Lets hear it for Neeeewww Yoooork!
NEW YORK! First of all, gay marriage passed! I just moved here not even 6 weeks ago and marriage equality was just signed into law. On the eve of PRIDE weekend. Like WTF? What an amazing time to live here. Though, I am realistic. I have celebrated this before in California and had it taken away with Prop 8. Which was about the time I actually started dating men. I was there protesting on the capital steps in Sacramento while a dj blared electronica/pop and the whole thing turned into a gay dance party. It was amazing. I’m not counting my chickens, also I’m not getting married to anyone (but I COULD!), but this bodes well for the future
2nd amazing thing is that I just got HIRED at a cute little restaurant and wine/beer bar in the East Village called Grape and Grain. It is so perfect I cant even tell you, I just had my first day of training today. Its mostly being a waiter and bartender (only wine and beer). Small plates. Some sandwiches, salads, cheese plates etc… that sorta thing. My shift started with tasting through the wine list (…careful devin) and some beer. Some pretty high-end stuff, and I didn’t taste any of the food but it smelled awesome! A little rustic, a little exposed brick, T-shirts and jeans people, good music, great location only like 5 stops away on the subway on Avenue B. They are gonna schedule me for like 4-5 shifts a week. I will totally be able to make rent and then some. BIG SIGH OF RELIEF.
It is such a huge weight off my shoulders to know I have a paycheck coming. AND I like it. Win.
The icing on the gay marrriage passing- job getting weekend is my Mom is coming in the morning! (shit more like 4 hours away…). She is visiting for a week, were gonna do New York touristy stuff (which is great cause I totally havent yet), Statue of Liberty, 30 rock, Ground Zero, AND see our first Broadway show! Oh no a big deal, just the Tony award winner for Best Play 2011 War Horse! So excited just to catch up with my mom and hang out and show her around and introduce her to my friends.
This weekend will be tough to beat, we had Maggie’s birthday party on Friday at the house and we all surprised her with our own portraits of her and tales of her infamy, I hosted it around the campfire in the backyard. As partys go, I drank wine and we danced until 5am. Great times.
If feel extremely lucky to have landed so great in New York. I haven’t even been here 6 weeks guys! and I was a beer can last week! I really could not have imagined or asked for better first few weeks here. I’m blessed.
Maybe I’m just having a good week, but I’m going to enjoy it while it lasts.
Fuck yeah New York, fuck yeah Devin Ritchie.
peace.
2 week down in New York City, while I’m still not Carrie Bradshaw I am making a lot of progress. First and foremost… I moved into my awesome new room! (pictures below). I dont have any stuff besides my 2 bags of clothes, and no I dont get to keep the bed. SO it will be the floor for a little while. The M train goes right past my window and is pretty damn loud and has woke me up a few times, but I am told I will get used to that in time though. Having a room makes all the difference in the world, I have somewhere to call my own and somewhere that I can decompress and not be in anyones way. So good.





It has been a pretty great week. I went to the California State fair with the Golden Girls (Mom, Grandma, and Myself). Got drunk and bet on horse racing. My new favorite thing. Then off to San Francisco to celebrate my Mum’s birthday. My family was all going to see Peter Pan at the 360 theatre, but a rule of growing up is that we all need to pay our own way. And I could afford going out to the fancy dinner at Sinbads (the view of the bay bridge is awesome frome there!) But I thought it selfish of myself to buy an expensive theatre ticket for me. So I let the rest of them go to the show and I would meet them after. Turns out drinking too much at a gay bar in the Castro while the rest of your family enjoys Peter Pan with each other makes you feel like a huge fucking douche bag. Oh well, nothing we can do about that. We met up afterward and went for more drinks at Danny Coyle’s. Next day the Golden Girls went out to breakfast at Buena Vista, my fav place for Irish coffee and eggs benedict. Then back to warm and wonderful Sacramento. huzzah :/






