Time For Me

Now that the college basketball season has ended for me, I am looking forward to the downtime that has eluded me since the start of the NFL season. Here are some of things that I've got my eye on in the coming weeks:

Shout out to my home girl Cathy and her fiance Dwayne on the birth of their first child (It's A Boy!) who arrived a little early when he entered the world last Sunday. Unfortunately I still don't know what his name but that's just a small detail. Hopefully I can go out there in the next couple of days to congratulate them in person.

Opening Day is less than a week away and I am trying not to get too giddy with anticipation. The Mets look like they have a chance to contend for not only the playoffs but to legitimately claim their first NL East division title since the late 1988. God I hope that Pedro's toe doesn't come off.

This Saturday in addition to filing my taxes (not that exciting) I am eagerly anticipating up with the somewhat elusive Leslie. This has been a meeting in the works for over 4 months now. You see, Reid, a colleague that also works in Sports is responsible for getting this started since he is her boss over at CBS News.
At first I was confused about why he would want to fix me up with someone (was it that obvious that I need to settle down already?) since we never really spoke outside of the studio. Then after some careful consideration I appreciated the gesture and was honored that of all the people he could've introduced to her, he chose me. He had nothing but the best things to say of her which piqued my interest.
Anyway after numerous email exchanges, as well as some bad timing on my part, it appears that we are finally going to meet. Hopefully I won't disappoint her. I just have to try and not to place too much pressure on myself. Just be myself and let everything go from there right?
I'd be lying though if I said I wasn't excited/nervous but that's a good thing right? We'll see....

After that it's my birthday, am I really turning 32 in a couple of weeks? Hey 32, that's the number of my favorite basketball player of all time, Magic Johnson! I'm so glad that not only is he filthy rich but that he's still alive to boot. Hopefully this will be a 'magical' year for me. With that being said I'm debating how/if I will celebrate the occassion. I'm open to suggestions.

Madness

I've been too tired to type these days but for once I have a viable excuse. Between working at CBS for March Madness as well as my day job at Estee Lauder, I have been working pretty much nonstop.

It's taken my body a couple of days to get the proper rest it's needed since the long weekend (the first 2 rounds of the NCAA Tournament, St. Patrick's Day) that I had in the city. Once again, the Tournament hasn't disappointed with it's usual unpredictability adding to the drama of most of the games. Of course that drama was lost on me when I witnessed 2 of my Final Four teams were sent home (North Carolina and Ohio State). That's why I filled out another bracket just to be safe.

Now that the field has been trimmed down to 16 teams, this is when it really gets good.

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Fromt the time I leave the Broadcast Center and make the familiar walk to Penn Station I am already in the process of putting the finishing touches to yet another full week.
And as soon as I finally plop down on my seat aboard the LIRR, the feeling of utter exhautstion I feel instantly gives way to instant relief as a wave of deep sleep washes over me . I relish this feeling because I know that I have made the most of another week. This ritual happens every Sunday night and as relaxing as this transition is, it never lasts too long because in the back of my mind I'm already dreading the beginning of the new week.

Another weekend come and gone, God I hate Mondays.

With the NCAA Selection Show a week from today, I am already anticipating the end of these self-imposed 7-day workweeks. I know that there will be a part of me that will miss it, but I'd be lying if I said that I won't be relieved to have the weekend to myself.