i had just about the most perfect weekend. after spending most of my weekends working, it was nice to really shut off and have a "normal" relaxing weekend. adam & i spent saturday in central park, hiking through the snow, checking out the incredible amounts of snowmen, and sharing veggie burgers, fries, and veggie chili fireside at the boathouse cafe. it felt like were are a ski resort. it was perfect...so perfect we couldn't stop talking about it. and then on sunday i met up with 3 of my closest friends from college for brunch, which has now become a monthly tradition. it feels good to be back in nyc- although i am very much missing some of our closest friends back in LA... especially since i just missed a birthday party for a very special 2 year old on sunday. i am a little heartbroken about that.
why does LA have to be so far away?
why does LA have to be so far away?










