisles is soothing to the soul. 
A Scott Maddux Sunday Specialty: Green Drank and Panini. 
My husband makes sure I eat my veggies. 
This is a go-to lunch in our house. 

See you next month!

Monday, April 29, 2013

Girls' Trip 2k13

March was full of visitors and I had been looking forward to it for months. 
After four fabulous days with the Figueroa's (more on that to come),
my mom and our dear friends, Carolyn and Carli Shockey, came to visit!
You may remember these incredible people from THIS post. 
I was beyond thrilled for this Girls' Trip. 
They took the red eye to JFK and got to our building just as Josh and Katelin were leaving!
We all went to bed for a few more hours. 
And when I say bed, I mean a couch and air mattress for our visitors. 
 We barely made it in time for brunch at Norma's.
One of the best meals in the city, I'm convinced. 
They even bring you smoothie shots of their flavor of the day. So fresh, so good. 

 We went on a carriage ride through Central Park and it was hilarious. 
In broken English, our carriage driver told us unique facts about CP landmarks. 
It was quite the ride. 
I loved it. 
And I think the contrast of a horse and taxi sharing the road is just too much. 
These two are a party. 
I don't think I'll ever understand this statue in the Time Warner Center
We shopped and walked through the Upper West Side for a few hours. 

 Naturally, a stop at Levain Bakery was a must for these cookie monsters. 
That place and Sweet Mendi Sue are a match made in cookie heaven. 
 We made our way through Central Park sans horse and buggy this time. 
We arrived at the MET just before sunset. 
A picture on the Gossip Girl steps was Carli girl's number one request. 
She was beside herself. 
Love that girl, she truly is the little sister I never had. 

We walked through the Upper East Side and caught the 4 train downtown 
to grab Potbelly's soup for dinner and head home. 
And that's when it hit me. 
Like a load of bricks. 
The body aches. The chills. The fever. 
I felt awful. Horrible, in fact. 
We went to bed and I hoped I could shake it with some sleep. 
But, sadly, nothing was shaking this. 
I slept in while the girls woke up early, sat in line, 
and got tickets to LIVE with Kelly & Michael. 
We tried getting them last fall when my mom and Carolyn were here, but failed. 
So, I was thrilled it worked out for them this time.

I took two naps that day and don't remember ever feeling that sick. 
My mom and I went to urgent care and after one uncomfortable nasal test they determined I had influenza B. 
B as in Booooooooooo.  
They gave me some Tamiflu and sent me on my merry way. 
I was so sad and disappointed that I had to go and get sick
 during the trip we had so looked forward to. 
To make matters worse, I'm not the best patient. 
And this may sound dramatic, but there were a few "just take me now" moments. 
Seriously, I wouldn't wish that sickness on my worst enemy. 
My mom is the best and took care of me -- homemade chicken noodle soup and all. 
 I felt horrible that they spent their spring break with my sick self. 
Thankfully, they learned the subway quickly and still had fun. 
They explored Midtown, Times Square, and the Financial District to name a few. 
 But what really hurt was when they went to Sarabeth's for brunch 
Which they loved by the way, and I'm dying to see. 

I finally saw the light of day and left our apartment on their last day here. 
We had one final brunch at Ivy's Bistro and it was delicious. 
Then it was time to say our goodbyes. 
I was still so sad that I spoiled our trip. 
But so very grateful that my mom was here to take care of me. 
Because who doesn't want their mom when they start to blow chunks?
Sorry, too graphic?!

Bottom line: they need to come back so we can do this Girls' Trip 2k13 right. 
 My girls. 
As evidenced by this picture, these people saw me at my worst that week. 
And loved me through it all. 
Now, let's rewind and do it all again.
Minus the Afrin, Puffs, and cough syrup pleaseeeeee. 
Okay, this pity party is over now. 

Easter Weekend

 March was still cold but our studio was signaling spring.
Easter weekend was one to remember. 
The sun was shining and Scott didn't have to spend one hour in the office.
So, we decided to make the most of our time together. 
 We have a list of things we want to do and see while we live here 
and every week we try and check something off. 
The day before Easter we covered a lot of ground -- after 1:00 PM that is. 
Because Saturdays were made for sleeping in -- at least in the Maddux home. 
It was a compromising kind of day. 
Macy's Flower Show for Kylee. 
And ice skating at Rockefeller Plaza for all. 
First up -- we went to the Jacob Javits Center for the auto show. 
It was my first time to this building and quite frankly, I'd never noticed it before. 
I felt like an idiot, because it's huge, and like how can you miss a building that looks this cool?
Oh, and the cars were pretty neat too, I guess. 

 Thankfully, they had a Pinkberry station,
which got me through the rows of cars I didn't care about.
(AKA all of them).
Meanwhile, Scott was sitting in drivers' seats and dreaming of the day -- dream on, buddy.

 We walked across 34th Street with the sun shining down on our faces. 
I almost cried tears of joy because it felt so good. 
Sun, don't be a stranger. 
I need you. 
Next up, the annual Macy's Flower Show

 The wait wasn't long at all and it only takes about 15-20 minutes to move through the line and see the whole thing. 
The theme this year was "The Painted Garden" with an Asian and Indian influence. 
The flowers were gorgeous and it made me feel even more like spring was here to stay. 
 We had dinner at The Counter in Times Square. 
It's a custom built burger chain.
They are all over California, so Scott had been there before.  
I'd had not and am usually against eating in or near Times Square
 because of all the "tourist" restaurants.
But, I was pleasantly surprised. 
We came at the right time, didn't have to wait, and the burgers were delicious. 
It would be a great place to grab a bite before a Broadway.  
 Then, Scott Maddux made my dreams come true and took me skating at Rockefeller Center. 
I'd spent time interning at 30 Rock three years ago, 
and it's one of those places in the city where I have dear, wonderful memories.
Midtown is crazy during the holidays. 
So we figured it would be better and warmer to ice skate closer to springtime. 
I had awaited this night for some time.

 We weren't freezing and thankfully, it wasn't too crowded. 
We had an hour and a half to skate and take in all the scenery. 
We made fools of ourselves on the ice and then took a few breaks to rest our feet. 
We sang and danced to Carly Rae Jepsen's "Call Me Maybe" and 
One Direction's "What Makes You Beautiful", to name a few. 
It was a magical New York night -- one I won't forget. 

 Easter Sunday was beautiful and relaxing. 
We enjoyed church in the morning and Sunday naps in the afternoon. 
We ate way too many Cadbury eggs and Starburst jelly beans. 
Our baskets and celebrations were simple -- just how we like them. 
It was a weekend to remember with my main squeeze. 

(Oh and take note that I wore the same shirt on both Saturday and Sunday. 
I'm every fashion blogger's worst nightmare. 
Luckily, I think I showered?
Sue me.)

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