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The Breaking News Concept

I’m a news junkie. Always have been. In the past, if you came to my house or got in my car, you’d likely find a TV or radio station tuned to the news. Local news, national news, you name it, I was informed.

I think I got this way partially because of my dad. He’d religiously watch the evening news each night when we were growing up; still does to this day. The other side of me believes my background in Public Relations played a large role too. Always being “in the know” for trends and current events, tracking coverage, and pitching reporters makes you interested in everything that is going on the world, whether it’s close to home or half way around the globe.

Recently though, I’ve started to hate the news. Every time I turn on the TV, there’s “breaking news.” When I would see that bright red rectangular box come across my screen, there was typically urgent, informative news to tune in to. Not anymore. These days, “breaking news” is two inches of snow in Northern New Jersey; or childish jabs from political candidates. Long gone are the days of real breaking news, like what happened in Brussels in this week.

When I turned on my TV Tuesday morning, I saw tons of “breaking news.” I assumed it was just something silly again that CNN or MSNBC deemed “breaking” just for ratings or to grab attention. Probably something about Trump and the violence at his rallies or Hulk Hogan’s sex tape scandal. Sadly, this really was breaking news and I was tuned in, just like I used to be; glued to the television, with news on in the background as I made lunch, cleaned the house and drove in the car.

I am so disappointed that networks try and grab our attention with these breaking news scrolls about celebrity couples breaking up or that there is rain in the forecast. What happened to the news that actually drew people to the channel? I don’t want bad things happening in our world, which is typically when your regularly scheduled programming is interrupted, but I think it’s time we take a closer look at what is really considered “breaking” the days to get people to trust our news sources once again.

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Vacation Blues

We took our first vacation of the summer last week and it was amazing! We headed to the shore in true Jersey fashion. Our family rented a huge house just steps from the beach and the weather couldn’t have been better (even with my  OCD about the forecast). Now, we’re home.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my home, especially my bed, but I was really sad to end our wonderful trip. Normally, I kind of get to that point where coming home is inevitable and I (try to) look forward to heading back. Even when I’m on a fabulous, international vacation, I seem to convince myself I’m ready. Not this time.

I don’t know what it was about this trip that made coming home so sad. Maybe it was seven beautiful days of playing on the beach; or perhaps the revolving door of family members who came to visit. Or was it that E was off for an entire week!  It could have been the gorgeous weather, the meals, the down time, the private time, the excursions, or maybe it was the view and sounds of the ocean just steps from our door. And it certainly could have been that my daughter probably was having the best time of out of all of us – loving the water, playing in the sand and obsessing over her grandparents.  It was likely all of these things, and a handful of others.

And now we’re home.  It doesn’t compare, at least not yet, to being on the beach every day or having four other people gladly offer to watch your toddler so you can take an uninterrupted shower or have dinner with your husband. E is back at work and I’m paying billings, doing laundry and cleaning up three meals a day from the highchair that somehow always end up on the floor (man do I hate that).

I know I shouldn’t be glum, things could be worse. I probably sound so spoiled. I was lucky enough to even have a vacation like this with my family in a beautiful area where I had such a fun time. I guess when you have a toddler that you stay home with and then go on this fabulous trip with so many people you love to be with, it gets a little sad to get back to the daily grind. Here’s to next year (if not sooner!)!

 

Ode to Fall

I have been waiting for today all week. Knowing fall weather was about to hit, I was giddy with excitement. My boots came out from the box and I had an extra spring in my step.

Unlike many of those I know, I cringe when August comes around, as the heat and humidity have already been enough for one season. While I love sitting on a beach all day, the crisp fall air and smell of spice really brings a smile to my face. I adore fall.

Jamming in the car on my way to work, the return of fall, even if only for a day, reminded me of that first day of school, where you put on your new outfit and start the year off with a clean slate. While clean slates are fewer and far between  as we get older, a day like today really brings me back.

Fall to me represents so many delicious things. The leaves change colors and it gets darker earlier. It means shopping for some of the best clothes and shoes that come out all year.  It’s apple and pumpkin picking. Fall brings football and parties, giving you the chance to see your friends again (all of whom have been at other parties, weddings, the shore or vaca). It’s a chance to shed your summer self and get cozy with your friends and family.

Whether you love or hate fall, breathe in the fresh air and use today as a reason to start anew.

What (Not) To Wear?!?

Help! I have no idea what to wear! The last few weeks have wreaked havoc on my wardrobe. Don’t even get me started on the shoe debacle.

The weather is seriously putting a cramp in both my styling and closet. Usually this time of year, I start putting the sweaters in a bin in the closet hidden away with the rest of my winter essentials. I live in a one-bedroom apartment in Hoboken which is lovely, but limited on space for two grown people, so I’m forced to pack away. You see, I share a closet with my husband who also has tons of clothes and most recently started appreciating my shoe addiction by starting one of his own, leaving me with even less (of our already limited) space.

Needless to say, I have been unable to store what I normally do this time of year because the climate is having a serious identity crisis. Today I am in suede boots, yet last week, I was wearing the summer dresses and sandals. And it’s not just me! At work, some people are in sweaters, while others are sporting espadrille wedges. Something seriously needs to give.

Who wouldn’t be confused? What do you wear when it’s 50 degrees in the morning, but hits 75 in the mid- to late afternoon and rains every day? I feel like I need separate outfits and accessories  before leaving the house and an entirely new shoe regimen.

So my dear Mother Nature, I kindly ask that you move forward to the warm weather (and less rain just because I miss the sun) so I can utilize what little space I have and dress without such utter confusion!

City Mouse vs. Country Mouse

It’s been a beautiful weekend. It’s one of those weekends that reminds me of why I love living in Hoboken. I have the ability to do so many things in this little square mile of a town and the sun beating down on me makes everything just that much better.

I’m a city girl. I think I became that way because I grew up on a mountain where you had to drive everywhere. I endured snowstorms and bad weather which held me captive in my home for days, because, and rightfully so, my parents did not want to drive in torturous weather, nor could they. There were only chain restaurants to eat at and they were all at least 20+ minutes away. There weren’t many places to hang out as a kid and not much to explore, unless you really liked nature or had a license.

I finally landed a job after college and commuted to the city from my mountainous home which was hell. I couldn’t wait to move, just for the pure joy of a normal commute. I came to Hoboken in February 2002 and have never looked back.

I love that I can walk to eclectic restaurants and discover new food. And if I decide to drink too much, I can walk or take a cab home for $5. I can hop into the city in 15 minutes or less. I can do my food shopping across the street and if I forget something, I can run right back out and pick it up. Just this week, I had an interview in the city, came back, went for a run along the Hudson River, popped into the bar my girlfriends were hanging out at, grabbed a water to quench my thirst and got back home just in time to enjoy the nice weather with my man. What more could a girl want?

My husband on the other hand, he’s kind of a country guy. He’s been in Hoboken longer than I have, but when he came out of work on Friday, he complained about the city smog, longed to grill a steak in the backyard we don’t have and swing in his hammock connected to our non-existent trees. He wants a home, more space, a driveway. I understand and want some of those things too, but I don’t know that I am ready to give up some of my favorite things just yet. This weather certainly doesn’t help his case.

I know we’ll find our dream home when the time is right and I finally land a full-time gig. I will likely have a less-than-desirable commute again and the grocery store won’t be as convenient when I forget the lentils for the lentil soup. So until then, I will savor in all of Hoboken’s delights until my country mouse takes me out of the city. As long as I’m with him though, I know I’ll be OK!