Subject now with new Spearmint flavor!
i gotta tell yah... when I got a call regarding a certain very good news waiting for me at a certain establishment, I did* think it was going to be my first check for the projects I've been working on for nearly a year now. I thought how great, I can spend a little mula in Manhattan for my soon awaiting vaca.
Well I did get something hefty and something good. Someone left me a new AC for my apt.
I've been living here now 2 yrs without AC... justa little fan, but I was aok. My mentor couldn't stand to know of me without the AC - tomorrow is supposed to be 105ish with humidity... humans are to stay inside... it came in time. I invited Donnie over to help me fix it and then I would take him to dinner and to see one of Ben's sculptures, The Black Madonna... where he had some strange revelation... Donnie also related to me that my Father (in his military picture as captain) that he had an astonishing number of jumps ... in and out of combat - so strange after all this time something so obvious to me was never explained or acknowledged... sigh* I'm 30 and still learning things for the first time about my Father - he never talks about a whole lot to me so I tend not to ask out of respect for his person... no matter how much it hurts. But tonight Donnie (Who was in the Gulf War and the military etc) stood in awe at this library of medals on my Father's pre-major picture... My Father the Spy, the Hero, the upstanding citizen... a relative stranger to his own ... a humble and brilliant man ... a virgin snow of untold truths. Someday we'll have a nice little chat that will last 50 days.
I snuck into see my cousin today after learning last night that 2 nights ago he was finally taken out of ICU. He was switched to the other side of the hospital to the new wing and whoa... I found him somehow - a big sign read (no visitors between 11am and 6pm) I just wanted to see with my own eyes that he was in one piece... so I asked a nurse if it would be ok if I just saw him... he gave me the go ahead and I choked up with laughter and tears when I saw him sound asleep with his glasses on his face. His breathing seemed harsh, his young handsome face with a 3-day beard... I didn't bring him anything because I don't even want to have the air heavy with any flowers... I wanted to fill the room with balloons with big smiley faces on them... but all I could do is fill it up with love and joy, thankful my prayers were answered.
No one will keep those I love from me.
And someone out there bought me an iceberg for my apt. It is humming happily now... and I even have a remote for it... sleep mode etc. toys!
And the treasure trunk of picutres, pamphlets and docs has been found! Alas... my ties will be laced. My other best friend just told me she's a blood relation to Daniel Boone... heh.
I'm nervous about nyc... I'm gonna have a blast ... this much I feel... and I'm getting scrubs from Our Lady of Mercy Hosp. from Jeff. Holy Cow - I'm meeting him in less than 48 hrs.
The Show Must Go On!
Well I did get something hefty and something good. Someone left me a new AC for my apt.
I've been living here now 2 yrs without AC... justa little fan, but I was aok. My mentor couldn't stand to know of me without the AC - tomorrow is supposed to be 105ish with humidity... humans are to stay inside... it came in time. I invited Donnie over to help me fix it and then I would take him to dinner and to see one of Ben's sculptures, The Black Madonna... where he had some strange revelation... Donnie also related to me that my Father (in his military picture as captain) that he had an astonishing number of jumps ... in and out of combat - so strange after all this time something so obvious to me was never explained or acknowledged... sigh* I'm 30 and still learning things for the first time about my Father - he never talks about a whole lot to me so I tend not to ask out of respect for his person... no matter how much it hurts. But tonight Donnie (Who was in the Gulf War and the military etc) stood in awe at this library of medals on my Father's pre-major picture... My Father the Spy, the Hero, the upstanding citizen... a relative stranger to his own ... a humble and brilliant man ... a virgin snow of untold truths. Someday we'll have a nice little chat that will last 50 days.
I snuck into see my cousin today after learning last night that 2 nights ago he was finally taken out of ICU. He was switched to the other side of the hospital to the new wing and whoa... I found him somehow - a big sign read (no visitors between 11am and 6pm) I just wanted to see with my own eyes that he was in one piece... so I asked a nurse if it would be ok if I just saw him... he gave me the go ahead and I choked up with laughter and tears when I saw him sound asleep with his glasses on his face. His breathing seemed harsh, his young handsome face with a 3-day beard... I didn't bring him anything because I don't even want to have the air heavy with any flowers... I wanted to fill the room with balloons with big smiley faces on them... but all I could do is fill it up with love and joy, thankful my prayers were answered.
No one will keep those I love from me.
And someone out there bought me an iceberg for my apt. It is humming happily now... and I even have a remote for it... sleep mode etc. toys!
And the treasure trunk of picutres, pamphlets and docs has been found! Alas... my ties will be laced. My other best friend just told me she's a blood relation to Daniel Boone... heh.
I'm nervous about nyc... I'm gonna have a blast ... this much I feel... and I'm getting scrubs from Our Lady of Mercy Hosp. from Jeff. Holy Cow - I'm meeting him in less than 48 hrs.
The Show Must Go On!