Monthly Archives: January 2014

Catching Up ……

…… or actually, catching all of you up.

Yes, I realize that I still need to write about my snow/ice/travel day from hell and I have every intention of doing that (good intentions and all that …).

So, where did I leave off?

Vicki came to visit last week.
In what turned out to be the coldest week of the year.
Of course the year’s still new.
But it was still pretty dang cold. And we had lots of snow.
So we stayed in during the day time and went out at night.
Yep, pretty much like vampires.

We saw 3 shows, one of which was new to me.
“A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder” (the new one …. it was fun)
“Wicked” – which we both had seen before (this was my third time, I think). It wasn’t the best version, but it’s always a good show.
“Beautiful” – I saw this for the first time the weekend before Vicki came. And I could see it again, for a third time. This show is indeed beautiful and the songs are terrific and I absolutely love it. I really could see it once a week. And …… I predict that it’s going to be a show that’s very hard to get tickets for, AND that the actress playing Carol King will win the Tony (and the show will win more).
So there.
For whatever that’s worth.

We had a great visit. Vicki was in need of relaxation and peace after working on her daughter’s beautiful wedding. And venturing out to the theatre district in the freezing cold wasn’t so bad since we took the subway everywhere.
She left on Friday and I missed her the minute she left.
But we’re planning something for April.

On Friday afternoon I met someone for lunch who I hadn’t seen in, oh …… about 15 years or so. She and her family used to live in TX and have since lived in a few different places.
We had a great lunch. And found out that though our paths have been in different places, they have also run parallel to each other.
We had a lot to talk about.

And then we met up with my sorority sister J, who happens to live only a block or so down from me.
The two of us are having a great time catching up and exploring NY together.
In fact, today we took her car out and we drove around Manhattan.
And by “drove around Manhattan” I mean that we drove completely around it …… as in, we did our own private (and much better) Circle Line tour. We started here, at mid-town on the west side, and drove north, to the very most northern part of the island (Harlem) and then drove down the east side, around the southern most point, and back up the west side until we got back to where we started.

We really had no idea as to where we were going, other than in a circle, when we started. We were way-laid for 2 hours when we found out that her car, which hadn’t been driven in over 2 months …… here, in the winter, in NYC, wouldn’t start. So she had to call AAA. But neither of us had anything on our schedules, other than our “Thelma and Louise” drive, so we didn’t mind waiting.
It was totally worth the wait.

I think that this was the first of many excursions that we’ll take.
Since we didn’t decide to drive off of a cliff.
Or run into anyone who looked remotely like Brad Pitt.

In other news, I have entered a drawing in which the winner gets a date with George.
Yes, THAT George.
I know that I won’t win, but it sure is nice to dream.
Sigh ……

OK, I think that catches you up.

It got into the 40’s today, which was nice. Tomorrow it’s supposed to be well below 20.
And I get to venture out twice during the day. Once to try out a Smart Barre class (Lord help me) and once to do my volunteer gig in Harlem.
Thankfully, I bought a “puffy coat” last week, which is far warmer than the wool coat that I bought last year.
Puffy coats aren’t what they used to be (thank goodness). They’re far lighter and less puffy than I remembered. And you can wad them up into a ball and use them for a pillow if you need to.
Two birds with one stone.

Oh, I almost forgot. Daughter #3 and I went to the library yesterday to watch a free movie. They have movies on Saturdays and Sundays …… for free. Yesterday’s showing was “Babes on Broadway”. You know, Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney putting a show on to raise money to send poor NY city kids to the country. The library is currently doing a Judy Garland theme for the next month or so. I had never seen this black and white, and it was entertaining, though long at 2 hours.
And the room was full of many different kinds of folks. Since it was free, and warm, there seemed to be a homeless contingent.
And the majority of the viewers appeared to be over the age of 70.
But I enjoyed it.
Daughter #3 however …… not so much. She decided that she’d rather watch movies on the couch, in her pajamas.
Not a bad plan.

OK, NOW I think you’re caught up.
Or at least as much as you’re going to be right now.

Stay warm, Peeps.

Flying the ……

…… coop.

Son #3 heads back to Oklahoma tomorrow.
We’ve had a short, but a very, very good visit.
He’s growing up.
And becoming a young man whom I know makes Jim proud.

He did a great job in his classes last semester. He’s now in the Honor’s College.
And still president of his pledge class, with higher political aspirations …… at least in his fraternity.

I’m going to miss him.

So today was a rainy day, which made it good to stay in-doors.
Unfortunately, that also gave me too much free time.
Bad decisions can be made in such circumstances.

I decided to color my hair, thinking that it wouldn’t look all that different.
Completely and utterly wrong.
And I hate it.
It’s too dark, which means that I’ll be stopping at a store tomorrow after a visit to my doctor (just a regular check up after 6 test tubes of blood removal on Tuesday, straight from the airport …. See? I generally make pretty good use of my time.) to see what I can do to lighten it.
Which means that it will most likely end up a lovely shade of green.
Since I’m going to California on Saturday that may be ok, right? I mean, the people there are really “green”, right?

Let’s see, what else did I do today?
Oh yeah, I donated to George’s favorite cause, in an attempt to win a date with him.
If you have to ask, “Who’s George”, then you don’t know me at all and I wonder how you came upon this blog.
He’s just the most fabulous looking man I’ve ever seen.
Except that I’ve never seen him in person.
But who knows? That could all change very soon.
Lololololololololololololololololololol ……. plop.
Sorry, that was me, laughing so hard that I fell out of my chair.
Because me winning a date with George? SO not going to happen.
But I can dream.
And I may become a stalker to the woman (?) who wins.
And not in a good way.
(Is there a good way to be a stalker?)

So I arrived to Houston on Tuesday, later afternoon.
I had lunch with a friend yesterday.
Then Son #2 and #3 and I went out for dinner.
And had a good time.
And a fabulous margarita.
I had the margarita, they didn’t.

And today …… well, you’re all caught up with today.

Yes, I know I still have to write about my experience last Friday.
I’m still getting over it.

But I will do this: As soon as I hit “publish” on this post, I’ll go back to my picture posts and put in captions.
That should tide you over.
A bit.

Hey, it’s something, isn’t it?

Happy Thursday.

Happy Birthday ……


…… to the most wonderful man I ever knew.
He was a great husband and a terrific father.

Because no one is perfect.
Not even part of the time.
And we sure do love to idolize our dearly departed.
Don’t we?

Trust me, I know he was a pretty terrific human being.
But he could still be a pain in the butt.
He didn’t like everyone who thought he liked them.
That would be a huge surprise to many.

He didn’t have the patience of Job.
But then, I don’t think anyone besides Job has that.

But he was very often a man of few words. And when he spoke, he most often had something good to say.
Something that needed to be said.

He wasn’t all warm and fuzzy.
That’s why he needed me.
He wasn’t spontaneous.
That’s why I needed him.
We balanced each other out.
For a very long time.
In very many ways.

I wish it could’ve been longer.

Happy Birthday, honey.
I miss you more than most people can understand.
I love you as much today as I did 6 years ago.
You have continued to support me, love me and love our children …… even in your physical absence.
I have continued to learn from you, even though I can’t hear you.

I know that you’re proud of our children, even if there’ve been things you wouldn’t have agreed with.
I know that you love our children, and always will, just as I will. No matter what.

I also know that there have been things that would’ve caused you pain, as much as they did me.
And I know that you would’ve been there for me, and fought for me, and spared no wrath when it was needed.
Just as you would’ve spared no love and support when it was needed.

Thank you for loving me as long, as hard and as well as you did.
Thank you for our six children.
Thank you for the example you gave them of what a husband should be.
Of what a father should be.

Thank you for choosing me.
I will love you forever.

And hope that there’s someone out there who can love me as well as you did.

Happy Birthday, Jim.
I miss you.
With all my heart.

Saturday ……

…… in pictures.

As in the previous post, comments will come later.
I need nap.

OK, this is a picture of all of the pieces of dried food that I picked up off of the floor in my hotel room. Yes, I know, that’s gross.

This is a picture of the drain in the sink of the wet bar in my room. It contained many pieces of macaroni and beer bottle cap.
Ummmmm, yeah.

These two pictures of pretty obvious, right? I mean, you can clearly see that the “Do Not Disturb” sign has been placed in the lock on my door.
Obviously the hotel maid didn’t see it all that clearly. Saturday morning (remember, I only had about 2 hours of sleep total Thursday night, because I kept waking up and checking to see if United had cancelled my 6:45 a.m. flight), she decided to knock, hard, on my door. Then she decided to bang on my door, using something other than her hand, all the while shouting, “MAID SERVICE!! MAID SERVICE!!” She woke me up from a dead sleep. It took me a moment to realize that this was real life and not my dream. You know how that goes. When I finally realized, rather incredulously, that she was banging on my door …… and WAS NOT GOING TO STOP …… I yelled, “NO!!”. She stopped knocking.
I took these pictures afterwards, because I was still pretty much stunned that this had happened. I figured that the sign must’ve fallen out. Because …… REALLY?!!!!!!!
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This is where the reception was to take place that night:

These are of the girls getting ready. They had their hair and makeup done (I also got to have my makeup done … cool!):
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This is the wedding dress (duh).

This is the beautiful bride, getting her hair done:
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This is a really cool sign that a friend had made for the happy couple, using a chalk board and chalk paint:

These are more pics of the reception room …… and the flowers:
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More of the bride. Isn’t she gorgeous? Sigh ……
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Writing in a card for her groom …… such a lovely tradition:

Vicki and her Daughter #2, who was the Jr. Bridesmaid. She, too, is lovely. 🙂
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The bride’s shoes and jewelry:
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Vicki, putting a necklace on her beautiful daughter:

Me, ready to go to the wedding.

This is where the wedding took place. The bride and groom and minister stood on the first landing, and the wedding party stood on each side of the second level of stairs. It was beautiful. The string quartet on the bottom right did a wonderful job.

The parents of the bride, welcoming everyone to the reception.
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My two lovely dates, Kem and Susan. Yes, I had two dates.
Because I’m special. 🙂

There you go.
A wedding day.
It was beautiful.
And the wedding and reception were, too.
As well as a lot of fun.
And who could ask for anything more when it comes to a wedding?

2014 ……

…… is here.
Believe it …… or not.
Sometimes I’m in the “not” category.

Tomorrow I’m heading back to TX and then on to Oklahoma for what I believe will be a beautiful wedding.
And time spent with friends.
Then back to TX to hopefully spend some time with my Texan sons before heading back here to NY.

And of course I haven’t even pulled a suitcase out of a closet.
Oh well.

New Year’s Eve was a quiet night for me.
Daughters #2 and #3 had several friends over to the apartment for a party. I decided to hang in my room and watch the event in Times Square on TV. I didn’t really feel like I belonged in the 20-something crowd, though I know they would’ve welcomed me.
It was that kind of night.
At about 11:50 I made my way to Central Park to await the midnight announcement with fireworks. It was great.
And long.
I think that they lasted about 20 minutes.
As soon as I figure out how to upload a video I’ll try to post it.

In the meantime, here are some pics of our evening at The Stand, the comedy club where Daughter #3 and I performed a couple of weeks ago.
Tracy Morgan made a surprise appearance, as did Judah Friedlander (also of “30 Rock”), who performed with us last time.
We had a fun time.

Sunday night the girls and I attempted to attend a church service, which …… unbeknownst to us or anyone else in our crowd …… had been cancelled.
But on the way we passed Cafe Lalo, where we had brunch a couple of weeks ago (you remember, the one that was in “You’ve Got Mail”). So I took a pic:

Here are the comedy club pictures:



Here are the New Year’s Eve in Central Park pictures:



So there you go …… another couple of days in NYC.
I love this place.

Happy New Year’s, Peeps.
I wish you a peaceful and joy-filled 2014.