Bridge & Tunnel: The Adventures of Two Single and Fabulous Best Friends

The Sun Has Gone To Bed And So Must We...

Hello Everyone!

Today is somewhat of a sad day over here at Bridge and Tunnel, because we have some sad news for you!

Queens and Jersey had a talk last night about the blog. Queens is really consumed with work, and finds it hard to find time to write. Jersey is struggling with the "Single" label that this blog professes. Ultimately, although they both LOVE this blog, they have decided that it's best to lay it to rest.

However, that doesn't meant that you can't still get your daily dose of our thoughts! Jersey has started up a new blog, aptly titled Pork Roll, Egg, and Cheese. It would be super fabitty fab if you bookmarked that site for future reading! And, Queens has promised to be a guest writer from time to time!

We want to thank everyone who has read our blog, commented, and found our crazy lives somewhat interesting.

We hope to see you over at Pork Roll, and happy Blogging!

Love Always,

Queens and Jersey

What This Jersey Girl Is Thankful For

Happy Thanksgiving, Readers! Since I won't have access to a computer tomorrow (which has also cut down on my posting) I thought that I'd do my Thanksgiving post today. So, without further ado, my list of things I'm thankful for:

1. My Friends and Family (especially Achoo, because he is the Lurve of my Life)
2. Jersey and her fuzzy face (even though she's snuggling with grandma more than me)
3. Uggs
4. Achoo's sweatshirts
5. Peanut butter M&M's
6. Grey's Anatomy
7. Glee!
8. My new job
9. Apple Pie
10. Farmville (a-dict-ted)
11. The color pink
12. The Letter J
    
13. Sesame Street, apparently
14. Cosmo's
15. Blogs
16. Our readers
17. Hibiscus flowers
18. Being a Jersey Girl
19. The beach
20. My bed

There are many others, but I'll cap the list for this year at 20. So, dear readers, what are you thankful for this year?

Happy Holiday! Enjoy your food coma!

Is It Wrong For Women To Snore?

Ok, so I've written in the past about my issues with pooping and farting, but a new dilema popped up on Friday night:

I snored. All night long apparently. Achoo said it wasn't bad or loud enough to keep him from sleeping, but it was noticable. I've been warning him since we first had a "sleep over" that it might happen, and I ask every morning that we wake up if I did the night before. But Friday night was the first night that I actually did.

In my defense, I have 42DD boobs that sit on my chest every night weighing it down, and my dad snores like it's going out of style, so I probably inherited a genetic predisposition to it, but I get seriously freaked out when I do because it's just so unlady-like!!!

He didn't seem to mind, and so I shouldn't really worry. And, once in four months isn't a bad ratio (although I'm pretty sure it has something to do with the air being drier, I'll have to invest in a humidifier), but still! Men snore! Women don't snore! 

Be honest ladies, do you? Help a sister out by letting me know that I'm not the only one shaking the rafters with my breathing!

P.S.- In college, Queens, who is super sensitive to snoring, used to throw pillows at me in the middle of the night in our dorm room when I snored. Thank God I became an RA and got my own room because I'm pretty sure she was close to killing me in my sleep!

 

Ode To Queens: My Best Friend

Dear Queens,
My Queens,
You are the best,
You stand out above all the rest!

When I need to talk,
You listen and care,
It so comforting knowing,
You're always there!

As Achoo job hunts,
You send him posts,
That says to me,
That you care the most!

You're the best friend,
A girl ever had,
Knowing I have a friend like you,
Makes me so glad!

Please promise me that,
You'll never move far,
You have to live close enough,
SO that I can get to you by car!

In fact as I type,
I've had an idea,
Move to Jersey,
So you'll be near!
(ok that verse is a stretch, just go with it!)

So now to close,
I just want to say,
Thank you for everything,
And I love you, ok?

DoubleTrouble and Meeting Achoo

Hello all.  Hope everyone had a good weekend! Today was an interesting day.  I decided to head out to Jersey to see Jersey and Achoo.  Along the way I figured I'd stop off and meet DoubleTrouble.  Well, after sitting in an hour of traffic, I finally made it to see DoubleTrouble.  First impressions:  He is cute!  He is a little shorter than I expected but still tall enough (I know...I have a complex!)  So, I had to go buy some groceries to take to Jersey's house to make dinner so we went to the grocery store first and then just went and got a cup of coffee.  Since I had hit so much traffic I really only had a little over an hour to spend with him.  It was probably better than way...people always say that the first meeting should be short and sweet!  So, he seems like a decent guy.  We have a lot in common which is good.  I will be honest though, I really have no idea what he was thinking and I'm not sure I'm 100% sold yet either.  I'd like to see him again though and see where it goes though.  He did text me after I left to see how dinner was...so we'll see I suppose.  After the whole Buddy thing, I'm trying to just take a "whatever" attitude to the whole thing.  I'm thinking that is probably the best thing.  I don't want to rush something obviously...but I do want to be in a relationship...I'm aware of how desperate that makes me sound.  

So after meeting DT, I went out to Jersey's place for dinner and some Beatles rockband playing and also to spend some quality time with Achoo.  They are very cute together and he seems very nice.  He was very quiet so I'm hoping the next time I see him he will come out of his shell a little.  He does seem genuinely in love with her though so I of course approve.  I really hope (and I think they will) make it the long hull.  

What's For Dinner?

Because we value your opinion, dear readers, I am here today to pose a very important question to you:

Tomorrow, the Cosmos will collide, and Queens is coming over to spend some quality time (aka hours playing Rock Band) with Achoo and I. This is the first time that the two of them are really going to get a chance to hang out and spend time getting to know each other. It's a very important day.

So here's the question:

What should we make for dinner?

All suggestions are welcome! We hope to hear from you!

Mr. Saturday Night... Wedding stories and a Sunday in the Hamptons

I promised I would continue on with my weekend!!! So here we go with Saturday...

Buddy and I woke up and had some donut holes.  yum.   I got showered and dressed for the wedding I had to go to.  (Why couldn't I have met him 2 months ago and saved myself the agony of going alone?!)  Did the shoe shopping which I mentioned before.  And then we kissed and he left.  From here, I left to out to bumfuck Long Island to a wedding.  However, what I wasn't anticipating was hours of traffic getting there!! I missed the entire ceremony!!!!!  On the up and up I decided that instead of wasting the day, I'd drive to my friend's house and hang out at her pool until the reception started.  Good choice.  No one even noticed I was missing.  Besides, it was my birthday...I should be doing what I want!! right? RIGHT?!

So, left the pool party and went off to the reception.  Must say, I was the best dressed girl there (I think at least.)  (Didn't really like the brides dress...sorry!! She looked great...but I'm not a cake topper kind of girl...)  Anyways, I had bought this cobalt blue bandage style dress.  (It's a miracle dress...it stretches and squeezes all the right places!) and these blue and purple floral platform heels to go with it.  At least I looked good.  I ended up getting to the reception and find out that I'm sitting with a few old friends from college that I've been out of touch with.  Not too shabby.  Except for the fact that they had all recently gotten married!!!  The ENTIRE conversation was about weddings.  Where was your wedding? what did your dress look like? What did you give as a favor? DJ or band? etc. etc. etc. for 4 hour...etc.  Holy crap.  It's true what they say...Brides just LOVE other brides because they can all talk about being brides.  Someone shoot me.  I'm positive that I will be the same way someday and someone will write something very similar to what I'm writing now...but give me a break, please!!!!

On a good note, my friend had the most amazing wedding band! I kid you not...they played the thong song...and WELL.  They also played Single Ladies when the bride threw her bouquet which I thought was pretty cool. 

I left the wedding around 11 and drove another hour East to Ms. chic's place in East Hampton.  I totally needed a day out of the city!!!  I got there...went in...went right to bed and literally slept for 10.5 hours. 

The next day we went fishing on the boat (caught nothing!!) hung out in the hammock, (see picture below) and took a nap. (Yup those are my legs...eat it up! right...) It was perfect.  Had dinner at this new Thai place in Sag Harbor and then went to a friend's house (well, house they were renting...) and went in the hot tub. 

Monday I got up at 6 am and drove back to the city to go to work... FML.

My Friday Night.

First of all, what a wonderful weekend!!!!!  I actually got to have 2 birthday celebrations this year.  This weekend AND last weekend.  I feel very, very lucky and loved.  I'm going to break out my weekend into a few posts today because so much has been going on and no one really feels like reading my novel. 

So, Friday night was the birthday of a friend of mine as well.  Every August he has a huge party for his birthday that pretty much just turns into a weekend of everything getting drunk.  The party has toned down a bit since he moved in with his girlfriend in the East Village...but that didn't really stop him from getting hammered at the bar across the street.  Woo.  Anyways,  Buddy decided to come out on Friday night.  I had a moment of vulnerability and called him up on Thursday, told him I wanted to see him and asked if he wanted to come to my friend's party with me.  He sounded kind of hesitant, so I didn't really think he was game.  He did come out twice last weekend and it is kind of far I guess.  I didn't have high hopes.  Then he texted me the next day asking if I still wanted company.  I told him not to worry...it was a long drive at rush hour (2 hours!!!).  His words were "cologne is on, wheels are in motion, see you at 8."  How cute is that!?  Anywho...he showed up to my place with a bottle of wine for my birthday and movie we had been talking about.  It was really nice. 

So off we went to the party.  I feel a little bad about this...this crowd is not the easiest to get along with.  They tend to kind of stick to themselves and be kind of cliquey.  Either way, he held his own...was not a wall flower...talked to all the people that mattered and charmed their pants off.  Talked to Ms. Chic for a long time and they seemed to hit it off, which is great because as I have already learned, dating someone Ms. Chic does not like makes me life and our friendship uncomfortable.  Not that its a motivating factor or anything but my life is just much smoother when I don't have to juggle 2 relationships. 

So...we drank beer, went to the bar, PLAYED DARTS!!! (this is something Mr. Met and I used to do at the bar all the time and I LOVE IT.  He was super into it...yay.)  We went to Dunkin Donuts afterward to get some food and pick up some donut holes to eat in the morning. 

So the good stuff...   We did not have sex...again...  It's weird because I had a conversation with my friend about this... and he said that if a guy REALLY likes you they will wait because they don't want you to do something you don't want to do or that you will regret.  I'm not so sure about that...but whatever!  I think he is a "Does not get off on BJ" kind of guy... boo.  Either way he told me that I "make him want to do very bad things to me."  LOL.  I asked "like what?" and he refrained from answering.  If I go to his place next week I think I'm just going to jump him...I mean...you got bad things in mind? PLEASE SHOW ME.

So saturday morning we woke up...I had a wedding to go to.  He hung out...told me my dress was hot (IT WAS!!) and then I needed to go shoe shopping for shoes to match the dress so he offered to come along.  (Told me not to make a habit of it though...lol). 

I know I'm in definite like when I get Al Green stuck in my head...  My mom says I'm nuts.

Happy Birthday to Queens and Bullet-Pointed Life Updates

First and foremost, everyone MUST wish Queens a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! Yesterday, she joined me in the "Old Ladies Club" and so a new year for her begins! Love you, Babe!

And now, since it's Sunday Morning and I'm sitting here in my underwear, I will give you bullet-points. I think that's actually quite generous...

• Achoo and I still haven't used the "L" word. I want to so badly, but part of me is afraid to. I just keep telling myself that it will happen when the time is right.
• We're booking a cruise! Today, actually, lol. We're going on a super fabbity-fab-fab 7 night cruise to Florida and the Bahamas. Here's the best part- it only costs $530! Including the tax! That's about $75 a night and includes your "hotel" and meals. I call that a deal.The sucky part is that I have to wait until February to go. Boo.
• Achoo met my grandmother, Aunt and Uncle (not married, from 2 separate sides of the family) last night. Each year, Ocean Township has their annual Italian Festival, and it's a big tradition for my family go to. My mom's mom lives close by, so it's super convenient to park at her house and just walk to the Fest. My dad's family is from Ocean Township, so I'm all but guaranteed to run into family while I'm there. They seemed to like him, and now the only big hurdle is my parents. That won't happen until mid-September, though, because I'm about to go into my busiest time of the year.
• My medical stuff is starting to straighten out. I went for a second opinion on Friday because I haven't been getting any better. He explained everything, gave me medication, and ordered blood work. You know, the kind of things doctors are supposed to do... Anyway, I've already noticed an improvement, so I feel a lot better.
• Starting Tuesday, I'm going to go out of commission for a while. My student-staff moves back in, and I'm training them for 2 weeks. I'm going to try to post during this time, but I can't guarantee I'll be able to. So it's up to you, Birthday Girl, to hold down the fort. Payback for you're little romp though Europe. Mwah-ha-ha!
• I'm 99.9% sure that a Moe's Southwest Grill has opened up near my house recently. I'm 99.9% sure I'm dragging Achoo there today. I'm 99.9% sure that I'm getting a JC with just chicken and cheese and a side of Queso, and I'm 99.9% sure that it might be better than sex. But I'm 99.9% sure I'm also having sex today, so I'll compare and let you know!

And that's all I have to say about that...

The Birthday Wedding

So next weekend is my Birthday and also a friend from college's wedding.  On the same day no less.  I'm feeling a little apprehensive about going to this little shindig.  First of all, its all the way out on Long Island.  Second, I haven't seen the girl (prior to her bridal shower - see previous bridal shower blog lol) in almost 2 years!!  We occasionally talk on the phone, but haven't really kept that in touch.  Everyone else invited from our college days is still really close with her.  This leaves me feeling a little out of the loop. 

Besides this...I'm anticipating having some kind of break down.  I was invited to the wedding with a guest...but being that I attract losers from both near and far, I decided to attend on my own.  Maybe not the brightest decision.  So now, on my 26th birthday...hoping the 25 year old fence that leads me to 30, I'll be at a wedding, alone, with lots of free booze.  (At least there is a silver lining right??)  Don't misunderstand.  I'm ok with being alone and am perfectly capable of being social.  I guess its possible that society is having a larger effect on me than I ever thought.  26 for some reason seems like marriage age.  Like babies age.  Like I should have my shit together age.  Am I wrong??  I know I'm not alone in this...but sometimes it feels like I am.

I just finished a cute little book called Tabloid Love.  I liked it a lot.  It was entertaining.  In the book the woman breaks it off with her boyfriend of 5 years in order to move to NYC and become a reporter.  She says that even though she knows it is right the only time she KNEW she was over it was when she could picture him living a future that did not include her.  I just really identified!!  Mr. Met sends me to occasional email and to update me I guess.  He has a new girlfriend of about 5 months...and even though I hate his guts most of the time...it kills me inside that he gets to move on with life and I don't.  The toddler in my still wants him to suffer and be miserable and have no future at all.  So I guess its not the fact that he is moving on without me...but the fact that he is moving on at all that bugs me the most. 

Wedding always bring out this sentimental crap.  Well, here is to hoping the groom has some single cute friends.  (Is it too late to back out and just send a gift?!!?)