I went to NYC over the weekend with my Little Gretchen Weiners to see Mean Girls on Broadway.  It was actually an early birthday trip for me (my birthday is in December, but we realized that we were busy almost every weekend leading up until my birthday, so this worked for us!)  As much as I loved the play (absolutely amazing, and so on point with the movie!) and despite having a wonderful time with my Mama, NYC is not a place I’ll be running back to anytime soon.

We left Saturday AM, and I had Saul drop me off at South Station, because we were taking the Amtrak.  The train was departing at 8:00 AM, and we literally left the house at 6:30, so I was like, Okay, we’re good, we have plenty of time.  Of course, it was torrentially down pouring that morning.  It was so bad, even the highways were flooded.  This of course slowed us down, but my ETA was 7:36, so I knew I’d be fine.  I was wrong.  As soon as we got into Boston, WAZE started going haywire and rerouted us like ten times.  My ETA kept creeping up, and I began to freak out.  Greta is calling me and is like, “They’re boarding the train!” And I’m like Fuck, I’m totally not going to make it.  Saul let me out at a red light, and I grabbed my carry on and ran through the rain to South Station.  I made it just in time.  However, I was soaked, cranky, I didn’t have time to get an iced coffee and I was super anxious.

Once we were actually on the train, I was fine.  (Well, once I got my Starbucks at the cargo café and took a Xanax.)  While on the train, we were seated with someone named Clay (Greta is super chatty) and we learned that he was headed to NYC for the marathon that weekend.  I looked over at Greta, and were both like, “Marathon?” LOL – Only us.

We arrived in NYC around noon, and I was paranoid because Mean Girls was at 2:00 PM.  We exited the train station (which, holy shit, is as big as Logan Airport) and debated whether or not we should wait for a taxi.  Greta was looking at Google Maps on her phone, and I watched as two taxi drivers almost got into a fight because one of the guys refused to move his car up, so the other one bumped him.  He actually called an ambulance.  Greta and I decided to walk after that.

NYC was hustling and bustling, which I’m sure it always is.  (I’ve only been once, and it was in January of 2011 – I don’t recall it being this crazy.)  You can barely walk, it’s so annoying.  As we were stopped at the crosswalk, this tall, big ass dude literally walked directly into Greta.  Like plowed into her.  He almost knocked her down.  (The ghetto in me really wanted to say something, but he looked kinda crazy and I was really out of my element, so I kept my mouth shut.)  I made sure my Mama was okay, and then we got our bearings, and hailed a taxi.


We arrived at The Gallivant Hotel, which is super cute.  It was too early to check in, but we planned on leaving our bags, getting lunch, and heading to the play.  At the front desk, we were told if we wanted to go to the room right then and there, we could, but it would be a room w/a double bed.  Greta told the guy that was okay, we would wait for what we paid for. (Two Queen beds.) The front desk clerk said that they didn’t have any rooms in the entire hotel that had two queens.  My mom had booked it through Priceline, so she showed him the email.  “I’m sorry,” he apologized.  “That’s wrong.”  I looked at Greta, like WTF else could go wrong right now?  The clerk told us that he could upgrade us to a room with a Queen bed, and bunk beds.  We were both like, seriously?  But we took it.



We ate a super quick lunch and headed to the play.  Can I just say – Mean Girls was absolutely amazing?  The cast was incredible.  They strayed from the movie as little as possible, which I was all for.  It was a little bit more modernized, obviously, because we didn’t have Social Media when it came out in the 2000’s.  It was incredible.  I bought a mug (of course I did) and I had such an amazing time.


Some words of wisdom in the elevator @ The Gallivant.

After the play we headed back to our hotel.  After checking in and getting into the elevator, I asked Gretch what floor we were on. “Sixteen,” she replied.  I was confused.  There was no floor 16.  Then I realized – we had been upgraded to the Pent House Suite.  We were both super excited.  The room was gorgeous.  I’m not sure why they told us the bed was a Queen – it was most definitely a King. And the bunk beds were full sized.  The shower was so cool – it was one of the rain showers, which I love.  We had a balcony, and we could actually go out on it.  (I was surprised, Me & Mel couldn’t even open our windows in Vegas!)  We were thrilled.




The Wallpaper in our Suite.

After hanging out for a while and then freshening up, we headed to dinner at Carmine’s.  OMG – can I tell you that they literally have the best Italian food I’ve ever eaten in my entire life?  It was amazing.  They serve everything “Family Style”, so you get this massive dish that can basically feed a family of four.  The dinner was fabulous.  We had a really nice waiter, who definitely made our experience better.  (So far, almost everyone we encountered in NY was so rude.  I thought Boston was bad, but nothing compared to this.)  We also met a couple from El Salvador who were very sweet.  Of course, Greta told the waiter we were there for my birthday (even though I told him my birthday wasn’t until December.)  His birthday was also in December.  After dinner, Greta got a cappuccino, and to my dismay, as her cappuccino came out, all of the chef’s came out with a little cup of ice cream with candles and sang happy birthday to me.  “I hate you so much right now,” I whispered to Greta as I turned fifty shades of red.  “I didn’t tell him to do it!” She insisted.  LOL, it was fine, and in the end I was happy to have the ice cream.



I filtered this to be as pale as possible, because I’m mortified here LOL.

We flew home Sunday, but of course I wanted be to super touristy before we left.  Greta and I got up super early and walked around before we headed to La Guardia.









We also went to St. Patrick’s Cathedral, which is so beautiful.

img_5193img_5173img_5196Although neither of us are eager to go back to NYC, we had such a nice time.  Thank you Gretchen Weiners for a wonderful trip!  Love you!!

I’ll leave you with one last basic AF picture.



the best

Happy 2017!  I know I’m like, four months late, but I seriously cannot believe that it’s April already, and we’re almost halfway through 2017.  The past few months have flown by!  This year has been good so far, and I’m excited for what else is to come.


So far, I’ve: 

-Celebrated Jamie’s 25th!

-Saul & I celebrated our Anniversary. ❤

-Had a really nice Valentine’s Day w/My Love.

-Watched The Patriots win the Superbowl!


-Welcomed Baby Harlow into the world!

She is the cutest, sweetest little baby ever!!

– Got a raise!! (If you’re brave enough to ask,

you might just be rewarded!)

-Signed up for (& passed!) a writing course.

-Saw Claire & went blonder!

-Went to an Angel Reader. AMAZING.

-Saw My Favorite Murder @ The Wilbur

w/Jenalynn & Jaime.  So much fun! Love K&G.

-Celebrated Saully’s 31st!!

-Celebrated Gretchen Weinaz Bday.

-Saw Claire again & I’m SUPER BLONDE!


Just got back from Vegas on Thursday.  It was SO AMAZING.  If you know me, you know I LOVE Britney Spears.  I have since I met her in 1999 at the Kiss 108 Concert.  (She wasn’t big yet, Baby One More Time just came out.  I was her first fan LOL.)

Mel & I booked tickets on a whim in January.  We got there last Tuesday, 10 AM Vegas time so we had all day Tues & all day Wednesday.  Flew home Thursday AM, arrived around 6PM Boston time.  I’ve been to Vegas before (Mels 21st, so scary that it was 6 years ago!) so I’ve already done the club scene/everything else I really wanted to do in Vegas.  Also, I knew 2 days would be plenty after our last Vegas experience (five days is just too much.)  Also, I just wanted to see Britney, which was the main reason I wanted to go.

The Piece of Me show was INCREDIBLE.  It was so entertaining, Britney never stopped going. It’s indescribable, really.  I could sit here and use a billion adjectives but it still wouldn’t capture the essence of the show.  (Insert heart emoji eyes.)

Also, I finally got to go to the Wax Museum, which was fun, but not nearly as good as the one in NYC.  Mel forced me to go to the 110th floor of The Stratosphere, which was horrifying.  (But a pretty view.)  She rode the ride Insanity, which I refused to go on. It literally dangles off of the building on the 110th floor….no thank you. She loved it, though.

We stayed at MGM, which is really nice.  I was obsessed with Planet Hollywood, though.  I was glued to the Britney Spears slot machine.  They also had other Britney themed tables, which was so cool and so fun.  I played Roulette (the guy working could not have been any ruder to me, and I also picked a table that was a $25 minimum, which was a mistake.)  I lost.  LOL.

All in all, Vegas was a blast.  It was so fun to be away.  Before I left, I had the worst anxiety.  I don’t like flying, I hate the airport, I hate being on planes in general.  (It also didn’t help that I forgot to pick our seats, so me & Mel were stuck in Middle Seats, to and from, with strangers.  So dumb.)  Once I actually got settled on the flight though, I was 100% fine.  I was so annoyed with myself for the amount of worrying I had done – literally, all that worrying for absolutely nothing.  Hopefully, for future trips, I can recall this one, and remind myself that I was fine and not worry so damn much.  I also would like to be a little bit more patient with myself.  I know I have anxiety, so instead of getting really annoyed with myself and beating myself up, which I do, I need to just take care of myself a little bit more when I begin to worry.

I definitely want to travel more this year.  I’ve been making lists of all of the places I want to go. The next place I would like to travel to is New Orleans – Saul & I have been talking about it a lot, and that will probably be our next vacation.  (Besides like, Maine, cause that doesn’t count LOL.)

I also want to go to:


(I’ve been before, in 2013. I loved it.)


-Cali (LA preferably.)

-Charleston, SC

-Savannah, GA

-Wilmington, NC

& that’s just in the US.  I have another list of all of the tropical islands/other countries I would love to go to.  But that’s for another day.

Alright, time to go.  I vow to write more/blog more this year, so I’ll post more soon.  Before I go, here are some Vegas pics! 🙂














I decided that for my first blog post, it makes sense to tell you a little bit about myself.  So here we go. 🙂

25 Facts About Me


My name is Erica. I am 27 years old, and I was born & raised in the suburbs, about 15 minutes north of Boston.

I am a Medical Administrator. (At least, I think that’s what my title would be.)  I work for an orthopaedic spinal surgeon, in a private practice.  It’s a small office, and we are a very tight knit group.  I really enjoy it.  I book appointments, MRI’s, CT scans, etcetcetc.

I have always wanted to be a writer. I’ve been writing stories since I was a little girl.  Granted, I never seem to finish these stories.  Half way through, I tend to get bored and lose interest.  I always come up with a new, better sounding plot and characters.  My goal is to really sit down and focus on finishing some of my work.

You may be wondering why I am in the Medical field when writing is my passion. Two reasons – one, unless I become a J.K. Rowling overnight, I would not have true job security or financial stability.  Secondly, I like what I do.  I like to help people, I always have.

I started working straight out of high school. ( I was not the greatest student in the world.)  I got a job in childcare, and I ended up staying in that field for the next seven years.  I became teacher certified in the state of MA, and I eventually had my own classroom.  I truly loved it.  My co-teacher was one of my best friends.  I taught all age groups, from infants to Pre-K, but I realized that preschool was my favorite age.  I met so many wonderful families, and I bonded with so many children.  I felt as though I was making a difference in the world – teaching is extremely rewarding.  However, I reached a point towards the end of my seventh year teaching where I no longer looked forward to coming to work anymore.  It wasn’t the children, it was more how the childcare industry operates in general.  I was stressed out and became exhausted.  It was time for a change.

I think of 25 as my “quarter life crisis” year. I was miserable at work, my anxiety had reached an all time high, and I could not handle having any more panic attacks.  I decided to make a career change.  It was the scariest decision I ever made.  I felt like I had no other skills – childcare was the only thing I had ever known.  And now I was trying to branch out into an office.  I went on countless interviews.  For this, I am grateful, because it helped me realize that I wanted to pursue something in the medical field.  It also helped with my anxiety immensely.  I went from sometimes skipping interviews because I was so anxious, to being able to breeze through them.  Sure, I got nervous, but the more interviews I went on, the easier it became.  I think that’s why I got hired when I did – I finally had faith in myself.  I believed that I was worthy of the position, and it showed.

As I’ve just mentioned, I have anxiety. Diagnosed.  It’s not something I shared with anyone for a long time.  I was embarrassed about it.  Ashamed even.  I didn’t think anyone would understand.  My friends all thought I was such a jerk when I bailed on plans.  I would agree to do something, and then I would back out at the last minute.  It’s not because I didn’t want to go – yes, I wanted to celebrate so and so’s birthday in Boston, dammit! – but my anxiety controlled me.  The thought of big crowds terrified me.  I feared having a panic attack in public.  With the right help, I’ve been able to get my anxiety under control.  Don’t get me wrong, I still live with it every single day.  It’s just more manageable now.  It took me a long time to get to this point.  I talk myself through moments of panic now.  I tell people when I’m feeling a little anxious.  I’m not ashamed or embarrassed by it any longer.  I would make it go away forever, if I could, but I can’t.  So instead, I do whatever I can to ease my mind and calm my fears.

I am in a relationship. My amazing boyfriend’s name is Saul.  He’s so much more than my boyfriend, though.  He’s my best friend.  He’s my favorite person.  My life is 100% better because he is in it.  Saul is caring, he’s loving, he’s silly.  He’s also very logical.  (I, on the other hand, am not very logical.  I’m all emotions.)  There’s a Modern Family quote that I really like – I can’t remember the whole thing, but Cam says it about his relationship with Mitchell.   How the Dreamers and the Realists are good for each other, because the Dreamers help the Realists fly, and the Realists ground the Dreamers.  Something like that.  It reminds me of our relationship.  In October, it will be three years since our first date.  We live together, and it’s amazing.  It’s like having a sleepover with your best friend every single night.  I couldn’t be happier.

My birthday is December 10th, which makes me a Sagittarius.  (AKA, Worlds Greatest Astrological Sign.)  I’m really into astrology, I find it fascinating.  Anything mystical, spiritual, or otherworldly interests me.  Ghosts, psychics, mediums – I believe in it all.

My Mom, Greta, is my Best Friend. We’ve always been close (minus some of my bratty teenage years).  She’s amazing.  She is selfless, thoughtful, and generous.  She does so much for everyone – sometimes I wish she would just slow down, relax, and only worry about herself.  If anyone deserves relaxation, it’s Greta.  We always joke that she doesn’t know how to just “do nothing.”  She’s constantly on the go, even when she is exhausted.  She’s the only Mom I know waking up at 5AM to make sure she is on her treadmill.  I admire my mother so much.  She inspires me.  I hope that I can be even half of the woman and mother she is one day.

My family and friends mean the world to me. My Dad, Jim, is a total goofball.  He’s constantly making jokes and acting silly.  My Brother, James, and I have had our share of sibling rivalry.  We had a love/hate relationship for a long time.  I think because we are both older now, and growing up, we’ve been able to connect differently.  I love my brother, he’s really funny and he’s very fun to be around.  It also helps that we no longer live under the same roof! LOL.  Then there is my cousin, Melissa, who is basically my sister.  We have done everything together since she was born.  Mel is one of my best friends.  She’s so sweet and silly, and absolutely gorgeous.  We seriously buy each other “sister” cards on our birthdays.  Her boyfriend used to always tease us about it.  Mel is like my twin.  We have very similar personalities.  She understands me like no other – my anxiety, my sense of humor.  We just get each other, honestly.  My favorite childhood memories all involve Melissa and her two brothers, my cousins, Richie and Steve.  I wouldn’t trade those memories for the world.  (Hampton Days forever, Mel.)  Melissa is fabulous.  I love her a latte. (Insert silly Starbucks picture here.)  My friends are amazing friends as well.  I have a few true, they know who they are!

With that being said, my best friend, Jenalynn, get hers own spot. Jena has been through it all with me, through thick and thin, she’s always been my voice of reason.  Jen is beautiful, fun, and a great therapist.  She is also the best interior designer you will ever meet.  Seriously, her house should be featured in Architectural Digest, it’s fabulous. And her dog, Boo Johnson, is the cutest pup in the world.  I have no idea where I would be today without Jen.  Through all of the fake friends, crappy guys, and career changes, she has all been my constant.  We have fun doing anything together.  She is one of the only people I can travel with and not want to kill.  (She may not say the same about me, I’m a lot of work at the airport!)  We have inside jokes that even we don’t remember because they’re so ridiculous.  When you get myself, Jena & Amaritta together – forget it. Our silliness has no limits.  We used to drive Jena’s brother, Bobby, crazy.  We probably drove everyone around us crazy, actually.  It makes me smile just to think about it.  (Sorry God, seriously.)

I have only been out of the country twice. The first time I was 18, and I went to Canada with basically all of Stoneham High.  The second time was this past February, to Punta Cana.  It was pure paradise.  I want to travel more.  My travel wish list includes: Italy, Greece and Aruba.

I love love love to read. I will read anything.  Currently, mysteries are my favorite.  I just read The Luckiest Girl Alive, which was an amazing book by Jessica Knoll.  Nicholas Sparks used to be my favorite author, but I’m kind of over those mushy romance books (though Dear John will always be one of my favorites.) I also was on a huge vampire kick after I discovered my love for Twilight.  If you asked me right now what my all time favorite book was, I don’t think I could answer.  There are just so many to choose from!  Jackie Collins is/was (RIP) my favorite author ever.  I’ve read every single book she’s ever written, and Lucky Santangelo was one of my favorite literary characters.  I recently read Jane Eyre, which I surprisingly loved.  The Great Gatsby is another favorite.

I dye my hair very often. I’ve been brunette for a while now, but there was a time when I was platinum blonde.  I’ve contemplated going back to lighter hair, but I don’t think I will.  I change my mind too often.  I think I look better with darker hair, too.

I love to nap. I obviously don’t have time to nap during the week, because adulting gets in the way, but I would if I could.  Napping on a rainy day, or after a long beach day is amazing.

I love dogs, but I’m super allergic. It’s weird, because I never used to be.  I had a dog when I was a teenager (Lilly, my sis forever!) and I wasn’t allergic to her.  Now when I’m around dogs I break out in hives.  Taking Claritin helps.  I just really want a cute little Weiner dog, who I would name Ollie.  I follow this really cute dog, Ringo, on Instagram.  He’s from Spain.  I want a puppy who looks just like him.

Britney Spears is my favorite celebrity of all time. I’ve been obsessed since I met her at the Kiss 108 concert back in 1999.  She is such a beautiful person, inside and out.  She’s talented, she’s hot, and she’s a fabulous mama! I’m dying to go see her in Vegas.

I went to Nashville in 2013 with Jena, and I absolutely fell in love. Nashville is just so pretty – the houses in Belle Mead are literally breath taking.  It’s like a different world there, everyone is so friendly.  Nothing like Boston, that’s for sure.  I had a blast going to all of the bars on Broadway and listening to live country music.  It was magical.  (I sound so corny, but I’m so serious!) I would love to go back.  And soon.

You now know that I am a Britney fan, and a country music lover. Some of my other favorite artists are: Drake, Rihanna, Miranda Lambert, Selena Gomez.  I love Lana Del Rey.  Sometimes I think I relate to her on a spiritual level.

I get genuinely upset when/if I miss Jeopardy. (Saul and I do not have DVR, we live in the stone ages.)  I like watching it faithfully every night.  It’s more fun to watch it with someone, too.  No one really seems to like to watch it with me, though.  I like to keep score. 😛

Some other TV Shows/Movies I enjoy are: Pretty Little Liars, The Real Housewives (OC & Beverly Hills), Law & Order SVU. (Liv & Stabler forever.) Movies: Clueless, Mean Girls, Legally Blonde – your typical basic white girl movies.

I love the ocean. I may have been a mermaid in a past life.  I don’t care how cold the water is, I am going in, and I am dunking under.  It’s so refreshing!  It’s also very soothing.  I feel very peaceful and serene when I’m at the beach, watching the waves crash against the shore.  (Until I start burning like a Lobster, which always seems to happen, no matter how much SPF I use.)

I believe in the Law of Attraction. I love to make “Life Boards”, or Vision Boards, as other people call them.  I like to see what I want all mapped out in front of me.  I look back on past life boards I’ve made, and it’s funny, because a lot of the stuff on there has actually come true.  (Clearly, not everything, because I still do not have the body of Britney.)  Enough has happened though to make me believe that putting my goals and wants out in the Universe can actually work.