Monday, October 27, 2008
This week we have some friends from DFW visiting and they wanted to go to New York City for a day. We were out of the house by 6am and had the car parked downtown (on street!! no meter!! I'm AMAZING!) a little after 9am. We proceeded to visit the WTC memorial, the Statue of Liberty, see a matinee of Phantom, eat an early dinner, and visit the Empire State Building. We were out of the city by 6:30pm and home by 9:30pm. It's a good thing they took pictures of they may not have remembered anything of that whirlwind tour.
There was a time that I took my camera into the city every single time I went. After about six of these trips I realized I was taking the same pictures every single time. Of course, I was only 13 so that's not a surprise. After I got into high school I stopped bringing my camera.
I will never forget that last time I didn't bring my camera. I was on a business dinner cruise around Manhattan. A few of us New York-Staters were laughing at the "tourists" in our group who were taking pictures. It was August 2001 and they were taking some of the last pictures of the World Trade Center Towers. And since then, my camera has always come with me.
But now I only take pictures of the oddities and random things - I have enough shots of the Statue of Liberty, thank you. The picture below is my favorite from Saturday.
Probably the lowest price. We can't guarantee it, but we're pretty sure we're the lowest price in the city. We're definitely the lowest price on this street.....well, except that place two blocks down. They are for sure cheaper than us. But we are definitely the cheapest on this block. Specifically this side of our block. Don't go around the block because those other guys are cheaper. And they stay open earlier and close later. Basically, we're the lowest priced shoe store that's facing Trinity Church - that much we can guarantee.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
I had seen these kits before but part of me felt I was cheating my kids out of the jack o'lantern experience. But since Karan sent it, I felt no guilt. That and I was trying to grasp how we would carve a pumpkin with the man-child who would eat every part of the pumpkin as we tried to wield a sharp knife. I had nightmares of pumpkin goo strings hanging out of his mouth as he choked down a handful of pumpkin seeds.
We strapped Jamie into a high chair to begin the event. He can sit on the bar stools with no problem if someone is next to him to prevent him from free-falling to the floor. He does this for fun. He knows what happens if we are not there and he continues to attempt this feat. So he gets strapped into the high chair.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
There might be a few of you out there that don't necessarily need to perform the annual activity of raking leaves. I feel that I am responsible for sharing this experience with you.
We don't exactly have a large yard, but because we're on a corner lot we have a little bit more yard than others. That also means we have a bit more trees. With leaves on them. And then the leaves fall and if you leave them there, they will kill your grass. Leaves are grass-murderer's!
So first you need the proper equipment. There are a few options - metal rake (on left) , plastic rake (on right), and Brian's favorite - a riding lawn mower that mulches as it sucks up the leaves. But that's just a little pipe dream of his. A push lawn mower never killed anyone. Except for those who are seriously out of shape. It would most likely kill them.
And you definitely need working gloves. It gets really ugly if you don't have gloves.
Here is a shot of our side yard and our partial back yard. Since it is in the shade it's hard to see all the leaves but you get an idea of our "before" picture.
Always have a helper. It also helps to teach 'em young. This way he will always think this is his job.
Until this month. It's almost done now and should be completed this week. But you know how contractors are. It might take another two weeks with no explanation.
On the first day they needed to shut the water off in the house to remove the tub, toilet, and sink. As they turned the water off the shut off valve fell off into the contractors hands. Not good. Especially since it fell off after they shut the water off. That means no water.
Then they decided they could turn the water back on at the main. In order to get to the main they had to dig a slight hole in our front yard. There is no need to go into details about how the main was rusted shut and they couldn't turn the water on and how I was without water for 24 hours. No flushing toilets for 24 hours. No shower. And worst of all (for me) NO WASHING OF HANDS. It comes to a point where anti-bacterial gel just doesn't cut it.
But the hole that they dug. It was quite appropriate for the Halloween season.
The next day I saw my neighbors talking and I went to go join in the conversation. They nervously asked me what was going on at our house. As they asked they motioned to my front yard.
"Did Tulip die?"
And then I realized why they asked that. The hole looked like a small grave. I didn't see it that way the day before because my gaze was riveted on the pipe, praying for it to turn on.
"Oh no - not yet anyway. We had a water problem." And I went into the very boring details. I teased them for thinking that I would have so little class as to bury my dog in the middle of my front yard. And aren't there town regulations against that sort of thing? Can you just bury something in your yard?
Thursday, October 16, 2008
As soon as Brian set up the step stool they were on it wanting to tape the walls like daddy. I told them to hold on to that dream for a few more years and we would have no problem putting them to work.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
But mom didn't want to go to NYC by herself with Lily and no one else was available. So I went. Out of love for my daughter and my mother. In the end it proved how much I loved them because the show was horrible for anyone over the age of 12. I can't believe it's actually on Broadway. It falls somewhere in between a high school musical and a community theater production - but with larger sets since Disney is backing them.
So we took the train down early one Saturday, saw the show, and took the train back home.
(at this point I'll refrain from writing a paragraph on how we missed the first train because my mother left the show tickets at home)
Unsurprisingly, Lily watched The Little Mermaid the whole way down and the whole way up. She didn't care when I pointed out the boats and barges on the Hudson. She was trying to figure out all of the Ariel's sisters names in time for the matinee.We stopped by the zoo in Central Park to burn some time before the show. I thought it would be nice to show Lily the polar bears. The viewing platform for the exhibit is actually above their habitat so you look down into their den through plexiglass. As we approached the platform I heard the guide say, "As you can gather, it's mating season for the polar bear." And by that time it was too late for us to turn around. "oh, their just playing" was the chant that all of us stunned mothers kept repeating to our very curious toddlers.
Eventually the girl polar bear got mad and backed herself against the wall. Mayhem ensued as the boy polar bear was not happy about that move. Lots of growling, which I thought was pretty neat to hear in uptown Manhattan. So here's a picture of Lily watching the boy polar bear growl at the girl polar bear. You can barely see the girl bear's head right below Lily's head.
"Her name is Sierra"