Sunday, August 31, 2014

Fill my heart with gladness

Take away all my sadness,
Ease my troubles that's what you do

Have I told you lately that I love you....

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Best of days....

It woke me up like never before, I wanted a cup of coffee, I wanted it now, I waddled into the kitchen, drank yesterday's coffee, yuck.   It was gross but it was warm and I wanted it bad.  Then I realized I had to pee, so I took that sludge with me. 

That was how my day began twenty five years ago, I know it so well because on this day my Son was born.  It was a very, very hot humid summer and I was uuber pregnant.  I was also hungry.  I was always hungry and I had agita, I had agita for nine months.  I walked around with a 32 ounce bottle of Maalox in my handbag or it was in my hand.  Everyone said that the Baby would have curly hair, and yes. he did and does.

While I remember everything up until they knocked me out.  I woke to find we had a boy, and I was in love all over again.

It was a Sunday.   

come close and we'll begin

I don't know what happened to August.  Just yesterday it was July, now an entire month has flown by.  When I was a kid it seemed that August was so long, now time just goes by in the blink of an eye.   My Mom, by late August, would be looking for us to go back to school.  Being a kid was good, being a kid from Brooklyn was very good.

When asked or when I say where I came from,  I'm from Brooklyn, specifically Bay Ridge, it is like a badge of honor, it means something, like the whole was your home, and you where accepted, loved, cared for.  I am not saying that it was all rainbows, bunnies, and fluff, sure it could be seedy and dirty, but you knew who you where and where you belonged.  I was never afraid, scared, or apprehensive about going or walking anywhere, cause we were safe, or so I thought.  It was your neighborhood.  If you did not know somebody, your older sibling knew who it was or you knew somebody who knew them.  Everybody knew everybody.  I don't know who these people are though, but maybe Kiki or Johnny knows......
Even though some of the pictures are way before I was even thought of, or even before my parents were thought of, I can remember some of the buildings before they were altered or even taken down.  Some places were not even built and they were just lots then.  I can remember them knocking down big old huge houses only to put in 5 or 6 houses where only one had stood.  We were lucky, very lucky indeed, to have grown up in a big old wood house, a single family.

This was my home, my very little world, from where I came. 

Now my world is different. 

August is almost the same though, I remember it being hot, but not like it is now, and we had Spring, real Spring.  I feel as if we go from having the heat on in the house straight to having the air conditioning on.  The best possible part of the summer, beside riding and vacationing, is the garden.  I love the flowers, herbs, and veggies.  I am so very happy now that the Fig Tree is having some growth on it.  There are tiny little figgies, they are not figs yet, on it.  The garden is just alive.  The only drawback is the mosquitoes.  Yeah, they are biting big time.   

 We were surprised with a Magic Lily.  It just appeared on day.  Like magic.

My other favorite is the "sporting events".  I just love them.

I could watch that all day long......

Life is different, but life is good.  Life is good indeed.

to find our beautiful selves again.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

gypsy, joker, your shot gun rider

I am back finishing up the MOST boring online course, I am about halfway through, and I will say again, never, ever, ever again will I take another boring class.  It takes all that I have not to fall asleep, you know it's probably why it is taking me forever to finish.

My guy and I enjoyed a "date night" Friday.  Andrew was offered an overnight/overtime shift to repair streetlamps in Midtown.  I got to do some of my favorite things: spend time with Andrew, take pictures, be in the city, and eat pizza.  What more can a girl ask for?  I love to go to Manhattan, it never sleeps, and it just amazes me cause of the people, sights, traffic, I love the traffic.  I love the anonymity, the camaraderie, the hustle, the strangers, I miss it, and I don't miss it.  We live close enough to go back when we want, and far enough that we are able to park in front of our house.

Our first stop was Park & E 40th......

Hey I used to work in that building, way back, way back, yeah....when I was young, firm, and cute....

Then we moved to the next location....

 Midtown still moving around like it is noon and not the middle of the night, I miss this place....

Then we went to repair the lamp in front of  Saint Agnes Church, I have mixed feelings about how the Church looks.  It is beautiful in an almost Greek/Roman ruin look, but in a very concrete modern way.  The Church is just not ordinary, there was serious thought going into how it should look and how it would fit into the landscape.
I don't remember what the old church looked like, I had to google it...
I could not find a newer one than this, I think they deleted them all off the internet.....I worked around the block for about 4 years, so I know that I must have gone into it at least once.  I remember going into a dress shop down the block.  It was there I bought the most fabulous cobalt blue dress with a white Peter Pan collar.  I matched it with a white or red belt, and my red patent slingbacks or white patent pumps.  I love patent leather.  I had some great clothes in my time.  One of my favorite stores is still there, although it did move a couple of blocks, is Strawberry.  The crap I remember is ridiculous. 

The Chrysler Building, I have never been further than the lobby.  What is with that?

The Helmsley Building, on my list of fave 5...... 

I think I found a new satchel.....

 or two maybe
 I do so love a frame bag.

and my favorite of favorites....

 Hey there....woohoo woohoo. 

Thanks for a pretty great time and the pizza.

let me be your soul driver