a new + living way

3 . April . 2010

that good friday service was
something. else.

thanks to the pastors, to tom,
to mindy, to the string quartet.

call to worship from hebrews 10:

therefore since we have confidence to enter the
Most Holy Place by the blood of Jesus,
by a new + living way opened for us
through his death, and since we have
a great priest over the house of God,
let us draw near to God
with a sincere heart in
full assurance of faith.

after he had offered for all time one sacrifice for sins,
he sat down at the right hand of God.
let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess,
and let us consider how we may spur one another
on toward love and good deeds,
for he who promised is faithful.

the new birth portrait series,
a must-see.

and after completely spoiling me all day long,
(think: mani/pedis with fg girls
followed by lunch @ fwy cafe
followed by balloons + cupcakes
from cory + caroline + betsy)
the perfect end to my birthday
was the circle of friends
who came over after the service
to chat + laugh +
savor lisa’s blueberry sauce.

jason, 2 lisa’s, craig, erin, ryan,
scott, michael, sara, nick.

and after we hugged farewells
just before midnight,
i somehow convinced lisa + cory
to play one round of settlers
just to cap off a perfect day.

i lost miserably.

6 pts was all i could muster.
a mess, really.

(5’s were not rolling
and 11’s were.)


good morning, tribeca

3 . April . 2010

triple-gold-stars to cory
for the loveliest of
birthday eve’s.

we met in tribeca for a
neighborhood stroll,
dinner, drinks, a few shoppes
and coffee,
before retiring to a
mod little boutique hotel
on duane street
followed by a sunny breakfast
and reminiscing over 19 birthdays
we’ve celebrated together.

(remember our 18th bday bash, meg?
with that cute new baseball player
from north i had just started dating?
so glad that worked out.
for the long run.)

thanks, love.

w bway + duane,
it was as if they knew
it was my bday.

top o’ the morning @ le pain

three cheers for meg
who had a pajama party
with the girls so we
could enjoy ourselves;
t.h.a.n.k. y.o.u.