NEW SHOES!Nestor and I had romantic dinner on Tuesday nite (thanks Jozette! -for the giftcard) and on Wednesday I drove him to the airport to go to LA for a month or so. Usually these drop offs are very hard for me, but not this time. We have had such a great couple of weeks together, alone and as a family, it made his leaving easier. Strange -- but I really felt ok when he got out of the car. Usually I drop him off and as I pull away from the curb I start bawling like a baby. This lasts until I get lost on the ramps getting out of the airport and then thru my haze of tears and swollen eyes I have to figure out where the hell I am and how the hell I'm going to back on the highway or parkway -- or whatever the heck they call the damn thing that gets me back to the city. By then I'm just annoyed and forget all about why I had driven all the way out to the airport in the first place!!!
So Amelia and I got thru the week unscathed. Still fighting off our colds. By yesterday I would say we're both over the hump and sleeping thru the night nicely. Ahhh. Yesterday my friend Sarah came into the city to visit us for the day. It was really nice spending quality time with her. She's one of those friends who's been in my life for so long -- thru different apartments, dogs, boyfriends, husbands, etc.... Someone you know will be with you till the end, ya know? Anyway, we journeyed to Chelsea Market and Amelia and I settled in to watch this really amazing String Trio playing live in front of Amy's Bread, while Sarah went to get a coffee. Amelia was really digging it! I wanted to give the band a dollar but only had a $20. I asked a jolly 60-ish man behind me, who was there with his family, if it would be rude to take change out of the musician's tips, at which point, he reached into his wallet and gave me a dollar to give them. I laughed and refused, but he pushed it into my hand and said he and his twenty-something (son? nephew?) had already tipped them. I felt so odd. Like I was standing with "Every Uncle". I really loved this happy man and his sweet family in those moments. When Sarah returned with her coffee she offered this man back his dollar -- to which he laughed a jolly laugh -- and told us to please keep it -- or give it to the band. Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Clause...he hangs out at Chelsea Market in the off season!
Today Amelia and I are doing the Mother/Daughter hang for Superbowl Sunday. Amelia isn't really into either team, so we'll probably just find some chick flick to watch.






