Entries Tagged as 'colin'

Uncle Steve’s Party

December 30th, 2003 · 7 Comments


My dad’s side of the family has it’s roots in the deep south. My uncle very much celebrates this fact and you see it with the decorations in his house. Here are some of the more eccentric – mounted alligator heads. Freaky. Steve threw this holiday party as an excuse (like he needs one!) to cook up a huge slab of prime rib. Cooking is one of his passions and he never disappoints. The party was also for my Aunt Elissa, who was in from Florida, and my cousin Jason who was visiting from Virginia.


My dad is the oldest of eight kids so I have cousins galore (my mom is also one of eight kids). Several of them, including my brother, had babies this year. These are my cousin, Anna’s, twins Colin & Keegan.


Dad.


Mom.


Amber and Colin.


My brother, Richard.


My cousin, Kacey, and Colin.


Aunt Deb with my cousins Amanda and Bethany.


Uncle Doug and Dad.


Cousin Sabrina


Cousin Bill with Colin & Keegan.


Bob.


Cousin Dawn and Cousin Bill.


My niece, Jessica, playing with my brother’s camera. A future photographer?


My cousin Stephanie’s baby, Logan. He’s just a few weeks older than my niece, Jessica.


My niece, Stephanie, feeding Colin.


My niece, Stephanie.


Stephanie feeding her baby sister, Jessica, with the help of my mom.

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Friends Made My Birthday Happy

September 9th, 2002 · Comments Off


Flowers that my parents sent me for my birthday.


Eric & me.


Colin, the trend setter.


Back: Mark M., Eric, Jessica, Rachelle, Ted, Mark S., Wendy, Julie. Front: Colin, Dennis.


We always look so cute! Jessica, Julie, Rachelle.


Ted can die a happy man now. His big goal has been to be on my site.


Mark and Me.


The alcohol is kicking in. Me, Mark, Wendy.


Somebody (Ted) said there is a rule that you have to drink a shot of tequila for every ten years. That’s a double shot for me and a single for Colin (she was being a good sport and doing the shot with me). This is the countdown to consumption.


Quick, the lime!


We did it! We’re tough broads!


Adrian’s birthday was the same night we were celebrating mine.


Adrian and Scott are Federal Agents in town from Colorado to protect us on the 9/11 anniversary.


Adrian, Colin, Scott.


Eric is SHOCKING! Both of us are natives of Wisconsin so we sang On Wisconsin and our High School fight songs for the entire bar.


I think it’s obvious from this photo that I had a great time. Thanks to everyone who made my birthday weekend a blast!

Last Friday night we celebrated my birthday at Spring Lounge.

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One more photo from last night that I like.

August 29th, 2002 · No Comments

Chuck's Going Away Party
Jess, Rachelle, Lisa, Colin, Wendy, Michelle, Mark. Screening Room, Tribeca, Manhattan

The perspective and the colors are groov-ay.

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Chuck’s Going Away Happy Hour

August 29th, 2002 · Comments Off

Chuck's Going Away Party
Back: Lisa, Mark, Wendy, Thea, Dave, Colin, Maureen, Chuck, Danielle, Jeannie, Michelle. Front: Nate, Rachelle, Dennis. Screening Room, Tribeca, Manhattan

Last night we gathered to bid Chuck farewell and good luck. This is his last week at work and he will be joining the USA Network on Tuesday. Chuck sits across the hall from me and I’ll truly miss our daily banter.

Chuck's Going Away Party
Thea, Colin, Maureen, Danielle, Jeannie, and Chuck. Screening Room, Tribeca, Manhattan

US Open
US Open, Arthur Ashe Stadium, Flushing, Queens

Then, last minute, I got tickets to go to the U.S. Open with Chuck and his wife Tiffany and one of Chuck’s friends. It was surreal. The stadium too bright and clean, the fans too polite, the announcer too English. Who would imagine taking an elevator in a stadium up to their seats? When the match was delayed because it started sprinkling, there was a team of men all dressed the same who came out with little white hand towels and blotted the court. Eventually, the game was called off because of the light mist/sprinkling that was occurring. Pansies.

Afterwards, we went to Jackson Heights, which should be called Little India, and ate some really gnarly Indian food.

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