Look at all the fun I've been having!

Holy moly, I'm running outta gas! I seriously want nothing more than to just S T O P. Stay at home and do nothing. Absolutely nothing. BUT, I have been having fun, and it really means the world to me to be taking advantage of all the free time that I've seriously never had. I try and remind myself of that when I feel like I'm too burnt out to move from our bed. I keep telling myself that when I get back into the real world of working my butt off 24/7 (again), I'm not going to be able to enjoy all the things that we've been doing this past year during our breaks from school. It's funny because with both breaks so far we've had a hard time deciding whether to take advantage of the time by traveling and seeing our loved ones, or catching up on sleep lost during the semester - such tough decisions! ;) But we've never been in this predicament before; we never had the option - it's always been work, work, work, see family or have fun when we're off, work again. We just wanna carpe diem right now, you know? I'm just an old geezer who wants to take full advantage of this golden opportunity, but I get worn out SUPER fast. 
Here's some highlights, in photo form of course, of what I've been up to. First off, we've been up and at 'em since 22 December (the day we went to Texas). We got home from Texas on a Thursday evening, and early the next afternoon I was picking up my friend Marla and her boyfriend Gene from Newark airport.

New Years Eve @ Point Break bar (cool spot). Here we are taking a shotski. 

Our 4th New Years Eve together 

 I love my friend. She and I have a bond that includes a passion for old movies and songs. It's so funny how one of us can quote something so random and unimportant from a dialogue and the other knows exactly where it came from. I can't explain it, but we're on the same page. 

And here's the extremely low key outfit I wore on NYE in NY. I clearly wanted to be as comfortable as possible. Oh, and don't mind the trash can. 

Beanie & top: H&M

Scarf, flats, Tights (under pants for warmth - thanks for the idea, Khalilah!): Target

Jeggings: PacSun, a million years ago

Coat: White House Black Market (gifted from my lovely pal, Kenyon)

Marla and Gene left on a Wednesday afternoon. That evening Mikey and I went to see our dear friends, Bob, Elyssa and their new baby, Jagger. This is the sweet, and yet super cool, family that owns the raddest bar in Jersey, Clash Bar (in Clifton). We played with Jagger, ate peanuts and watched Ghost Hunters till 1 a.m.! 

The very next afternoon one of our best friends, Jamel Purdie, drove into Jersey to spend the night with us. Seriously, Purdie (I call him by his last name - it happens in the military) is one of thee sweetest and best guys in the world; Mikey and I adore him. Purdie and I worked in the same squadron in Vegas, and to this day I miss seeing his face at work and giving him a hug to start out the day. He's a great soul. And he's single, ladies. Just throwin' that out there. ;) (He'd be like, "really, Veronika?", if he saw this.)

the boys trying to look tough

Purdie left on Friday afternoon and that same night I had a birthday party/club night to get ready for! My girlfriend, Ashley, rented a pink stretch limo to take us to an apparently legendary club, called El Morocco, in New York. In short, it was a wild and crazy night with the drinking having been really done in the limo on the ride there! If I could go back in time, I wouldn't have made us take that last shot. I just was in that mode where you're too excited and you feel like the first two shots and drinks weren't kicking in yet.

Dress: Trollied Dolly via Ruche

Glitter shoes: ModCloth

this limo was ridic'!

me & T-Boz ;) haha

back at Ashley's house...

It goes without saying that my little butt drank more than I could handle that night, and I payed for it the next day. Luckily the hangover was gone before 7 p.m., because we had dinner reservations with my father-in-law and his lovely girlfriend, Marilyn, at my favorite restaurant in the world, Il Cantinori in NYC. Oh, and I finally got to take out the super shiny and pretty 1960's vintage dress I wanted to wear on New Years Eve. 

Vintage dress: gifted from Johnny of Speakeasy Vintage

Bag: gifted from Mommy!

Shoes: Kenneth Cole

Jared earrings & necklace (black & white diamonds): 2009 Christmas gift from Mikey

So, that right there was Saturday night. Sunday afternoon we drove to Atlantic City to visit with one of Mikey's old friends, Bucco, whom I'd never met before. We went over to Bucco's place of work, the Borgata Hotel & Casino, walked around, and put a couple dollars on the roulette table. I was super excited (and a bit envious) when Bucco, who has never gambled a penny, won $560 on his first sit down. I mom-talked him into cashing out right there and going home. LOL It was a fun, quick trip to AC, I still want to really see it, and it was nice to finally meet the guy behind the voice on Mikey's video game headset. :)

Me and the beer I nursed for about 4 whole hours

Cardigan: Anthropologie

Jeans: American Eagle

Shoes: Swedish Hasbeens loafers

Bag: Melie Bianco

We drove back today and have taken it easy breezy. Thank God! We took Isaac and Lissi out for yummy, fattening food at Five Guys Burgers & Fries, to thank them for keeping an eye on our pets. They'd never had it before. I cannot, I repeat, cannot, imagine my life without the deliciousness of Five Guys' cheeseburgers. 

And here's "what I wore" today.

I wore a little floral belt that had the mustard and pink hues to support the tights & shoes

Not sure why I stood on the chair. 

Dress: Etsy

Tights: ModCloth

Belt: Ruche

Shoes: Swedish Hasbeens loafers

Did I or did I not tell you that these pink clogs are my new favorite shoes? Because they really are. Obviously I'm wearing them with just about everything, not really caring if they work or not. In my little world they t-t-totally work! :)

I hope y'all have had an amazing January thus far. I hope to sleep in super late today and catch up on some reading (books and blogs alike). 

Love & bear hugs,

Roni